The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch - Chapter 192

Ciel didn’t know if she could successfully win over Eleanor. She might even be judged or killed by the other party as a “heretic” of the Divine Advent Church… But Ciel had no other better option.

In such an extreme situation, extreme measures had to be used.

If not necessary, Ciel didn’t want to use 【Spiritual Summoning】. It wasn’t because she was soft-hearted and didn’t want to sacrifice Tara’s students. It was to find a way to deceive Eleanor without summoning anything.

After all, in reality, she couldn’t possibly use 【Spiritual Summoning】 in such a large city. Not only would it harm her mind, but it would also make her a target for everyone.

Uris swayed as she stood up. At this moment, Tara, who had been silent the entire time, slowly spoke:

“Do not disappoint the expectations of Lord Mother Goddess, Uris…”

“It is not your piety that moved the Mother Goddess. It is because the Mother Goddess chose you… You must show the greatest reverence to express your gratitude to the Mother Goddess, not this appearance.”

The more Tara spoke, the more urgent her tone became. She seemed to not understand why the Mother Goddess would choose someone who showed such blatant disrespect to Her to be her envoy.

Uris, who had been silently shaken, lowered her head and slowly said, “I… will take you to see Your Excellency Eleanor. Your Excellency Eleanor will decide…”

Uris was now completely confused. She needed a prominent figure to purify her mind at this moment and judge whether all of this was proper—Eleanor was a good candidate.

Uris walked ahead, leading the way. Ciel looked at Uris’s back, feeling a little worried.

It was so difficult to even convince a High Priestess. Ciel also began to feel anxious about the upcoming journey.

After all, she only had 24 hours. The time left for her to plan was too short. She couldn’t make everything seem like it was happening naturally.

Uris called for a coachman and took Ciel and the others into a carriage. They headed to the location of Eleanor at this moment, the Archbishop’s Palace of the Church of the Savior Goddess Ansu Diocese.

The High Priest’s Palace, Bishop’s Palace, and Archbishop’s Palace were all religious courts that handled religious affairs. They were very close to the Holy See. No rank could handle matters of a higher level out of turn. For example, matters that needed to be handled by a Bishop could not be done at the High Priest’s Palace. And matters that needed to be handled by an Archbishop had to be done at the Archbishop’s Palace.

These were not residences for a specific clergy member, but for multiple clergy members who worked in shifts.

The carriage stopped in front of the Archbishop’s Palace. Uris informed the church attendant that she had an urgent matter to see Archbishop Eleanor and was granted a meeting.

Archbishop Eleanor, wearing a mask, was currently meeting someone in her private prayer room. Upon hearing the knock, she interrupted the person before her and said:

“I understand. We will cooperate with your investigation. This concerns the food security of North Ansu. Please leave now. I have something else to attend to later.”

Standing before Archbishop Eleanor was a man wearing the robes of the Church of the God of Order. Judging by the ornate adornments on his clothing, it was clear his rank was not low.

He seemed to know Eleanor’s character. He didn’t say anything. He simply stood up, opened the door, and left.

Before leaving, he looked at the three people waiting at the door with some confusion. The golden-haired noble young lady with a maid. He felt that she looked familiar, but he couldn’t remember who she was.

Upon seeing the other party smile and greet him, the man also smiled slightly, performed a church salute, and quickly left the Archbishop’s Palace.

What he didn’t know was that just now, he had brushed past Ciel, the church’s most wanted fugitive.

“High Priestess Uris, it has been a long time. May the Goddess bless you…”

Archbishop Eleanor seemed to have some acquaintance with Uris, but when she saw the two people following Uris, she stopped her greeting.

“This is an illusion. What are you hiding?”

Archbishop Eleanor leaned back slightly. Insect-like wings wriggled beneath her cloak. She made no attempt to conceal her impatience at this moment.

“Just to avoid unnecessary trouble.”

Ciel smiled slightly, dispelled the illusion on her body, and at the same time felt a little surprised.

Her disguise, which even the high-ranking clergy of the Church of the God of Order just now couldn’t see through, didn’t even last a second with Eleanor.

“Heh…”

Seeing the red-haired young girl dispel her illusion, she looked down at the wanted poster on the table and said with a light chuckle, “You have quite the nerve, Ciel.”

Although Eleanor was wearing a mask and hood, one could still see the black chitinous hard shell that was wriggling with her breathing through the shadows beneath the hood—her hair seemed to have completely fallen off and was covered by black chitin.

One could almost imagine the type of bizarre and terrifying face hidden beneath her mask.

Could this still be called human?

“Uris, what is going on?”

Archbishop Eleanor looked at Uris and asked.

Rather than asking Ciel, she preferred to get information through the High Priestess she trusted.

But soon, the sharp-eyed Eleanor noticed the statue in Uris’s hand, and the abnormality on the goddess statue.

“Uris!”

Archbishop Eleanor, suppressing her anger, suddenly raised her hand. The black shadows beneath Uris tangled around her like a giant net. Archbishop Eleanor simply pulled towards her, and Uris was dragged to Archbishop Eleanor’s front by the invisible black giant hand.

“Lord Eleanor… I… I…”

Uris tightly clutched the statue in her hands and muttered, “I cannot distinguish… I cannot distinguish whether She is the true Mother Goddess…”

Uris said, looking towards Ciel.

Mother Goddess?

It’s the Divine Advent Church!

What nonsense!!!

Hearing this term, Archbishop Eleanor felt the veins on her forehead almost bulging. Her sharp gaze looked towards Ciel. The crimson compound eyes beneath her mask seemed to emit a faint light through the mask.

“Divine Advent Church, how dare you! You dare to come before me and corrupt clergy!”

Archbishop Eleanor raised her hand, about to burn the two people before her to ashes with black flames in an instant.

But at this moment, Ciel spoke.

“Have you ever doubted your faith? Grim Worm Missionary.”

Ciel’s gaze was calm. She seemed completely unfazed by Eleanor’s anger and her impending death. She just calmly asked:

“You transferred from ‘Missionary’ to ‘Evil Punisher,’ and finally advanced to ‘Disciplinarian Saint,’ didn’t you?”

“I can give you one chance. Use your proud Tier 4 power to make me one of your followers. Come on, give it a try…”

“If you truly still have faith in your Goddess.”

Provocation was something an “Instigator” was best at.

“Click—”

The pocket watch in Ciel’s left hand was pressed.

Under Ciel’s verbal provocation and the enhancement of 【Art of Conversation】, a tangible black shadow was almost swirling around Eleanor.

A violent and angry power was constantly brewing within her. Eleanor’s blood and potion mixed together, gradually boiling.

Did she know this was a “Subverter’s” provocation?

Of course, Eleanor knew.

But this kind of provocation seemed particularly laughable in the face of an absolute power gap.

“Since you are seeking death, then I shall grant it to you.”

Archbishop Eleanor no longer held back. The black shadow condensed around her body, like barbed sharp thorns, piercing directly towards Ciel’s direction, instantly piercing her entire body, almost tearing her to shreds.

“Repent in the Goddess’s divine kingdom, remnants of the Divine Advent Church…”

The mask before Archbishop Eleanor’s face suddenly shattered, revealing her crimson compound eyes.