VIP Chapter 199 Iaar in Nov (1)
As Liya was taken away by her mother…
As Will and Shuna prepared to depart for the Tenth Demon City…
As Treya returned to her familiar Royal Palace to practice sword fighting…
Iaar…
Was in Nov.
Making herself breakfast.
As the most steadfast support for the Shining Star, the only one stationed in their guild’s small cabin!
She still woke up every morning to bake cakes for herself and brew black tea, fearing that the skill her Young Master highly praised would become rusty and unable to produce good results.
It could be called a world-famous painting—”Iaar in Nov.”
At the same time…
She had obtained a newspaper featuring a portrait of her Young Master and the woman she had seen with her own eyes.
She had spent several days diligently reading it!
The newspaper was written in a stiff, formal style, and she had to consult a dictionary while reading to vaguely understand it.
It turned out the newspaper was about the brave deeds of her Young Master and the woman entering the Rock Fire Iron Wall Dungeon three weeks prior to rescue someone.
Wow!
Young Master is so amazing!
This newspaper had to be carefully cut out; it was her Young Master’s first time in the newspaper, so she needed to find a photo frame to put it in and place it on her Young Master’s bedside table.
But…
Even the clumsy Iaar could calculate time.
This newspaper was from three weeks ago!
And Young Master…
“No… something’s wrong…”
“Why… hasn’t Young Master replied to any of Iaar’s letters in two weeks?”
“I told Young Master that the person didn’t arrive, but he didn’t reply either.”
“I initially thought the mail delivery was just slow, but two weeks… the letter should have arrived by now…”
“Has something happened to Young Master?”
“I don’t know if he met Teacher Liya yet…”
“I don’t know where Princess Treya is right now…”
Iaar paced back and forth inside the cabin.
Every day, she cleaned the cabin until it was spotless, wiped the tables twice, and mopped the floor, making the ground shine.
She even meticulously wiped down the door.
Because…
She always looked forward to the day when her Young Master would open this door and walk out from behind it.
Then he would take out his storage key, pull out a bag of loot, perhaps something like large portions of meat, and have Iaar do what she did best: cook.
But…
Days passed.
She stayed in this cabin, but not only did she not wait for the “black-haired youth and exceptionally low-key and outstanding logistics personnel” her Young Master had repeatedly instructed her to wait for, but she also didn’t wait for Young Master Will, who was supposed to return home as soon as possible.
“Young Master… is Iaar too timid?”
Iaar lowered her head, clutching her maid dress as she pondered.
In truth, as a Half-Beastman, her memory retention wasn’t very long; her childhood memories of wandering in the forest were already blurred.
But…
The memory of that day, when Will, not minding her dirtiness and injuries, held her hand and told her, “Believe in yourself, you can stand up,” remained so clear.
She thought that having been abandoned in the forest since childhood, she surely couldn’t do anything.
She thought that living as a mere maid, she surely couldn’t do anything.
She thought that with her mediocre talent and slow mind, she surely couldn’t do anything.
However, her Young Master told her it wasn’t like that.
“Shouldn’t Iaar now… should she go out and look for you?”
She opened the door and peeked her head out.
The ears on her head twitched.
Her tail also wagged.
If she had grown up alongside Will as equals, as “childhood sweethearts,” she would have set out without any hesitation.
She was, after all, a servant of the Hysterm Family. If Will hadn’t insisted on protecting her and making her his personal maid, she might have become a slave who lost the ability to think for herself.
Servants trained from childhood by a family were supposed to obey their Master’s “orders.” It would be easy to be judged as fleeing if she, having been ordered by Will to “stay in Nov,” embarked on a journey without authorization.
This was also why she had been going in circles.
Perhaps…
Deep down, she still harbored some of the timidity of an “abandoned Half-Beastman.”
But…
When she saw the portraits on the pillars outside the door, on the bulletin board, and on the door itself…
Her eyes widened.
Her Young Master, with his glasses, brown hair, and blue eyes…
Now had posters plastered all over the streets and alleys!
“Young… Young Master?”
She reached out and lightly touched the portrait, then turned to see the departing guards.
And…
The name written below…
“Prin… Prin… Princess Treya?!”
This was a Wanted Poster put up by Treya!
Fortunately, Iaar still recognized the words “Wanted Poster” because her Young Master had told her about them before. He had said that if she got lost while wandering around, he would put up Wanted Posters everywhere to find her, so she should remember.
She had indeed remembered.
She just hadn’t expected it to be used in this situation.
“As expected, it’s not just Iaar who hasn’t been in contact with him for two weeks. Even Princess Treya couldn’t find him.”
“Has Young Master truly ‘disappeared’?”
“Then Iaar…”
She carefully took down the portrait from her own door.
“I must take action now!”
She might have had some timidity due to her childhood experiences.
But she had also changed over the years spent accompanying Young Master Will.
She was the personal maid he had chosen.
She was now a Shield Saint capable of protecting the entire team single-handedly.
She could also learn to read and write, and even learn “Blackening 300 Questions.”
“Wait! ‘Blackening 300 Questions’ said something about this.”
“Question 297…”
Iaar, as proficient as a machine, tilted her head and recited the answer written in the book:
“What to do if ‘he’ suddenly disappears?”
“Become the strongest detective. Use your keen senses to find his tracks. Believe in yourself; no one can disappear without a trace, and you will surely find clues.”
“Especially—clues that only you will notice.”
Iaar stood up, clenched her fists, and encouraged herself.
“Okay!”
It was said that in this era, dogs were even trained as auxiliary police dogs to help with investigations!
Then she, a little maid whose ancestors were wolves and who was now Young Master Will’s dog, could surely do it too!
Iaar sniffed her nose.
“Before leaving Nov, I should first investigate the necessary ‘matters’ here.”
She really wanted to get on a carriage to Yamik right now.
But…
After years of Will’s influence, she had learned to think.
Letters took about three to four days to reach their destination. If Will had “disappeared,” rushing there now wouldn’t help her find him. Besides, Liya was nearby, and she would surely investigate faster.
However…
There was one thing that Princess Treya, with royal support and heading north, and Liya, following her Young Master’s correct direction, could not do.
That was—
Iaar was still in Nov!
In this place where her Young Master’s last known location was and where he disappeared, there were things that only Iaar, who had witnessed that woman with her own eyes, could investigate.
Iaar took a deep breath of the air outside her door.
She clutched the Wanted Poster in her hand.
“Who was that woman? Was she S?”
“Who is S?”
“What was her intention in approaching Will?”
“If it was her, where would she take him?”
Thinking of these, Iaar’s first destination.
Was the tavern where Will had met “S” alone.
