The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch - Chapter 186

“I won’t be in danger…”

Avena shook her head and said, “The Holy Law Judgment Group is the enforcement department of the Church of the God of Order. It is responsible for escorting those who have violated the Holy Law to the Holy Law Court for judgment… It’s similar to organizations like the Judicator’s Court.”

“I am not a member of the Church of the God of Order. Their Holy Law does not bind me. This is certain, because they strictly adhere to rules and laws… But it might not be the same for Nia.”

Saying this, Avena paused for a moment before continuing:

“Nia was once a reserve saintess of the Church of the God of Order. Strictly speaking, she was exiled to me, but she hasn’t left the Church of the God of Order…”

“Now it seems, they know Nia has remained rational after all this time and want to use Nia again…”

A half-mad reserve saintess, exiled to a family to be a guard, completely marginalized, basically equivalent to being cast aside to wait for death.

But Avena drank the “Listener” potion, which in turn maintained Nia’s sanity. Now, the Church of the God of Order, desperately needing a saintess, is setting its sights on Nia again…

Ciel was certain that if Nia entered the Other Side again, she would definitely go insane… The Church of the God of Order did not treat Nia as a person at all, but merely as a tool to explore the Other Side, a consumable.

“Sorry, this is just my personal matter, and yet it has also implicated you…”

Avena looked up at Ciel, but before she could finish speaking, Ciel covered her mouth with her hand.

“Personal matter? I can give you a chance to rephrase that.”

Avena looked at Ciel, blinked, and then slowly opened her mouth and lightly bit the tender flesh of Ciel’s palm.

“Hiss…”

Ciel, in pain, withdrew her hand. She was about to bite Avena back, to let her taste being bitten, but at that moment, a knocking sound echoed.

Knock knock knock—

Avena, who was leaning on Ciel’s shoulder, quickly sat up straight. Ciel also slightly tidied her clothes, looked towards the door, and said, “Who is it?”

“Adele…” Adele’s voice came from outside the door.

Adele? Has she finished her nap?

“Come in.”

The door was opened. Adele, whose hair was messy from sleeping and hadn’t been tidied yet, hurried into the room. She said nervously beside Ciel, “An Assassin from the Society of Merriment is here. A moment ago, a server said an old doctor wanted to see me… I don’t know any old doctors in Ansu…”

“…”

Ciel was silent for a moment, then asked, “Is there a possibility that this old doctor is Professor Ashford?”

“Huh?”

Adele was startled and asked blankly, “Isn’t he still in Berren City?”

“Do you usually read newspapers?” Ciel asked.

“No.”

“Then it’s alright…”

Ciel shook her head. “Have the server bring him up.”

Adele ran out of the room and said something to the server at the door. Soon, Adele walked back into the room and stood behind Ciel, resting her hands on the back of the sofa. She slowly half-crouched, only her head visible, observing the situation.

“What are you doing?”

Ciel turned back to look at Adele. She seemed to have seen this scene somewhere before.

In the simulation, when Adele took her to see Uris, she also hid behind Uris’s chair like this, acting tough on someone else’s authority.

“What if it really is an Assassin?” Adele said seriously, “We need to be prepared.”

Your preparation is to hide behind me?

Ciel was a little helpless.

It was relatively safe inside the Deton Group hotel. After all, Lucy had personally guaranteed it. She said that since its establishment, not a single hair of a member staying at the hotel had been harmed—of course, this was an exaggeration, but it also indicated the safety of the Deton membership hotel.

That’s why Ciel was thinking of staying at the hotel until she could start the simulation, and then move after the simulation was completed.

Soon, an old man wearing a thick cotton gauze mask was led to the suite door by a server with a green chip mask. The server knocked on the door and said, “Your guest has arrived, Miss Adele.”

“Come in.”

Ciel spoke, then watched Ashford walk into the room. The server helped to close the door.

“Professor Ashford, please sit.” Ciel pointed to a seat beside her and smiled.

Compared to their meeting in Berren City, Ciel was much more polite to Ashford now. This was because Ashford’s actions had shown that he was unlikely to be from the Society of Merriment.

She just hadn’t expected that Ashford would actually draw all the attention to himself by directly publishing it in the newspaper. Frankly speaking, Ciel wouldn’t dare to do that either. Ashford was indeed an upright person and was doing his best to make amends for his student’s mistakes.

“Apologies. I should have visited earlier. I was delayed by a small matter.”

Ashford sat on the other sofa and took off the thick cotton gauze mask on his face, explaining.

“My image has been published in the newspapers. This is a necessary disguise.”

Saying this, Ashford shifted his gaze to Adele behind the sofa and asked curiously, “Is this…?”

“What brings you here to see Adele, Professor?”

Avena spoke up at this moment and asked, “You know, your current status is quite sensitive.”

“Actually, I came here in person to remind you of a few things.”

Ashford said, “I want to remind Adele that before the Redemption Society’s research results are published, it is best not to reveal information about the research to more people.”

“As for the other two ‘Physicians,’ I slightly modified their memories… and brought them back to Ansu with me… If there is any news about Fred, I will notify you immediately.”

It must be said that Ashford’s remedial measures were quite drastic. He directly used the modification school’s methods to make those Physicians forget the events of those few days.

“Has the research already begun?” Ciel asked curiously.

“Yes. The Royal Medical Society has opened up a research institute that originally belonged to them in the northern suburbs for us to collaborate on research.”

Ashford nodded and said:

“The royal family is still supportive of this research. Although they might take a cut of the results, it’s good as long as there are results…”

“Regarding the prototype flower, I have explained to the Royal Medical Society and the Redemption Society that the prototype flower was consumed in previous research and only this much remains. No one will suspect Adele anymore.”

“Thank you for your efforts, Professor Ashford.”

Ciel nodded and said, “I express Adele’s gratitude to you.”

Later, Adele was also called out by Ciel from behind the sofa and formally thanked Professor Ashford again. They chatted briefly afterwards.

Mainly, Ciel asked Ashford about methods to restore Lichie’s face, and Adele also described the condition.

Ashford listened to this and, after thinking for a moment, actually recommended a sanitarium of the Redemption Society—a new cell regeneration therapy developed by the modification school there. Although it was slow, it could completely solve Lichie’s problem… The price, however, was somewhat exorbitant.

After learning more about this, Ciel had Adele see Professor Ashford out. The cost was secondary. As long as there was a way, that was what mattered.