The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch - Chapter 193

The muscles in the Pope’s face twitched slightly. Eleanor’s words were also heard by the Cardinals, Archbishops, Assistant Bishops, and Bishops who had arrived behind the Pope.

“Eleanor! How can you easily believe what those cultists from the Divine Advent Church say! Have you forgotten what they did for their so-called ‘Divine Advent’?! Wasn’t that what you hated the most?!”

“Eleanor! What are you doing!!!”

A golden-haired Cardinal wearing a white faceless mask quickly stepped forward, passing the Pope’s position. She looked at Eleanor, who was kneeling on the ground, and said angrily.

Eleanor was someone she had trained herself. She also knew how pure Eleanor’s character and faith were.

But the Cardinal couldn’t understand how, after just one morning apart, Eleanor seemed like a completely different person.

The golden-haired Cardinal looked up at the sacred Goddess statue. Its face was now painted with bizarre symbols in blood. The statue being desecrated like this made her feel an unprecedented rage.

“Move aside! Eleanor! Let me eliminate these heretics!”

Buzz—

The white-masked Cardinal suddenly raised her hand. A vast expanse of white shadows formed a sacred light barrier behind her. Countless sharp blades pierced through the light barrier and shot directly at the Divine Advent Church followers beneath the Goddess statue.

Boom—!

Eleanor, who was half-kneeling, suddenly raised her hand. A black spear traced a curved trajectory. A large area of black shadow quickly spread along the curve, like a black sky, blocking all the light blades.

“Lord Madeline…”

The violent tremor knocked the faceless mask off Eleanor’s face, revealing her skull-like head, which was covered in thorns and plates, as if from another planet.

She supported herself with the spear and slowly stood up. Her four-part lips parted. She spoke in a pleading tone: “Lord Madeline… I witnessed it. That was a power only deities possess. Please wait…”

“If her so-called miracle is merely a trick to deceive us, I will deal with them myself and then commit suicide to atone for my sins, falling into hell, never to ascend to Her kingdom for all eternity.”

Seeing that Eleanor had actually taken action to block her attack, Madeline took two steps back in shock and slowly said, “You’re insane… Eleanor… You have begun to resort to desperate measures…”

“I’m not insane!”

Eleanor seemed to have been struck where it hurt. She pointed her spear at Madeline and said, “The Goddess Herself chose me! It was my prayers day and night and my sincerity that moved Her! She heard and responded to me!”

At this moment, in the view of ordinary people, they couldn’t see the light barrier and the black barrier, but they could see Eleanor’s terrifying face. Some onlookers who were surrounding the area screamed and ran away. The Royal Guards also quickly aimed their guns at Eleanor.

“Eleanor…”

At this moment, the Pope slowly spoke, calling out to Eleanor, whose emotions were becoming unstable.

Upon hearing the Pope’s voice, the agitated Eleanor slowly calmed down and knelt before the Pope again: “Holy Mother Pope…”

“You have forgotten your original intention, child…”

The Pope slowly shook her head and said, “Even if you can truly summon a divine servant… what is the price? Widespread death? This completely contradicts our mission of saving the world…”

Hearing these words, Eleanor’s shoulders trembled. The black barrier behind her slowly faded. The black spear in her hand also began to dissipate.

“Stop, child. The Goddess will understand you…”

The Pope slowly shook her head and continued, “Selfish desire has already caused you to suffer the punishment of the potion. This time, perhaps it is just a test from Her.”

“Even if you cannot advance, you can still enter Her kingdom…”

“Nonsense! You old, harmful wretch!”

A delicate scolding voice rang out from behind Eleanor.

Tara glared at the Pope and shouted loudly, “The mission of saving the world?! Bah! Ask your conscience! Do you believe in your so-called Savior Goddess? Or do you believe in this old harridan?!”

“You don’t prioritize the Mother Goddess! Instead, you believe in so-called doctrines written by a usurper?! Weak doctrines only produce a bunch of weak failures! Look at yourselves! Look at this statue! She should be standing in the center of the square! Not having her place taken by the sculptures of the Church of the God of Order!”

“How dare you still sit in high positions and claim to be serving the Goddess?! How dare you?!”

The Pope’s gaze penetrated the gradually dissipating black barrier and looked at the small green-haired figure behind the black barrier.

“Tara…?”

A hint of sadness was in the Pope’s voice. “How did you become like this…?”

Tara completely ignored the Pope’s call. She fanatically waved her hands, continuing her passionate speech.

“The doctrines of the Church of the Savior Goddess! Should prioritize the Goddess! Prioritize the Mother Goddess! Think of the declaration of the Holy War era! We fought for the Mother Goddess’s awakening! Everything we did was for Her to descend upon the world!”

“It was by this will that we were able to gradually become strong! To survive the Holy War! Have seven hundred years of peace worn away your faith and will?! You are even about to lose North Ansu!?”

“I believe the ancestors would jump out of their coffins in anger when they see what you have done!”

Madeline: “Enough! Filth of the Divine Advent Church!”

Madeline roared angrily and was about to step forward to forcibly kill the green-haired girl.

But at this moment, a scepter blocked Madeline’s path.

“Wait…”

The Pope looked ahead.

She wasn’t looking at Eleanor, nor at Tara behind Eleanor, but at the figure beneath the Goddess statue, the figure with her back to the crowd.

Just now, that figure had flickered slightly before the Pope. The originally reddish curly hair that seemed to have been singed instantly twisted into black, with long straight blue hair at the ends. Even her aura had completely changed.

What kind of ability is this…?

And Ciel at this moment was slowly scanning her surroundings, muttering, “Why is there only so little blood…”

“How much longer do I have to wait…”

“Can’t I just prepare some blood beforehand and deal with this later at night… Why use the pocket watch…”

Saying these few words seemed to have used up all her strength. She slowly raised her hand and looked at the emerald ring on her left hand.

This thing draws blood quickly.

“Two, five, one, zero… Even draining me completely wouldn’t produce enough flesh…”

“You, come here.”

Ciel beckoned to a Divine Advent Church member nearby, took off the ring, and handed it to the other party.

“Here, put it on, aim it at…”

Ciel gestured at a position just below her chest and said, “Aim it here, and use the ring…”

“Uh… me!? Okay…”

The High Priestess who was called out took the ring with trepidation. After putting it on, she aimed it at the location Ciel had marked and slowly activated the ring.

The blood in her arm was quickly drained. A green light accompanied by a buzzing sound directly cut through Ciel just below her heart, instantly slicing Ciel into two pieces horizontally.

Large amounts of blood spurted out. Pain accompanied by a cold drowsiness washed over Ciel.

Cutting her wrist and severing the artery would release more blood, but this method was much faster… and she could get some sleep.