The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch - Chapter 214

Cold, dark, smell of blood.

Ciel slowly opened her eyes. As far as her eyes could see, she could only see the gradually dissipating system panel. There was nothing else.

And the number displayed on the system panel before her made Ciel’s breathing hitch slightly.

Her arrival was 16 days earlier than expected.

Her simulated self… died?

What did her simulated self do that led to death? And where is she now?

Even as a sub-system, her simulated self’s combat power wasn’t something ordinary transcendents could compare to, was it?

That brain? The Church of the God of Order? Forte? Or did she go to see Grand Princess Vitalis…?

Questions one after another flooded Ciel’s mind.

But what she needed to figure out most now was, where exactly was she?

She could feel herself lying on a soft mattress, but the space around her was a little cramped and narrow.

Ciel directly reached out and tentatively felt forward. Soon, she touched the top.

Her hand met the slightly cold touch of wood. Gently stroking it, she could feel the exquisite carvings on the wood.

This couldn’t be…

Ciel groped around. Soon, she confirmed it.

She was trapped in a rectangular wooden box, and it was a very luxurious bed of rest…

To put it simply, it was a coffin.

Ciel tried to push forward with both hands, slowly applying force, but she couldn’t move it at all.

Has she been buried?

Wait, when her simulated self was buried, she was still alive?

Why was she buried alive? If she was buried alive… then she should have left something behind…

The space inside the coffin was limited. Ciel began to grope little by little in the narrow space. She didn’t try to break open the coffin, because Ciel didn’t know what the situation outside was like.

She turned over and searched every inch of the place she had been resting her head, but she didn’t find anything. She even pulled up the mattress and took out some of the down, but there was nothing hidden inside.

Fortunately, Ciel’s body was relatively small, which allowed her to turn around inside the narrow coffin.

When she used her body’s flexibility to turn around, in the place where her feet were resting earlier, she finally felt something wrapped in thick cloth strips.

Burial items?

Ciel fumbled in the dark, carefully unwrapping the cloth bundle. By feeling the shape of the items inside, she quickly figured out what they were.

A small kerosene lamp, a box of matches, a notebook, and two bottles.

Ciel lightly shook the matches, confirming the matchbox was full. She fumbled out a match and directly struck it against the abrasive surface outside the matchbox. The red phosphorus on the match head ignited.

The faint firelight illuminated everything around Ciel. She quickly identified the items before her eyes.

After the match went out, Ciel waited for another ten seconds in the quiet space, confirming there was no sound outside. She opened the lampshade, lit a match again, and lit the wick of the kerosene lamp. Then she covered the lampshade, adjusting the flame to be as small as possible to avoid quickly consuming the limited oxygen inside the coffin.

By the dim light of the lamp, Ciel quickly opened the notebook before her and looked at what was recorded inside.

On the flyleaf of the notebook, there was some additional writing, like preliminary notes.

【When you see this, it means I am dead. There are a few pieces of information you can quickly confirm】

【Eleanor is not a problem; Edward is just a puppet; the death of the Saintess of the Church of the Savior Goddess is related to the Church of the God of Order; Adele doesn’t know the brain’s purpose; Ashford is still alive, and he knows】

【Be careful of the Pharos Medical Association】

【If, after reading all this, no one comes to cause trouble… then continue reading】

It was clear that her simulated self had used the most concise language to leave her the most important pieces of information. Her simulated self even seemed to think she wouldn’t have time to read the rest of the information.

Ciel paused her actions slightly and held her breath.

Besides the sound of the flame burning, she still didn’t hear any other sound.

Never mind. It’s alright if she doesn’t survive this simulation. Collect the information first.

Ciel no longer had any reservations and quickly began to flip through the notebook in her hand.

As Ciel read through the recorded content of the notebook page by page, she finally understood what had happened in the ten short days of the simulation.

The moment her simulated self realized she had entered the simulation, she had already taken action.

First, she immediately had Tara contact the members of the Divine Advent Church in Ansu City who had high noble status and gathered them. This was a considerable force that could be utilized.

Then, after discussing the banquet time with Avena, her simulated self directly had Tara take Amy to the Archbishop’s Palace of the Church of the Savior Goddess, while she herself disguised as Tara’s attendant, providing support from the side.

This was to observe from close range whether Tara could accomplish all of this on her own without her influence.

After all, contacting Eleanor must ultimately happen in reality. Although she had contacted her once in the simulation, and Tara and Amy had contacted her once, it wouldn’t hurt to try more.

The mission of contacting Eleanor went very smoothly. Especially when Eleanor triggered Amy’s divine servant protection, Eleanor directly acclaimed Amy as a true Saintess.

Although she still hadn’t completely changed her view of the Divine Advent Church, she was exceptionally obedient to Amy’s commands.

It seems that seeing a divine servant and seeing a Grim Worm had different weight in the eyes of this “Grim Worm Missionary.”

Her simulated self didn’t make any further attempts. If it was tested in this simulation, and just Amy alone couldn’t make Eleanor completely loyal, then Ciel would have to personally step in next time.

After temporarily settling matters with Eleanor, her simulated self began to focus on preparing for the banquet on the 21st.