VIP Chapter 105: Happy Graduation (2)
“Young Master—”
Actually, when Will realized he had slipped, he wasn’t panicking.
Of course, it wasn’t because he was confident he could land safely with a turn.
It was because…
He was confident he could heal any injuries from falling from that height!
He had spent a long time calculating that he might only be able to be a priest in the future. For several years, he had studied priest skills most diligently in private, even going to church occasionally for inspiration.
He hadn’t told anyone about this, mainly because… as a healer and support, being a priest was simple!
He didn’t even need to consult S.
It was like designing those kinds of characters in a game; calculate the stats, set a few restrictions, and just make sure you don’t end up in the sky with one foot stepping on the other while supporting.
However…
After hearing a reassuring “Young Master,” all those concerns disappeared.
He closed his eyes.
Then he opened them again.
The first thing he saw was Iaar’s small wolf ears shaking, a leaf seemingly stuck to them, which then fluttered down onto his chest.
Next, he saw Iaar’s collar… ah, no, it was Iaar’s mouth, smiling like a “w” above the collar.
And Iaar was holding him firmly in a Princess Carry.
—Because the graduation day was also an open campus day, Iaar was able to enter the campus, which led to this scene.
“That’s great, the Young Master is alright.”
“Don’t worry…”
“Anyone who made the Young Master get hurt, Iaar will… kill them all.”
Iaar’s lips curled up confidently.
“Uh… I just slipped accidentally.”
“Then kill them… Huh? What? Huh… Huh?!”
Will already felt strange stares directed at him.
Right.
For a fine young man like himself to be held securely in a Princess Carry by a half-beastman maid wearing a collar was truly conspicuous!
“Alright, alright, thank you, Little Iaar, please put me down.”
“I’m sorry, did I say the wrong lines again?”
Iaar nervously put Will down while tapping her head.
“A little, but being able to say it is already full marks!”
After Iaar landed, she realized she had been stared at by her classmates for a while.
She remained unhurried.
She gathered her maid attire, took a step back with her right foot, and bowed in a standard pose.
“I apologize for troubling everyone. I am Iaar, the Young Master’s maid. Thank you, classmates, for taking care of my Young Master these past three years.”
“Oh—”
“She’s quite cute.”
“I’ve seen her many times!”
“So she was the beastkin maid waiting at the entrance every afternoon after school.”
…
Will was also very surprised.
Perhaps… in the original work, Iaar’s timid performance made Will subconsciously think that the current Iaar was also a very shy and socially anxious person.
But…
“How was it? Young Master, didn’t Iaar do a good job? This is what the Hysterm Family’s maid training taught us, how not to disgrace our master in public. Iaar has practiced this in my mind many times.”
“Oh, and I’ve also tidied up things at home. When you’re rested, Young Master, just tell Iaar and we’ll set off for Nov right away!”
Iaar returned to a standing position, her tail wagging happily, and her ears on her head bobbing. She looked like a pet showing off something she was proud of and seeking praise, especially with her newly changed orange collar that matched her hair color better, the collar glistening in the light.
—Truly, a sunny and cheerful big doggie!
But…
Will was also very satisfied with her development.
As the person furthest from blackening in the original work, Iaar could now say dark things as if it were natural, just like she did moments ago!
Although the application scenario was a bit strange, it proved that the subtle influence had penetrated her very core!
The book “Blackening 300 Questions” was not written in vain!
More importantly, although Iaar wasn’t the sharpest tool, she was diligent and obedient. It was like studying for exams; you could always practice until you instinctively chose the correct answer when you saw the question.
Her mastery of “Blackening 300 Questions” had far surpassed Will, the author.
For example—
“Iaar, recite the answer to question two hundred and sixty-three backwards. If he breaks his promise and abandons you, what should you do?”
“You should stay by his side and make him realize, or directly cripple him until he’s disabled.”
See!
She actually recited it!
Given this level of achievement, how could he not be satisfied?
“Eh, I missed a ‘cripple’ just now. Let Iaar recite it again.”
Iaar counted on her fingers and even seriously reviewed it.
“No, no, that’s alright. Even I didn’t notice you missed a word. You’ve surpassed me!”
“R-really?”
While Will was still chatting with Iaar, Liya, who was in the distance… perhaps unaccustomed to not having a large hat for shade, had retreated under a tree and waved at them.
“Hey, you two, stop standing there chatting. Don’t you feel the heat? Will, it’s time to discuss how you want to form your Adventuring Team. I have some suggestions.”
“Teacher Will, it’s time, tell me what a Dungeon Adventuring Team really needs—”
Treya, who had been watching from the side, walked directly to Will’s side and pulled him by the arm.
“Um… I think I should get a couple of days off after graduating… right?”
“Don’t touch the Young Master casually. And… huh? Are those your teammates?”
“Yes.”
Treya nodded.
“Hmph, what? You disagree?”
Liya folded her arms.
Unexpectedly, Iaar’s expression turned touched, tears welling up in her eyes.
“Iaar… Iaar, what’s wrong?”
“Iaar didn’t expect the Young Master to find such normal teammates.”
“Uh…”
Will glanced at the witch whose actual age was more than ten times her apparent age, and the little princess from the Royal Family who received a demon’s blessing…
They weren’t exactly normal, were they?
“Iaar thought the teammates would be a little fire dragon, an ice woman, a female ghost, or something like that—because the Young Master mutters about these things every night with his hands behind his back.”
“Well… compared to those, they are quite normal, aren’t they?”
Will scratched his head.
Thinking about it, in the original work, after Xiu betrayed them, he took these guys from the Dungeon as his teammates the very next day. It could only be said… he wasn’t a normal person either.
However…
He himself wasn’t exactly “normal” either. Although the original work didn’t describe him that way, readers sometimes referred to him as a “crazy male protagonist”—mainly because he would rationally analyze situations and then take terrifyingly insane actions.
Will had been suppressing the urge to think of Xiu.
Because the moment he thought of Xiu, he would start calculating the countdown in his mind: from when he met Xiu and joined his team, to when Xiu was dismissed, and then to his own death by a Slime.
“Will, your face is so pale. Are you scared by the Adventuring Team formation trial we just talked about?”
Liya seemed to be the first to notice Will’s stiff expression and leaned closer.
“Yeah, do you need me to find someone to check on you?”
“Let Iaar take a look…”
However…
Looking at these three teammates who had undergone qualitative changes in both body and spirit!
Will felt he could do it!
“I have no problem at all! Let’s depart as soon as possible, I can’t wait—”
