The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch - Chapter 125

Thinking this way, its words back then were spoken after being contaminated by the memories carried by “Uniqueness.”

It could no longer distinguish whether those were its own memories or memories instilled by “Uniqueness.”

Such a dangerous thing…

Could it be…

Ciel suddenly thought of the inexplicable sense of closeness she felt towards that quill pen before.

Could it be that the source of this closeness came from that “Uniqueness,” not the quill pen itself?

After all, Ciel felt absolutely no closeness towards the quill pen’s spirit, towards that raven.

The ability of “Uniqueness” was also reflected in the contamination, right? It greatly enhanced the inherent ability of “Fate Renegade’s Touch,” allowing it to achieve things previously impossible.

Like those lightning strikes.

Like that fire tornado.

Like that meteorite.

Lightning and fire tornadoes, Ciel felt these could be achieved by transcendents above the third tier, not yet beyond Ciel’s understanding of the transcendent, and even the third-tier Oppold could withstand them.

If not tricked by Ciel, Lucy and Oppold could have survived until the final meteorite.

Was the enhancement brought by “Uniqueness” that meteorite?

This ability indeed exceeded Ciel’s understanding of transcendents.

If she could feel closeness, it meant “Uniqueness” had some connection with her. She should be able to explain the meteorite’s arrival… if she used her imagination.

What abilities did she have again?

The abilities given by the system were almost all related to time and fate changed by time.

Whether it was simulation or her exclusive sealed artifact, they were inseparable from the concept of “time.”

The result caused by “time” was the transformation of “fate.”

If assuming that “Uniqueness” was herself.

The simplest explanation would be… that meteorite didn’t exist in that time period originally.

It might come from tens of millions of years ago, or tens of millions of years later, landing at the correct location at the wrong time…

This hypothesis made Ciel’s arms break out in goosebumps.

“System, is that your ‘Uniqueness’?” Ciel asked directly in her mind.

Previously, whenever Ciel asked about the quill pen sealed artifact, the system remained tight-lipped, refusing to tell Ciel.

Now, even if the system didn’t say, Ciel basically traced the source of that “Uniqueness” back to the system.

Ciel’s mind recalled the words spoken by the quill pen when it first occupied her body, translated previously.

“(Old Ansu) So you were just part of me… No wonder you could sense my arrival in advance.”

“(Old Ansu) I am a deity who has survived countless eras, mastering authority… And you are just a vessel carrying my fragment…”

So the truth was, it wasn’t that she was part of it.

But the “Uniqueness” contaminating it, was part of the system.

Ciel, at the end of the first possession, returned to the system space and didn’t hear the two sentences the raven spoke after she left.

“(Old Ansu) Impossible… This is impossible!!!”

“(Old Ansu) You are fake! I am the real one!!!”

If she heard these two sentences, the system couldn’t deny this fact no matter what.

Moreover, after experiencing the previous dream, Ciel roughly knew where the “Nature” ability came from.

The term “Nature ability” wasn’t commonly used in the Holy Era, and rarely recorded in the Ancient Era. The only possibility was the Chaotic Era—and the Chaotic Era was likely the Old Days.

After the raven occupied her body, it said her “Coroner” ability was “Nature” ability. And in the dream, the ability very similar to “Coroner,” which stitched the raven and quill pen together, was “Nature” ability.

That’s why the raven was so familiar with it.

Ciel knew her inner thoughts would be detected by the system. The system must know what she was thinking at this moment.

But the system gave Ciel no answer.

After a long silence, just as Ciel was about to fall asleep, finally, a system panel popped up before Ciel.

【Who knows?】

【Is it yours? Or mine?】

【Regardless, I’ll give you a piece of advice】

【Take it back, it’s good for you】

【^_^】

The tone was as annoying as ever, but the system’s words basically confirmed Ciel’s speculation.

Anyway, whether this “Uniqueness” was a fragment of the system or something else, Ciel had to collect it.

Letting such a powerful thing continue to be used by a half-mad sealed artifact was truly unsettling.

Who knows when, in a fit of madness, a meteorite would fall.

Ciel had to get her hands on that thing, even if it meant completely dismantling “Fate Renegade’s Touch.”

Ciel still had the advantage now.

Ciel had almost completely figured out “Fate Renegade’s Touch,” but it couldn’t find Ciel at all—it just treated Ciel as one of the people whose fate changed.

It was just a counterfeit, a sealed artifact contaminated by wrong memories, a mad entity unable to recognize itself, unable even to feel the same closeness as Ciel.

It survived from the Old Days until now, who knows how many people with major fate changes it had harmed… Being able to avoid containment for so long, its own power was crucial, but the influence of “Uniqueness” definitely played a decisive factor.

How could she lure it out without killing Lucy and Oppold?

Before reaching the point of no return, Ciel really didn’t want to use Tara’s power.

But if pushed to the point of no retreat, Ciel would still utilize the power behind Tara to kill Lucy and Oppold without hesitation.

Surviving first was necessary before considering offending which organization later.

Ciel propped herself up with her arms and slowly sat up from the bed.

The more this happened, the more Ciel felt her body and spirit were too weak.

Is this the limit of an ordinary human?

But becoming a transcendent, even if the body becomes stronger, the spirit wouldn’t be strengthened much, and would face the danger of backlash from the potion.

Her pure self, uncontaminated by potions, actually had more enduring spirit.

This was also part of the trade-off.

Knock knock knock—

At this moment, knocking sounded from downstairs.

Who? At this time?