The Villainous Me Turned the Losers into Blackened Bosses-Chapter 19 - A New Task

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At night, Will sat down to read the latest letter from Mr. S.

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To W:

Hello, thank you for the data you provided last time regarding ancient magic and flame explosions. It has been incredibly useful for improving stability in combat scenarios.

Regarding the “coin with a witch’s portrait” you mentioned, I asked around and reviewed some related books. It seems to be a high-performance tool used internally by the Witch’s Guild, capable of serving as a medium for various ancient spells. However, I’ve never seen one myself. If you’re lucky enough to have found one, I suggest trying it out. Please write back and share your experience.

As for your question about whether it’s possible for an Extreme Flame Meteor to be deflected by Ice Armor and leave behind the ignition medium… I did some calculations, and it’s theoretically possible. Under extremely rare conditions, if the cycle and cooling speed of the Ice Armor accelerate and an external high-pressure force is applied, the burning medium could be frozen in place and the spell deflected.

The probability of this happening is minuscule, though. Is there really someone capable of generating such pressure? I find it hard to believe.

That concludes this letter.

Thank you for the bookmark—I really like it. By the way, I recently came across a few blood-red mint plants and have distilled them into essential oil, which I’ve sent along with this letter.

P.S. Your handwriting has changed significantly—it looks like you wrote this with your non-dominant hand. Is something wrong? If you need help, please don’t hesitate to contact me.

S

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Will held the letter in his left hand and sighed.

“Mr. S, you’re so sharp… I thought my left-handed writing looked pretty good. Guess it wasn’t seamless after all.”

He picked up his pen, hesitated for a moment, and then began writing with his left hand.

“Since Mr. S is so concerned, I should be honest with him… but I don’t want to reveal too much personal information. How about saying, ‘I got burned by a witch’s flames because I stayed up too late’? Does that sound too childish?”

“Eh, it’s fine. For a teenager, it’s just the right amount of immaturity. It might even make the mature and reliable Mr. S more inclined to look out for me.”

Feeling quite proud of himself, Will finished the letter.

Then…

He moved on to his nightly ritual of “checking task progress.”

Which mostly involved…

Staring blankly at the middle page of his Task System notebook.

He looked at the open book, specifically at the infamous “Task 38” and the subsequent tasks.

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[Task 38: Block one attack, intimidate the witch, find an opportunity to negotiate with her, use threats and persuasion to gain her trust, and enter the Witch Leah Arc.]

[Series Tasks up to 41. Reward: Eir’s exclusive ancient magic tome, Frozen Ice Array.]

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[Task 39: Obtain information about Leah’s client from her.]

[Task Reward: To be determined.]

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[Task 40: Assist Leah with her stalled ancient magic research. Note: Important item—Blood-Red Mint Essential Oil.]

[Task Reward: To be determined.]

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[Task 41: Help Leah win the research competition and obtain Frozen Ice Array from the Vice Principal.]

[Task Reward: Ancient Tome, Frozen Ice Array.]

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Will scratched his head, feeling a bit troubled.

—Not about what rewards to give himself for completing the tasks.

But…

This was the first time the actual situation had deviated significantly from the tasks he had written.

For the past four years, Eir had been so obedient, and he had followed his plans step by step.

No, this wasn’t just a deviation—it was practically a failure!

Thankfully, his past self had refrained from writing any punishments into the notebook. Well, most cheat systems don’t bother with punishments anyway, so it’s best not to make things harder for himself.

If it were a minor task, it wouldn’t matter.

But this task wasn’t just about Leah’s arc.

First, there was Frozen Ice Array.

This ancient tome was described in the original story as the grand prize for Entark’s First Academy’s fire magic research competition.

The academy, Leah, and the research topic all aligned. The tome’s attributes matched Leah’s specialty in fire magic, so it must have been Leah’s tool in the original story, right?

Unfortunately, it wasn’t.

The original story’s information came from the protagonist at Entark’s Second Academy. Leah’s memories and subsequent actions didn’t involve this tome at all. Eir eventually learned the spell, but only because another dungeon exploration team stumbled upon it—it was never tied to the book.

So why did this trashy novel introduce an important item that never appeared again?

Whatever. The fact that the novel didn’t contradict itself is already a miracle. Expecting proper foreshadowing is asking too much.

“Hmm… but if that’s the case, it makes sense why my past self wrote Tasks 39 and 40 to help Leah.”

Four years ago, when he was reconstructing the plot from memory, he must have speculated…

Leah never won the research competition!

Which meant she never obtained the tome!

It fit perfectly with the image of a clumsy, scatterbrained witch.

Thus, based on the gaps in the original story, the tome became something he could potentially claim for himself—hence the task he had designed four years ago.

Wow, this system is incredible. Everything’s interconnected, and the rewards are fantastic. Who came up with this genius design?

“Alright, alright, no need to praise myself. There are still other critical tasks to focus on…”

The second key task was about “the client.”

This referred to the mysterious figure who funded Leah’s research and paid her to orchestrate the attack on Will.

The original story never revealed who the “client” was—minor details like this, which only affected side characters, were glossed over to make room for the protagonist’s love and revenge arcs.

But…

Will wanted to know.

Not just for revenge, but to untangle the hidden plotline surrounding himself and the Hysterm family.

This was one of the most puzzling aspects of the original story when he had tried to analyze and adapt it in his past life.

How could such an important family’s storyline end with a disposable cannon fodder character like him? It didn’t add up.

If he could uncover the client’s identity, he might gain access to this hidden plotline—or at least learn who was working against the Hysterm family.

Leah held the key to this mystery.

But now, both Frozen Ice Array and the client’s identity were stuck because Leah had bolted.

“Why would such a powerful witch run away… Could it be… because of the Eir I raised?!”

Without interacting with Leah, he couldn’t participate in the research competition where Frozen Ice Array was the grand prize.

Without interacting with Leah, he couldn’t extract any information about the client from her.

So, the immediate priority was…

How to reel that little witch back in!