The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch - Chapter 175
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Nia followed Ciel to the study on the second floor. After closing the door, they stood facing each other.
Nia didn’t know what Ciel wanted to ask, so she didn’t speak, just waited for Ciel to speak.
“There’s a question about Avena. It might be a bit private. If you can’t answer, that’s fine.”
Ciel looked at Nia before her and said.
Nia looked at Ciel with some confusion and said, “You can try asking Young Mistress directly.”
As long as Ciel wanted to know, there was likely no way Avena wouldn’t tell her. This was what Nia thought.
“She’s not awake yet,”
Ciel paused for a moment, then asked, “If I persuade Avena to go to Ansu City to attend school with me, would she agree?”
Ciel had also tried asking this question in the simulation, but drunk Avena had brushed it off. Of course, it might also have been because Ciel wasn’t acting very seriously under the influence of the potion.
“Ansu…”
Nia heard this word and lightly murmured the name.
The study was quiet for a few seconds. Then, Nia said, “If Miss Ciel has sufficient reasons to persuade Young Mistress, she will agree.”
“Oh?”
Ciel seemed a little surprised by Nia’s answer. She asked curiously, “Doesn’t she have conflicts with her family? Her family is also in Ansu City.”
Ciel had always been curious about this conflict, but she hadn’t had a suitable opportunity to ask. Now that the crisis was over for a while, Ciel finally had the chance to understand these matters.
Moreover, in the simulation, Ciel had also asked Avena to seek refuge in Ansu City several times, and Avena had agreed each time.
The problem now wasn’t whether she could take Avena to Ansu, but what Avena’s conflict with her family was, and whether it posed a threat to their future life in Ansu.
“This matter is quite complex… It’s not entirely a conflict with the family,”
Nia shook her head. She was silent for a while, seemingly organizing her words. After a while, she continued, “Do you know about the Church of the God of Order?”
“I know a little.”
Ciel nodded.
When Ciel said she knew a little, she really only knew a little. Her impression of the Church of the God of Order was only what Avena had told her when she first encountered Ciel in the simulation.
For example, the Eye of Order contract, and that it was their family’s main faith, and so on.
“The Church of the God of Order is considered the largest orthodox church in Ansu. Most of its followers are from Ansu’s privileged class. The followers almost completely fill the upper and lower levels of the government.”
“And I… was also once a member of the Church of the God of Order…”
Saying this, Nia seemed to recall something. She raised her hand to support her forehead. Her vision blurred. Ciel’s figure also became blurred before her.
In a trance, she seemed to see Ciel’s right arm tearing open, terrifying tentacles drilling out from inside, extending towards her.
“Stop! Nia!”
A voice sounded in her ear, quickly shattering the illusions before her eyes. Nia gradually came back to her senses and looked at Ciel before her.
“It’s alright, Nia. No need to recall anymore. I’ll ask Avena directly about these things after she wakes up…”
Ciel shook her head and said, “Can you please wait outside Avena’s door? Have her find me after she wakes up.”
“O-Okay…”
Nia seemed to realize the agitation of her potion. She took a deep breath and left the study.
Ciel, left alone, rubbed her temples with a headache.
How did the Church of the God of Order get involved again?
Nia just now seemed to have almost recalled something, making her spiritual state a bit unstable. Ciel quickly ended the conversation to avoid any incidents.
Nia was an old iron frame. She couldn’t handle such torment.
It seemed she could only wait for Avena to wake up and ask her directly.
However, Ciel didn’t have to wait too long.
Just after she finished breakfast and had been painting for a while after setting up her easel in the art room, there was a knock on the door.
Knock knock knock—
“Come in.” Ciel said.
The art room door slowly opened, and Avena’s figure appeared at the entrance.
At this moment, Avena seemed to have just woken up. She was only wearing a trench coat over a thin nightgown.
“What happened, Ciel?”
Avena closed the door, quickly walked towards Ciel, and asked, “After I woke up, I found that some of Nia’s sealed memories had loosened a bit… I had her go back to sleep for now.”
At this moment, Avena’s expression was a little tense. She thought something had happened.
“Apologies, it’s my fault,”
Ciel looked at Avena, slightly shook her head, and said, “I wanted to ask Nia about your conflict with the Roswell family, but I didn’t expect her to mention the Church of the God of Order…”
“Hmph…”
Avena sighed in relief upon hearing this. She walked behind Ciel and said, “It’s alright. After advancing, I put a psychological suggestion on Nia. She won’t recall anything about the ‘Other Side’… What is this?”
At this moment, Avena, standing behind Ciel, saw the canvas in front of Ciel.
On the canvas, a strange left hand, standing on the ground, was painted.
Its knuckles were numerous. The crack in its palm with sharp teeth was faintly visible. It was just a sketch drawn with charcoal pencil, but the wild lines and the terrifying monstrous hand could give one a chilling feeling.
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