The Villainous Me Turned the Losers into Blackened Bosses-Chapter 234 - Treya in Yavik Town (3)

(tln : the author forgot it was eir in yavik town. its actually ‘Eir in Yavik Town (3)’ but i will keep the original)

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Explosions echoed through the underground dungeon near Yavik Town, the sounds reverberating in rapid succession.

“Huff... Alright, it’s clear now. You can move forward—the mines ahead shouldn’t trigger anymore,” Eir called out, maintaining her Ice Array Formation to create a safe path for the White Fortress melee fighters.

“Thanks!” Pevran led the charge with her team following close behind.

“Just to be clear, Eir’s only helping because she’s worried about saving lives—she’s not part of your team...” Eir began to clarify.

“Cleared! Boss, this little maid is amazing! I’ve never seen another holy shield user pull off something like that.”

“Normally, shield users have to manually trigger mines with their bodies. This method reduces so much risk.”

“Alright, alright,” Pevran muttered.

Eir had been assisting White Fortress in investigating Shuna and Will’s whereabouts in Yavik Town. But after just one day of searching, they received news that an adventuring party was trapped in the nearby “Frenzy” dungeon.

So, Eir joined White Fortress on her first rescue mission.

The mission turned out to be unexpectedly simple. As an S-class team, White Fortress had impeccable coordination and individual strength, easily sweeping through every floor and small boss room they encountered.

—Of course, they’re still a step behind my young master, Eir thought smugly.

Then...

They encountered a “minefield”—a floor typical of explosion-themed dungeons, devoid of monsters but littered with explosive traps. Pevran suggested Eir give it a try.

And she did!

She showed them just how powerful her young master’s Ice Array Formation was. Surely, they’d heap praise on her young master now!

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After the mission was completed...

“Eir was the MVP this time! If we’d had to clear the mines one by one, the trapped adventurers would’ve been goners by the time we got there.”

“Eir’s magic is incredible. You’d never guess a beastfolk maid could pull off something like that.”

“Eat up tonight! The Adventurer’s Guild is footing the bill.”

At the celebratory feast, everyone showered Eir with compliments.

“It’s all thanks to my young master,” Eir said proudly. “He taught me everything—whether it’s the ancient magic called Ice Array Formation or how to handle mines. My young master taught me all of it personally.”

Still...

She felt genuinely happy.

Perhaps it was because she had been abandoned as a child—among beastfolk, it wasn’t uncommon for sickly-looking offspring to be left behind.

She often worried that she was the weakest link in Morning Star. Even though her young master constantly reassured her, saying that her dedication to training and her study of 300 Questions on Darkening made her the closest to achieving his goals!

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“I’ve been meaning to ask this for a while...” Pevran said, swirling her drink as she looked at Eir.

Eir’s ears perked up instinctively when she realized Pevran was addressing her.

“Y-You want to ask me something?”

“Yeah. You’ve been tagging along with us to find your young master. And... everything you know seems to come from him. He’s even the leader of your team... So...”

Pevran scratched her head, seemingly unsure whether she should voice her question.

“Who exactly is your young master?”

“......”

Eir froze for a moment before her ears stood even straighter.

R-Right! She hadn’t mentioned it yet?!

She mentally replayed all her conversations with White Fortress since they met and realized she had never explicitly stated Will’s identity—she had assumed everyone knew because of the nationwide missing person notices plastered everywhere.

“It’s... it’s...”

Blushing furiously, Eir timidly raised her hand and pointed at the missing person notice pinned behind Pevran.

The one with a portrait so dashing it could only be her young master!

“Him.”

“......”

“............”

“What?!”

The table erupted in disbelief.

“Wait, Eir—your ‘young master’ is that Will from the Hysterm family?!”

“Hehe, yes!” Eir replied proudly.

—Wow, my young master is so famous! Well, of course he is—he’s the best young master from the Hysterm family!

“Oh? That Will—the guy who graduated and decided to use his family’s wealth to play adventurer? Yeah, I’ve heard of him.”

—Wait... why does that sound wrong?

“My young master takes adventuring very seriously! Our team has been steadily clearing dungeons and earning points. And he hasn’t even publicly revealed his identity!”

“Still, he’s basically the ultimate sugar baby—clinging to the Ninth Princess’ coattails. Look at how obsessed she is with him; she’s searching for him across the entire country.”

—Huh?! Why does my young master have such a reputation?!

“My young master has helped Princess Treya immensely! He even taught her Entark swordsmanship!”

“Looking at this missing person notice... he really doesn’t seem like an ordinary guy. If I could live like that someday, I’d die happy...”

—Yes! My young master truly is extraordinary!

“...Traveling with an S-class beauty adventurer while being hunted by a lovesick half-elf princess? What a life!”

—What?! Is that all people admire about him?!

“And let’s not forget his loyal little maid who’s been worrying about him this whole time—”

Eir finally understood just how many strange misconceptions surrounded her young master!

It was infuriating.

But... she couldn’t entirely blame him for ignoring public opinion. For someone like him, arguing against such rumors would be pointless.

After all, carrying titles like “the weakest young master of the Hysterm family” and “the Ninth Princess’ fiancé” made it hard for anyone to see him in a positive light.

“And besides... my young master isn’t like what you’re saying—!”

...Wait. Why had the chatter stopped?

Eir looked up and realized that the lively discussion around the table had gone completely silent. Everyone was staring at her.

Wait, wait, wait...

Eir suddenly realized that in her heated frustration, she had blurted out something incredibly bold.

Her face turned bright red—from her ears all the way up to the tips of her wolf ears.

Instinctively, she grabbed an empty plate from the table and held it up to cover half her face, leaving only her eyes visible as she peeked nervously at everyone else.

“Hahaha, don’t worry about it. Seeing you like this tells us everything we need to know,” someone said with a laugh.

“Your young master must be a kind-hearted person if he taught a beastfolk maid how to read and write.”

“And someone who can train a maid into a top-tier holy shield user? That takes real skill.”

“And clearly, he must be deeply passionate about dungeon research. Otherwise, how could even his maid know so much about dungeons?”

...

Eir slowly lowered the plate.

She hadn’t expected her actions to change everyone’s perception of her young master...

She realized that she truly could help him—not just as someone following behind him but as someone who could actively support him.

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“But in that case, we need to find him quickly,” someone remarked.

“You’re looking for this guy?” another voice interrupted from nearby.

Eir turned to see a man who had just stepped down from a carriage—a coachman by the looks of it.

“It’s not just us; plenty of people are looking for him,” Pevran replied. “Why? Do you have information?”

“I saw someone who looked like him a few days ago. He was waiting in line for a carriage heading to the capital...”

“!?”

Eir’s ears perked up immediately.

“I didn’t want to get involved with royal matters, so I figured he was just heading back at the princess’ request and didn’t think much of it.”

“That sounds very likely!” Eir nodded enthusiastically. “If it’s my young master... after seeing those missing person notices, he’d probably head straight to the capital to find Princess Treya!”

She turned to Pevran with determination in her eyes.

“In that case... if Shuna is with him, we need to head to the capital too!”

Her tone was firm—not like a timid maid but like a leader ready to take charge.