The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch - Chapter 184

Under Lucy’s negotiation, renting carriages and moving luggage were all arranged properly. After everyone got off the train, they all got into carriages and headed towards the Deton Hotel.

It was only because they hadn’t made preparations beforehand. Otherwise, Lucy would definitely have arranged everything perfectly and wouldn’t have had to rent the station’s substandard carriages.

At the Deton Group’s hotel, Lucy got out first and opened a separate suite for everyone. Then she said goodbye and left. Ciel and the others could stay at the hotel until they rented or bought a house.

In the suite on the 4th floor of the Deton Group hotel, Ciel looked out at the night view through the window.

It was already one o’clock in the morning. Outside, the lights were still bright. The gas streetlights along the wide streets, paved with neat brickwork, burned all night, illuminating the tall buildings on both sides of the road.

In Berren City, houses with three floors were extremely rare. But here, three-story and even four-story row houses could be seen everywhere. The tallest building in Berren City was the Clock Tower Church, but that tall clock tower was still quite insignificant compared to the huge clock tower in the distance.

However, here, the smell of dust in the air seemed to never dissipate. After entering Ansu City, the stars in the sky were no longer visible.

This is Ansu City… Although it was Ciel’s second time here, Ciel still couldn’t help but let out a sigh of emotion.

Is this the place where I will live in the future…?

Ciel’s gaze slowly moved downwards, looking at the street opposite.

Two police carriages were still parked on the other side of the street—these were most likely people from the Roswell family.

Arriving in Ansu City and immediately being closely monitored was not a good thing for Ciel.

She still couldn’t figure out the various forces in Ansu City. And being under surveillance made Ciel feel a sense of being constrained, something she hadn’t felt in Berren City.

She needed to find an opportunity to explore the situation in Ansu City in a simulation, to avoid making mistakes in reality.

She also had to be discreet and arrange accommodation for Lichie, so she wouldn’t be affected by the conflicts in the transcendent world.

But first, she had to deal with the hot potato in her hands.

Ciel pulled the curtains closed and walked to the dining table. She took out the bottle containing the pale blue liquid and the violet from her waist.

Should I hand it over? If so, to whom? Who would be angered by this act of handing it over? If I just keep it with me, will it also attract people from the Society of Merriment…?

These questions were all things Ciel needed to think about, or practice in a simulation.

She wouldn’t be naive enough to think that destroying this potion, destroying this flower, would allow her to remain uninvolved.

That missing “Physician,” Assistant Lecturer Fred. If he was truly from the Society of Merriment, and if he truly took this information to the Society of Merriment, when they came looking, would she say she had destroyed the flower?

Do you think they would believe her?

They would likely brainwash and extract her soul to find out the whereabouts of that flower.

Ciel gently rubbed her temples.

She finally understood what the system meant. Once she stepped into this circle, from the moment she drank the first potion and killed the first person, it was impossible to leave it.

Knock knock knock—

A knocking sound echoed. Ciel put away the bottle on the table, hung it at her waist, looked towards the door, and said, “Come in. It’s not locked.”

Click—

The door opened. Standing at the door was Avena.

After turning and closing the door, Avena slowly walked to Ciel’s side, lowered her head, and said in a low voice, “I’m sorry, Ciel… I didn’t expect them to still not let me go…”

Avena had already drunk potions from other paths and had been away from Ansu for several years. She herself couldn’t understand why her family still wouldn’t let her go.

It was as if the blood of the Roswell family flowing in her veins made it impossible to ever break free.

And to also implicate Ciel, who didn’t like seeing transcendents in the first place, to be monitored, and possibly even recorded. This made Avena feel distressed.

“It’s not your fault, Avena. You don’t need to apologize to anyone.”

Ciel placed her hands on Avena’s shoulders, slightly rose on her tiptoes, and lightly pressed her cheek against Avena’s cheek.

Ciel knew that the appearance of the Roswell family had also disrupted Avena’s original plan. Avena’s frustration at this moment was probably no less than Ciel’s.

“When something happens, just solve it.”

Ciel took half a step back, looked at Avena before her, and smiled, “Together.”

Avena looked at Ciel before her, blinking. She felt her eyes stinging.

Without Ciel’s support, she wouldn’t have had the courage to return to Ansu City. Without Ciel’s support, she probably wouldn’t have known how many more years she would have to wait to advance to “Psychiatrist.”

Ciel had clearly become Avena’s psychological support.

“Since we can’t sleep anyway, how about we discuss how to handle this?”

Ciel took out the glass bottle, gently shook it, and said.

“Okay.” Avena nodded.

Since they were going to discuss this matter, they would inevitably have to invite the involved parties.

Adele and Amy, who had slept on the train and were full of energy at this moment, were also invited to Ciel’s room.

The little group of four, for the first time, began to formally gather and discuss true transcendent matters.

After closing the door, Ciel took the potion bottle from the table and slowly pushed it towards the center of the table. Everyone’s gaze followed the potion bottle until it was pushed to the center by Ciel.

Ciel sat on the chair, looked at Adele and Amy, and asked, “Regarding this flower, I want to know what your thoughts are. After all, this is something you discovered. Theoretically, you have the right to dispose of it.”

But only theoretically.

Amy, looking confused, looked at the flower on the table, then looked at Ciel. After a while, she said with some hesitation, “Although this flower is mine, Adele said it might save many people, so I think… hand it over to the Redemption Society? Or the Church of the Savior Goddess?”

Adele had taught Amy a lot about transcendent knowledge. Amy now also clearly understood the stakes involved, but her idea was relatively simple. She just wanted to hand this thing over to an organization that could use it to save people.

Ciel slowly shifted her gaze to Avena and asked, “What do you think, Avena?”

“I think we can hold off on any action for now.”

Avena shook her head and expressed her own opinion. “The petals, leaves, and part of the root system are with Ashford. According to him, the paper will also be published under his name. I think we should wait a couple of days and see what Ashford does.”

Avena’s idea was that since Ashford was willing to attract attention, they should leave it to Ashford and the Redemption Society. Anyway, with samples of the leaves, petals, and root system, Ashford essentially had almost all the information about this flower.

If Ashford could research some concrete results before the Society of Merriment took action, then no one would focus on Adele.

Even if that assistant lecturer Fred was truly an insider planted by the Society of Merriment in the Redemption Society, after the results were published, the Society of Merriment wouldn’t waste their energy on Adele but would focus all their efforts on Ashford and the Redemption Society.

Inaction was indeed a good method… But the premise for all this was that Ashford actually dared to be a shield, and that he could actually research something.

“Then Ashford must actually be able to research some results.”

Ciel gently shook her head.

This act of completely placing hope in others was not in Ciel’s character.

It wasn’t that she didn’t trust Ashford. It was that she trusted herself more.