The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch - Chapter 173

“Is it Oppold?”

Lucy put down the teacup in her hand, slightly suppressing the smile at the corner of her mouth. “I heard he recently moved out of Clock Tower Alley? He seemed quite disheveled, covered in black mud, with a full beard.”

Although she knew it wasn’t Oppold, Lucy didn’t mind humiliating him in front of this Miss Roswell. It could still slightly increase her favorability.

“It’s not him…”

Avena shook her head. She turned to look towards the bookshelf and said, “Ciel? The guest is here.”

Ciel?

Who?

Which noble? What surname? Daughter of a wealthy merchant? Mysterious transcendent?

The moment she heard this name, many possibilities flashed through Lucy’s mind. The faces of familiar prominent figures rapidly rolled through her mind, but she still couldn’t find a similar name.

Wait a moment?

Has there been a fourth person in the study all along?

Besides Avena before her and Nia waiting by the door, Lucy hadn’t sensed the aura of a fourth transcendent at all.

Tap, tap…

Footsteps sounded. Lucy looked towards the sound and saw a red-haired young girl wearing a silver mask that even covered her eyes, walking towards the sofa.

This… who?

An ordinary person?

Could it be that the adult in her family lost everything in the casino and owed high-interest loans and came to plead for mercy…? No, Miss Roswell wouldn’t connect with such a low-class matter.

Only after the red-haired young girl sat down in the seat opposite her, Lucy took a deep breath, about to speak, but the young girl opposite spoke first.

“Miss Silva.”

The young girl slowly spoke. A muffled voice sounded from behind the metal mask. “Pleased to meet you. My name is Ciel. I was also present at Deton Manor that day… As a member, I have some opinions I would like to offer your company.”

A member? She was also at Deton Manor during that Divine Advent Church incident?

Lucy suppressed the confusion in her heart and said, “The company deeply regrets what happened that day… As for the opinions you mentioned…”

“The method of the death roulette is a bit too outdated,”

The iron-masked young girl said with a smile, “I have a few immature ideas here for Miss Silva to consider…”

As the young girl spoke, Lucy gradually put aside her doubts and began to focus.

A new version of the death roulette? Adding items… and even being able to check whether the next shot is a blank or a live round? It indeed added a lot of fun for the spectators.

This also made gambling lean more towards strategy, which would definitely help in digesting the “Gambler” potion.

But the subsequent… the young girl’s concept of “Deton Game” made Lucy clap the table in amazement. She even took out a notepad and recorded it.

Even the games themselves were not important. What was important was this entire model… This was simply a perfect model for producing “Gamblers.” As long as someone survived the game and had a bit of spiritual power, they could almost all digest the “Gambler” potion and become transcendents.

And the bets outside the game could also bring a large amount of additional revenue to Deton Manor… Those nobles and wealthy merchants would definitely be very interested in this.

“Thank you so much, Miss Ciel,”

Lucy put down the notepad in her hand and said sincerely, “I will send these suggestions to headquarters tonight. If they are adopted, there will definitely be a generous bonus. May I ask for Miss Ciel’s address?”

Now, Lucy had the intention of recruiting the young girl named Ciel.

This person can definitely perfectly digest the “Gambler” potion.

As long as she can survive the difficult “Misfortune Messenger” stage, becoming a “Fate Holder” is only a matter of time.

If she could know the other party’s address, she would have a rough idea of the other party’s background and connections in her real life.

“No need for a reward,”

Ciel’s face still held a smile. However, at this moment, she had already placed her hand on the mask. She slowly said, “Miss Lucy, please be prepared. Your spiritual alarm might… ring a little.”

Lucy: “Huh?”

In Lucy’s vision, the metal mask was slowly removed, revealing those dark red pupils…

The moment she looked directly into those eyes, she felt her vision blur. The normal young girl before her became distorted lines. A violent buzzing also sounded in Lucy’s mind.

Whoosh—

Lucy abruptly stood up straight, her right hand reaching for her waist. But very soon, she sat down again, gasping.

Unbeknownst to her, Lucy’s back was soaked with cold sweat. She looked at the young girl before her with some disbelief.

Looking directly into her dark red pupils again now, the initial shock of being caught off guard was gone, but the fear lingering in her heart still refused to dissipate.

“Sorry, I… lost my composure.”

Lucy reached out and picked up the cup on the table, drinking the tea inside in one gulp.

And at this moment, Avena looked at Lucy with some confusion, then at Ciel.

Ciel wasn’t even wearing any sealed artifacts. Why did Miss Lucy suddenly straighten up?

At this moment, Lucy also felt that it was absurd… Experiencing fear towards an ordinary person. No one would believe it if she told them.

Was she having hallucinations from sniffing too much snuff? Did the product from the small workshop she sniffed earlier have something added to it?

Miss Ciel before her wore a kind smile. By all appearances, she was a beautiful young girl, at least easier to interact with than Avena. But Lucy still couldn’t erase the fear in her heart and could only avoid prolonged eye contact.

“Miss Lucy, next, let’s talk about the main business.”

At this moment, Ciel, seeing that Lucy had somewhat recovered, said, “A ‘Subverter’ from the Society of Merriment has arrived in Berren City.”

Lucy: “Huh?”

Lucy, who had just recovered, felt her brain freeze up again slightly.