The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch - Chapter 187

No?

Who are you? Where am I?

Ciel looked at the naked body before her, unable to suppress the expression of disgust. She instinctively recoiled.

But she didn’t rashly use her abilities to break free from the ropes that were not restraining her at all. She just quietly observed everything before her.

What did her simulated self encounter? Why was she tied here? Her simulated self could use all the abilities of the subsystem. Not to mention summoning the Tier 3 “Instigator” save file, even the Tier 2 “Judicator” save file could get her out of this predicament.

Unless her simulated self was captured willingly, for some purpose.

But…

Where are the records?

Without the notepad that recorded what happened over these days, Ciel had no way of knowing how things had developed.

She had to find the hints or notepad her simulated self left.

The young girl before her, after seeing the expression of disgust on Ciel’s face at this moment, felt a blush climb up her cheeks, her body slightly twitching.

After recovering for about ten seconds, she slowly breathed, got up, put on a luxurious red cloak, climbed onto the bed, and moved step by step towards Ciel.

“Ciel… why can’t you say it… is it that hard to say you like me…”

She moved to Ciel’s feet, extended her hands, gently cupped Ciel’s somewhat cool right foot, slowly caressing it.

Ciel took a deep breath, strongly suppressing the urge to kick her away directly, waiting for her next action.

If she really dared to lick her, Ciel really dared to kick her head to pieces.

“What a pity… such a pity… you have that magical silver flash ability. You can’t stay forever… you can’t stay by my side forever…”

The young girl’s gaze followed along Ciel’s arch in intoxication, looking all the way up Ciel’s limbs. Her smile was particularly unsettling.

“Pity, I still have things to do… I’ll be back in a while… my dear Ciel… you’ll wait for me, right…”

The young girl gently put down Ciel’s right foot, as if treating a fragile work of art. This gentle movement was completely opposite to the terrifying things she had just said.

Like a fanatical lunatic. Ciel had only felt this kind of feeling from Tara before, but Tara wasn’t as perverted as her.

Only after that young girl opened the door of the golden cage and left did Ciel gradually recover. She rubbed her right foot on the seemingly clean bedding.

Gross.

Click—

Before Ciel could turn over and get out of bed, a door opening sound rang out. Ciel quickly stopped her movements and looked towards the direction of the door.

Two well dressed maids walked in from outside. The standard maid uniforms they wore were adorned with a lot of exquisite lace, making them look distinctly different from ordinary plain maid uniforms.

One of the maids respectfully walked to Ciel’s side and said, “Miss Ciel, please turn your back to me. I will untie you.”

The other maid, carrying a tray, skillfully walked to the stool and began wiping the “water stains” on the stool and carpet with a cloth from the tray.

Two ordinary people?

Ciel slowly turned her back, waiting for the other party to untie her ropes. Then, the maid also began busy cleaning, seemingly no longer paying attention to Ciel on the bed.

Ciel supported herself with her hands and got out of bed directly. The two maids didn’t seem surprised at all. She put on her slippers and scanned the glass room before looking towards the desk.

Only there, a notepad was placed, accompanied by a dip pen and ink.

Was she under house arrest or what? Why was she allowed to move freely like this, and even record things?

After hesitating for a moment, Ciel walked past the two maids and towards the desk.

Perhaps due to the shock of the earlier scene, she didn’t choose to sit on the stool. Instead, she stood by the desk, picked up the notepad, and directly opened the first page.

Chinese, and in her own handwriting.

【July 20th, 12:00 AM】

【The explosion seems to have had a big impact. Police patrols are everywhere these past few days, but after waiting for three days, there seems to be no follow-up. Although Ashford didn’t die, the sample should be completely destroyed. I wonder if the Society of Merriment will give up now】

【However, the explosion also provided quite a bit of cover for our move. Except for Avena, everyone else has basically moved into their new houses. Avena chose to continue staying at the hotel】

【Due to the explosion, the Queen’s coronation celebration has ended early. The nobles have tacitly agreed not to hold large banquets during this period. This is not a good time for Avena to move】

【However, the distance is not far, so I can still often go to the hotel to find Avena. It doesn’t affect us much】

Ciel flipped through several pages. There was basically no particularly useful information, but one page caught her attention.

【July 25th, 9:00 PM】

【The Society of Merriment hasn’t made any moves these past few days. Even the Orlando Republican Army is still dormant. Although it seems calm on the surface, it feels like a new storm is brewing, just missing a spark…】

【According to the newspapers, the Roswell family has been ordered by the Queen to thoroughly investigate the Royal Medical Society explosion case, but after these few days, so many “Detectives” haven’t found any evidence… Is this the true strength of the Society of Merriment? I don’t believe there are no Tier 4 individuals involved in the investigation, but still nothing has been found】

【However, thanks to this, the Roswell family doesn’t have the energy to focus on Avena. Even the police carriages in front of the hotel have left】

【Today at noon, when I went to discuss what to do next with Avena, I encountered an unexpected visitor】