The Villainous Me Turned the Losers into Blackened Bosses-Chapter 170 - A Strange Day, A Strange Letter

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From the moment he woke up, Will had a feeling that today was going to be a bit unlucky.

For example, as soon as he got out of bed and groggily made his way to the bathroom, he slipped on a puddle of water near the door and fell flat on the floor—Shuna healed him with magic while laughing the entire time!

Then, just two steps out the door, an apple from a nearby fruit stand flew out and smacked him on the head—the shopkeeper apologized profusely and gave them the apple for free. Shuna, munching on it, thanked him cheerfully!

Finally, during lunch, he accidentally bit his tongue. It hurt like hell.

“Ouch… this is weird. I feel especially unlucky today.”

“Now that you mention it, Little Will, you really are…”

Shuna, eating her plate of noodles, furrowed her brows and looked at Will with a puzzled expression.

Even someone as experienced as Shuna seemed to find this level of bad luck unusual.

“This could be bad. We’re supposed to head into Moonlit Ice Extreme today, and I’ve already arranged for four freelance adventurers to join us.”

—Oh, so Shuna was worried about him!

Even Will had forgotten how risky it would be to enter Moonlit Ice Extreme and face a boss while having such terrible luck.

“No, no, it’s fine. Just a bit of bad luck—it won’t affect the dungeon adventure at all!”

Will patted his chest confidently.

“Who knows, maybe all this bad luck today is just building up for me to be extra lucky when we face the boss later?”

“Or, looking at it the other way, maybe your bad luck today means you’ll be even unluckier in the dungeon?”

“Shuna, don’t jinx it!”

“Hehe.”

She made a playful face and took a sip of her orange juice.

It had been two days since they acquired the key to start from the 50th floor. Recruiting a team for the final ten floors had gone surprisingly smoothly. Many freelance adventurers were eager to boost their records in Moonlit Ice Extreme, so there was no shortage of volunteers.

Will and Shuna had even taken the time to screen the applicants.

“Still, I don’t think much of these four. After this run, we should just pay them and let them go.”

But!

Shuna had nothing good to say about the adventurers she had carefully selected.

“The first one, the swordsman—he’s way too old. He’s only rated A5, and his record is mediocre at best. Makes you wonder what he’s been doing all these years.”

“I’m B5 too, you know. Though I’m close to hitting B3.”

“In time, Will, you’ll definitely surpass him. By the time you’re 40, you’ll be a renowned adventurer.”

“Thanks, I hope I live that long.”

“The second one, the mage—sure, she’s A1 and young, but her gear screams amateur. Just look at how mismatched it is.”

“It’s just the popular stuff from the shop. Don’t expect too much. Look, even I’m wearing something similar…”

“You’re already crafting your own weapons! Stop thinking you’re on the same level as these people!”

“Am I… really?”

“The third one, the shield-bearer—he’s big and strong, sure, but his answers to basic tactical questions were less than ideal. Makes me worry.”

“But… but I’m not even half his size…”

“You’re lean and fit in a way that’s stylish and athletic. You’re not a shield-bearer, so there’s no need to bulk up like that.”

“Is… is that so?”

“And the last one, the archer—decent physical fitness, but he barely talks. How do you form a team with someone who doesn’t communicate?”

“I’ve had teammates like that before. It’s fine.”

“That’s because you’re good enough to understand what your teammates are thinking with just a glance! That requires exceptional awareness and teamwork!”

“I don’t think I’m that good.”

“Every time I give you a look, you seem to know exactly what I mean, don’t you?”

…

In the end, while Shuna criticized the four adventurers, Will was more surprised by how highly she seemed to regard him.

It gave him the odd feeling that she might be his biggest fan—no, wait, maybe he should reconsider whether Shuna or Eir was more prone to praising him excessively.

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“Excuse me? Are you Mr. Will Hysterm?”

Suddenly, the two were interrupted by someone from the Adventurer’s Guild—it wasn’t surprising, as they were having lunch in the guild’s dining hall.

“Yes… wait, don’t say Hysterm out loud!”

He had almost blown his cover as the young master of the Hysterm family.

“There’s… there’s a letter for you.”

Will froze for a moment.

Who would send him a letter, and why would they use his full name?! Who could it be?!

Will took the letter.

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The name “Will Hysterm” was scrawled on the envelope in clumsy handwriting, but the effort put into it was evident.

“Who’s it from? Using your full name… let me guess—your father?”

“No…”

The handwriting on the envelope gave Will a pretty good idea.

After all, only one person would write his name so awkwardly yet so earnestly, and forget that he preferred not to use the Hysterm surname while traveling…

It could only be…

Eir.

But it was strange…

Why would Eir be the one writing to him?

She was the least skilled at writing letters. If there was something important to communicate, the other two would’ve been more suited for the task.

Then…

As Will opened the letter, he began to understand…

He could almost picture Eir’s frantic, hurried, and utterly chaotic state as she wrote it.

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“Dear Young Master…”

Eir sat alone in the small house, struggling to hold the pen properly with her unpracticed hand.

“No, no, no, using ‘dear’ makes it sound like I like him too much!”

“Then… then… ‘Respected Young Master’ will do!”

“Today marks the end of the month you mentioned, but Eir… um… how do you spell ‘house’ again?”

“Still hasn’t seen the person you mentioned. No one meeting your criteria has applied for the logistics position—though maybe it’s because your requirements are too high and the pay is too low, so no one came…”

As she wrote, her ears practically pressed against the paper.

“No, that sounds too much like I’m complaining about the Young Master. I’ll cross out the second half.”

Eir scratched her head and quickly scribbled over the offending lines.

“Additionally, I must inform you that Treya and Leah are not in Novice Town. Upon receiving your letter, I’ve sent messages to them asking them to return, but I’m not sure if they’ll get them.”

“The town you mentioned in your letter is very close to the place Leah said she was heading to.”

“If you see Leah, could you bring her back with you?”

“Your maid, Eir.”

Eir’s hand trembled as she finished the letter.

She had done it!

To ensure the Young Master knew this important information, she had successfully written her very first letter!

“Ugh… I hope the Young Master comes back soon. My brain is a complete mess right now.”