The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch - Chapter 214

This was not Adele’s fault, because she was the one who had Adele take that brain to Ashford… Adele was the one who was implicated.

Her simulated self, realizing she was poisoned, directly chose to drink the “Coroner” potion—this was the path that allowed her to survive the longest in a severely injured or infected state.

The servants in Ciel’s home, not even Tara, were infected… This was a virus that could be controlled. Even the controller of the virus was observing Ciel’s every move.

Ciel had the uninfected Tara tell Avena about her infection with the deadly virus. She just instructed Avena not to come and to arrange for her to be buried as soon as possible.

On the 25th, Adele, infected with the unknown virus, died in Ciel’s home. She was unable to research an antidote.

On the 26th, her simulated self, who was on the verge of death, hid the notebook containing all the information, including some necessary items, in the coffin. As for herself, she used the “Coroner”‘s ability and the system skill “Concealment” to fake her death.

On the 27th, Ciel’s “death” was discovered by the servants.

On the 28th, the virus was completely unleashed. “Coroner” Ciel, who was lying in the coffin pretending to be dead, truly died in the coffin.

Someone, carrying a transcendent item similar to 【Gaze of Death Omen】, directly “detonated” the virus in Ciel’s body at the cemetery—this could be done not only by a sealed artifact, but a high-level “Poison Master” also had this ability.

[Translator’s Note: “Gaze of Death Omen”, or previously “Death Omen’s Gaze”, is the sealed artifact that Sherlon used to amplify the effect of the Dehydration Syndrome. I changed it for stylistic preference.]

Who was it?

Did they leave?

Ciel could almost certainly say that this was definitely someone from the Natura Medical Group.

Ciel wasn’t sure if the other party had left, or even if there were any virus remnants left in the coffin. She gently extinguished the kerosene lamp, allowing everything around her to return to darkness.

Before her, there were two bottles of potion.

These were prepared by her simulated self for her.

Tier 1 “Coroner” and Tier 2 “Queen Bee.”

These two bottles were potions that her simulated self had confirmed she could digest.

Tier 2 “Queen Bee” was the follow-up path to Tier 1 “Gardener.” The reconstitution ritual for “Gardener” was a bit too complicated for Ciel and took too long, so she planned to jump directly from Tier 1 “Coroner” to the adjacent Tier 2 “Queen Bee.”

The biggest possibility for this was that Ciel failed to complete the Tier 2 “Bone Sculptor” path and could only use this jumping method to avoid the difficult reconstitution ritual.

Even after jumping, Ciel could still choose to jump back to Tier 3 “Weaver” and directly return to the “Coroner” path, or she could continue to advance from Tier 2 “Queen Bee” to the next tier, “Red Dragon.”

[Translator’s Note: Yes, Red Dragon (红龙, hónglóng). It’s not a mistranslation.]

Ciel fumbled and picked up the bottle of “Coroner” potion.

As things stood, she could only drink the potion to protect herself for now…

The “Coroner”‘s skill in feigning death was still trustworthy.

Ciel directly consumed the “Coroner” potion.

Perhaps because she had consumed and even perfectly digested the “Coroner” potion before, she had no adverse reactions this time after drinking the “Coroner” potion. The potion quickly blended with her flesh and blood.

However, this time, even without the influence of the “Touch of Fate’s Betrayal,” Ciel’s hair and eye color still changed, becoming similar to the raven’s coloring, as if this had become a predetermined fate that could not be changed.

On other paths, Ciel had not felt this sensation. The influence of the “Touch of Fate’s Betrayal” had not disappeared for Ciel, even though the damaged item had been thrown into the Other Side by Ciel.

Despite Ciel significantly lowering her breathing rhythm, the air inside the coffin was still being consumed.

Ciel hesitated and directly reached out to touch the bottle of “Queen Bee” potion.

…

Roswell Family Cemetery.

Pitter-patter—

Ansu City’s perpetually gloomy sky seemed to be raining lightly all year round.

A figure wearing a black dress, holding a black umbrella, stood blankly before a new tombstone that had not yet been engraved. Her listless eyes stared at the grave before her.

“Miss Avena, please accept my condolences…”

Nia looked down at the black umbrella beside her. Although she couldn’t see Avena’s expression, the sound of each raindrop hitting the black umbrella was like the sound of a broken heart.

“I have done my best to secure this spot. You know, Miss Avena, outsiders cannot be buried here.”

Behind Nia, a figure wearing a black iron mask, with only their chin visible, slowly spoke.

“You can actually just keep quiet for now, Seraphim.”

Lucy beside her pressed down on her hat and said expressionlessly.

“Heh heh… You are being a bit aggressive, Director Lucy.”

Seraphim chuckled awkwardly. She indeed didn’t dare to offend this newly appointed Executive Director of Deton Group.

Among everyone present, the one who seemed most composed was a small green-haired girl wearing a maid outfit.

Mother Goddess is an omniscient, omnipotent being who is invincible throughout the universe and all timelines. How could She possibly die?

This must all be just a plan or a little mischievous prank of Mother Goddess.

Almost everyone who would mourn Ciel, except Amy who didn’t know about the news, was present, even including Isabella, whom she had only met once—at this moment, she was standing behind everyone, bowing her head in silence.

A gust of wind blew. The black umbrella in Avena’s hand was blown away. Rain hit her face, flowing down her cheeks.

Avena turned to look in Tara’s direction. Only after confirming Tara’s nonchalant expression again did the sadness in her heart ease slightly.

Ciel… said she believed her…

But Adele was truly dead…

Avena took a deep breath. She didn’t go back to pick up the black umbrella. She turned and said, “Let’s go.”

“Miss Avena, what have you decided about returning?” Seraphim asked directly behind Avena, seemingly not paying attention to the atmosphere.

“I will give you an answer within three days.” Avena did not turn back.

Three days time. If Ciel had not appeared, she would return to the Roswell family. Even if it meant burning herself out, she would use the firelight to expose that poisoning scum.

After everyone turned and followed Avena, Isabella mourned silently. She sighed softly, threw the white rose in her hand beside the tombstone, and slightly lowered her head.

The mysterious powerhouse she had wanted to interact with more had died inexplicably… This made Isabella feel very depressed. She felt as if any transcendent she came into contact with never had any good luck.

When could she embark on the path of transcendence herself…