VIP Chapter 202: Panic
“So… the person drawn on this is you, right?”
Will and Shuna found a secluded street, and even on this secluded street, a wanted poster was posted.
“Yes…”
“…Honestly, Will, didn’t this picture of you get a bit of an upgrade? You look handsomer than you actually are.”
“A… a wanted poster? And Princess Treya posted it?”
“Oh, so this writing is Treya’s. She wrote it a bit sloppily, I didn’t even recognize it. Treya… oh right, is she that Ninth Princess? She seems to be in your party too.”
Will nodded, then gently reached out, caressing Treya’s “signature.”
This signature was clearly a copy of Treya’s personal autograph.
Will had seen her sign her name before. This was the first time he had seen such messy, scribbled Irregular Scribbles.
Treya, after all, was once a pure and earnest Little Princess. When she wrote, especially her own name, it was always a beautiful and serious Flowery Script.
This kind of messy handwriting…
It even allowed Will to imagine Treya sitting at a table, holding her head, dipping a quill pen in ink, pausing for a long time over the paper, and finally, chaotically and sloppily writing her name.
Her eyes would be wide open, bloodshot from lack of sleep.
“Where is he, where is he, where is he, where is he? I have to find him, I have to find him, I have to find him…”
She… would say such things.
Not good.
A trace of this emotion rose in Will’s heart.
“I’m doomed, I’m doomed, I’m doomed, I’m doomed…”
“Hmm… what’s wrong?”
“…No, no, don’t panic yet. Let me calculate if there’s any way out.”
He didn’t seem to be listening to Shuna. He leaned his head against the wall, lowered his gaze, extended his finger, and began to mutter something tremblingly.
“Let me think, assume… assume Treya’s affection level is also towards me – no, this doesn’t need to be assumed, it’s a certainty.”
“As long as the affection level isn’t full, the first prerequisite for Blackening hasn’t been met. There’s still hope.”
“I mocked her Sword Skill before the banquet. Affection level -20.”
“But in the banquet, I saved her from her sister… this must have been a rebound from hitting rock bottom. Affection level +60.”
“At the same time, I taught her the Entak Sword Style, and she gained the Demon’s favor at the Crowning Festival. Affection level +40.”
“After that, I taught her various imperial strategies in the Royal Palace every day and spoiled her with some information about future Royal Family events. Affection level +100.”
“Damn it, have I really not done a single thing that would lower my affection level?!”
“Sneaking her underwear, peeking at the Little Princess bathing, or making her think I’m actually quite unreliable?”
“…Not at all!”
…
The more Will calculated, the more something felt wrong.
He treated Treya differently than Iaar and Liya.
After all, she was a pure Little Princess at the beginning, and excessively diligent and hardworking. To reduce the distance between them, things like the harsh training he subjected Iaar to, or teasing Liya, he kept them to a minimum, only doing them if he couldn’t help it.
Moreover, due to the uniqueness of the Royal Palace and his special status, the time they spent alone together was even more than the time he spent alone with Liya for experiments – ahaha, he was truly a master of time management.
If this affection level didn’t explode, he’d swallow the Quest System whole!
“There’s no hope, there’s no hope, there’s no hope…”
“This is bad. Calculating this, it’s even higher than Liya’s…”
If Treya “liked” him, even if she didn’t Blacken, he felt it would be “heavier” than the other two.
On one hand, their relationship was genuinely mixed with various external factors – arranged marriage, family, the Royal Family. It was already a entanglement of several parties.
On the other hand…
After all, she was once a pure princess who was deeply mired in the mud without realizing it.
If Will hadn’t intervened at that banquet, she would still be in that Royal Palace, completely unaware of the dirty and corrupt things her sister and father were doing, and would have continued to be a naive child who was easily framed.
Will knew very well…
For her, he was the one who saved her from that environment, making him the most special person to her, her support and salvation for a long time.
Treya, who appeared cold on the surface and hid all her thoughts behind that cold exterior, was actually the one among the three who would see Will as more indispensable, more important, and more like a white moonlight.
Not just a “Fiancé.”
More likely…
Psychological solace.
The only ray of light in her heart.
Even the purpose and meaning of her life.
Precisely because of this…
Will swallowed, wiped his eyes, hoping that the messy handwriting he had just seen was just an illusion.
But…
The “Treya Entak” in a frantic joined hand, pierced through him.
Without a doubt…
Treya’s current state, even without “Blackening,” was already on the verge of “Blackening.”
As for the reason…
Will could only guess –
If Liya had already seen his scandalous interview, then Princess Treya would certainly open the newspaper one day and discover that her fiancé was openly flaunting his affection.
If she didn’t react to this, then he must have taught her for nothing all these years.
Uh, compared to teaching her for nothing, he felt that Treya Blackening would be more comforting to his heart.
Initially, he only considered the possibility of Liya Blackening due to her affection level reaching its peak, but he forgot about his own “Blackening training”…
It was for all three of them!
However, if Treya is like this…
Could Iaar also be…
He had to quickly write back to Iaar – it had already been two weeks. Was she going crazy with worry?
No, no, no, he couldn’t think about Iaar’s matters now.
Iaar, who had been following him, learned the slowest, and was the most obedient to the Young Master, could at least give him some peace of mind that “this guy won’t Blacken for now”!
“Are you… alright?”
Shuna tugged at Will’s hat. The hat had good elasticity, and after being pulled up to a certain height, she let go, and it snapped back into place.
“Your face has turned extremely pale. What kind of terrifying thing did you think of? What does this Princess want from you?”
Will’s reflection appeared in Shuna’s black eyes, a deep worry appearing in her gaze.
“But speaking of which, it is indeed strange. Didn’t you write back? Why is she still posting a wanted poster for you here?”
“…According to Iaar’s reply, she had already left to find me when I departed. She probably didn’t receive the information in the letter.”
After saying this, Shuna’s frown relaxed a bit.
“I see. Then there’s nothing to be afraid of, right? You don’t need to wear your hood anymore. After all, this is a wanted poster, not an arrest warrant. Then you can just go find her, right? Let me see, it seems like she’s heading to the Capital?”
“No, no, no! Because she’s terrifying and dangerous right now, going to her now would be suicide!”
“???”
A look of confusion appeared on Shuna’s face.
Although she had indeed experienced one of Will’s witch teammates exhibiting a frantic side,
She felt that this was probably just a special trait of the witch race. After all, witches were rumored to be such inexplicable beings.
But why would a wanted poster make him so anxious?
This “Princess”… was there more to the story behind her?
