The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch - Chapter 206

Only after Windsor left the underground collection room did Lafayette look at the table. She didn’t continue doing anything. She just sat quietly, as if waiting for someone.

After a while, the wall in the corner of the collection room slowly turned. A tall figure with white hair and a mask emerged from inside and walked slowly to Lafayette.

“Heh heh heh… Your Excellency Forte… Why are you here to see me today…”

Lafayette looked up at Forte and asked with a chuckle.

“You can’t leave yet, Lafayette.”

Forte lowered his eyes and looked at Lafayette, who was sitting on the stool. “The spread of the secret arts must be advanced.”

“Starting with the attendants of the Church of the God of Order?”

Lafayette looked at Forte. The smile on her face slightly faded. “Are you in a hurry?”

“The Keyman is not necessarily under the control of the Society of Merriment. We must prepare for the risk of negotiations breaking down with the Society of Merriment.”

Forte raised his hand. His long fingers gently tapped the table. “We may face a joint attack from the Church of the Savior Goddess and the Divine Advent Church. We must prepare in advance.”

“Heh heh… Have the people from the Church of the God of Order agreed?”

“Of course. After they saw this technology, they were captivated.”

Forte slightly nodded. “Absolute justice, absolute order. This is exactly what they seek.”

“As you arrange.”

Lafayette waved her hand, seemingly not wanting to continue chatting with Forte. “I need to continue my experiment.”

“Then I won’t disturb you.”

Forte also seemed not to mind Lafayette’s attitude and turned to leave.

Meanwhile, in the palace’s back garden.

Windsor walked ahead with a dejected expression. Ciel followed behind her, asking knowingly, “Your Highness Windsor, where are we going?”

“The back garden…” Windsor’s voice was weak.

Just thinking that she couldn’t do anything even if she went into the sunroom, she felt that there was nothing left to do.

Ciel could also clearly feel the unconcealed sense of dejection in Windsor’s tone. At this moment, she summoned the system in her mind and glanced at the remaining time.

Still nearly 1 hour… The conversation in the reception room and going to the basement only took 1 hour.

If she were to take action in advance, could she survive for 1 hour under Forte?

Ciel felt it was unlikely.

She didn’t know what Lafayette had said to Windsor when she was asked to stay behind just now. But now, Ciel had to find a way to take action—even if Windsor didn’t make a move against her.

Walking along the familiar green path, Ciel saw the steel-framed glass “birdcage” before her, the place where she had been confined in the simulation.

Seeing the sunroom before her, Windsor seemed to be in a better mood. She pushed open the door, turned to Ciel, and invited, “Please come in. How is it? This is where I usually relieve stress. I also designed it myself.”

“Mm… An impressive room, Your Highness Windsor.”

Ciel didn’t have a good impression of this place, but at this moment, she had to force herself to compliment it.

At this moment, Ciel once again felt a familiar gaze—this time, Ciel directly turned her head and looked at the newcomer. Then she quickly lowered her gaze.

It was Forte, wearing a mask on his face.

Windsor saw Ciel turn around and followed her gaze to look behind her. The moment she saw Forte, she quickly walked to the doorway and directly blocked in front of Forte.

“Please stop, Your Excellency Forte… I believe I did not invite you.”

Windsor’s tone was impolite. She seemed to have a natural dislike for men, even if the other party was Forte.

“Your Highness Windsor, I just came to see Lafayette and happened to pass by. I came to say goodbye to you.”

Forte slightly bowed before Windsor, then looked in Ciel’s direction.

This young girl with her head lowered… always gave Forte a bad feeling, but he couldn’t quite pinpoint what it was.

However, he didn’t have the intention of talking to the red-haired young girl. Seeing that she didn’t intend to make eye contact with him, he just chatted with Windsor for a few minutes, then said goodbye and left.

Forte left…

This was good news for Ciel.

After Forte left, Windsor asked the maid to bring pastries and milk tea drinks. She placed them on the round table in the glass sunroom, preparing to chat with Ciel for a while longer before finding an excuse to send Ciel away.

Although she really wanted to keep Ciel here forever right now, she had to obey her teacher.

“So, Ciel, what are your plans next… Ciel?”

Windsor chatted casually, but she suddenly realized that Ciel hadn’t responded to her for a long time.

Windsor looked up, only to find Ciel’s eyes fixed on the door of the glass room.

Seemingly hearing her question, Ciel slowly turned her gaze to Windsor.

A faint fear rose in Windsor’s heart.

“Ci… Ciel?”

Ciel in front of her seemed like a completely different person. A hint of killing intent was revealed in her dark blue pupils.

The sound of Forte’s carriage was fading away… It had been a few minutes since he left…

Buzz—

Silver light flashed in Ciel’s hand. She almost instantly stood up, leaped over the table, and, with a skill and agility impossible for a “Detective,” stepped onto the table and pounced on Windsor.

Windsor’s pupils slightly constricted. She hadn’t even had time to scream when her throat was pierced by a gunblade.

Pffft—

Blood gushed from Windsor’s throat.

Thud—

Ciel landed, supporting Windsor’s shoulder, preventing her from falling forward and overturning the table. Windsor was quickly, just like that, brought down to the ground by Ciel.

Ciel didn’t hesitate for a moment. She rushed towards the door with the knife. The personal maid standing at the door sensed movement opening the door behind her. Just as she turned her head, her mouth was covered by a hand.

Ciel covered her mouth, dragging the maid, who was struggling with kicking legs, into the glass room.

Silver light flashed. The 【Deadly Blood Roland】 in her hand disappeared. She skillfully took out one of the bottles of tranquilizer Lafayette had given her. She flicked off the stopper with one hand and forcefully poured a few drops into the corner of the maid’s mouth.

Instantly, the maid, who had been struggling violently just a moment ago, stopped moving, as if anesthetized. In just two seconds, she fell into unconsciousness.

Ciel released her grip on the maid and let her fall onto the carpet. Then she grabbed her by the collar and threw her directly onto the bed.

Next, Ciel walked towards Windsor, who was twitching on the ground and trying to crawl away. She bent down, grabbed her ankle, and dragged her towards the bed.

“Gurgle… cough…”

Windsor felt her body temperature constantly draining away. Her fingernails desperately tried to cling to the carpet, but this subtle struggle was useless. Her body was lifted into the air and thrown onto the bed.

Windsor, lying on the bed, her eyes wide with shock, looked at Ciel in disbelief.

She wanted to ask why, but fear and pain had already left her with no strength to cry out.