The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch - Chapter 193

4 PM, Westminster District Holy See Square, in front of the Church of the Savior Goddess Holy See.

A long line of people moved towards the Holy See. At the front was a figure wearing a mask and completely shrouded in a long black robe.

This unusual sight made many passersby turn their heads and discuss in low voices.

“What’s going on?”

“Another celebration?”

“The Church of the Savior Goddess hasn’t had any celebrations recently, have they?”

“I don’t know. Let’s see.”

At this moment, in front of the Ansu Parliament Building on the other side of the square, a Royal Guard noticed this abnormal situation and quickly reported it.

“Impossible. They haven’t submitted an application for an event recently. This is illegal…”

A Parliament police officer frowned upon hearing the guard’s report and said, “I’ll report this to the Ansu Police Department.”

This news was quickly reported to the Ansu Police Department, and then the Ansu Police Department reported it to the investigation department specifically for religious matters. The investigation department then reported this information to the Roswell family.

While the news was being reported layer by layer, those people in black robes had already formed several circles around the faceless goddess statue in the square, arranging their formation.

“Archbishop Eleanor, may I ask why you are…”

A Bishop who happened to be at the Holy See on business quickly walked up to Eleanor and asked in a low voice.

This formation… She thought Eleanor was here to arrest some Archbishop or Cardinal.

Did some high-ranking member do something that violated the Goddess’s teachings?

“Please inform Her Holiness the Pope… ask her to come out for a moment.”

Eleanor suppressed her emotions. Her voice beneath the mask was hoarse and grating.

“Ah? But Her Holiness the Pope is still in a meeting…”

The Bishop was clearly stunned. After a while, she even confirmed that she needed to call “Her Holiness the Pope,” before she quickly ran into the Holy See.

Although she didn’t know what was happening, she knew something major was about to occur…

One of the heads of the Judicator’s Court, coming to the Holy See with such a display, and even demanding that Her Holiness the Pope herself come out…

The last time something like this happened was when the Divine Advent Church split off.

Surely the Church of the Savior Goddess wasn’t about to have another new denomination split off? The Church of the Savior Goddess, with its internal and external troubles, couldn’t withstand such a blow.

“Your Grace the Bishop, please wait. Inside, there is…”

“Goddess above… I have a more urgent matter to report. My apologies… Please fall into a slight slumber…”

The Bishop looked up at the church knight blocking her way. Purple light emanated from her eyes. Almost instantly, the knight who had been blocking her way collapsed limply.

But before he fell, the Bishop raised her hand and supported him, letting him lean gently against the wall. Then, this Bishop directly pushed open the door of the Holy Council Hall.

Creak—

The old, heavy wooden door was pushed open, instantly attracting the attention of everyone inside.

Looking at the Bishops and Archbishops sitting around the round table, the Bishop who had pushed the door open swallowed. Then she looked at the Pope, who was sitting at the head of the table, wearing a magnificent crown and a gilded white robe.

No one in the room spoke. They just quietly watched the Bishop at the door, waiting for her to speak.

“Your Holiness the Holy Mother Pope, the Goddess’s representative, Mother of Bishops.”

The Bishop knelt down, saying with a trembling voice, “Archbishop Eleanor has surrounded the Goddess statue with dozens of people and demanded to see you…”

“Eleanor? Is she trying to revolt?!”

A long-bearded Bishop slammed his hand on the table and quickly walked to the window. Through the stained-glass window, he looked towards the square.

When he saw what was happening in the square, his pupils constricted slightly. He quickly turned back to look at the position of the Holy Seat.

“Your Holiness the Holy Mother Pope… Archbishop Eleanor is having people destroy the face of the Goddess statue!!!”

By the end, the bearded man was almost shouting. The people in the room also started talking to each other in angry whispers.

“What does Eleanor want to do?”

“Is she also going to betray the Goddess’s teachings?”

“Your Holiness the Holy Mother Pope, please allow me to act and bring this traitor Eleanor before you!”

In stark contrast to everyone’s panic and anger was the Pope, sitting on the Holy Seat at the head of the table.

Her hair was white, her face was extremely aged, her body was bent, and she was hunched over like a child.

After a moment of silence, she held her scepter and slowly climbed down from the Holy Seat. She slowly said, “Let’s meet her… She is a good child. Perhaps she just encountered difficulties she couldn’t understand and went to extremes.”

Buzz—

The Pope’s figure disappeared, leaving only a white shadow in her place.

The figures of the other Archbishops and Bishops also disappeared from their positions. In an instant, the entire Holy Council Hall was left with only dissipating white and black shadows.

And some Bishops who were not on the “Ascetic” or “Avenger” paths quickly ran out of the Council Hall and hurried towards the square.

Meanwhile, in front of the Goddess statue in the square.

A white shadow quickly solidified. An aged figure appeared less than ten meters in front of Eleanor.

Upon seeing this figure, Eleanor quickly knelt down. A hoarse, monstrous sound came from beneath her mask: “Your Holiness the Holy Mother Pope, servant of the Goddess.”

The Pope calmly looked at Eleanor. After a long while, she turned her gaze to the black-robed figures behind her.

She gently tapped the ground with the end of her scepter and said, “Eleanor, you are nearing the edge of losing control again… Can you tell me what happened? Who are they?”

The Pope could discern that those black-robed figures were not transcendents under her command, nor were they from the Judicator’s Court.

And in the center of those people, directly beneath the Goddess statue, a red-haired young girl was holding up her wrist, calmly watching the blood continuously flow downwards from her wrist.

The blood dripping onto the ground was as if it had a life of its own. It formed fine lines of blood, quickly arranging themselves on the stone-paved ground and the meticulously manicured lawn.

This gave her a subtle, bad premonition.

“I might have… seen the true Goddess, Holy Mother Pope…”

Eleanor, still half-kneeling, looked up. Her crimson pupils, with a hint of fanaticism, looked towards the Pope. “The Divine Advent Church might be right. They really summoned a divine servant. They really awakened the Goddess…”