The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch - Chapter 217

“Control Isabella to test the waters with Avena, see if she has any plans… Also, have others keep watching Lucy. She is very close to Avena and Ciel…”

“Yes, Lord Poison Master.”

In the dark alley, the middle-aged man before Mond received the order and left. Only after he was gone did Mond slowly sigh.

At this moment, her face was lined with wrinkles. Her hooked nose, combined with her somewhat somber eyes and proper attire, made her look like a melancholic male noble. Her Adam’s apple and flat chest left her without any hint of feminine characteristics.

This was the appearance she used when meeting her subordinates. For her subordinates from the Society of Merriment, she would only personally meet with one absolutely loyal subordinate and have him issue commands on her behalf.

This was a seasoned transcendent. He also carried a poison Mond had given him. As long as he wasn’t instantly killed or controlled, this subordinate could immediately trigger the poison to melt himself, leaving no corpse behind. Within 10 seconds, only a pool of pus and blood would remain.

After slightly loosening her collar, Mond took a deep breath, easing her somewhat agitated emotions.

She absolutely hated this feeling of losing control over things. Mond had to regain control of everything as soon as possible.

Furthermore, since earlier, she had constantly felt as if something was watching her. Every clump of flowers and plants by the roadside and every insect and animal made her feel as if she was being monitored.

She knew this must be her being too paranoid… Fred was dealt with by her immediately after he reported the information to her. Not even a corpse was left. Let alone someone being able to obtain his memories.

All the current tension was just her scaring herself.

Currently, Mond was completely in the dark. She only needed to expose the Keyman and resolve this unstable element… In extreme circumstances, she could even directly dissolve the Keyman.

Her plan could not afford to fail. There would not be another opportunity like this, a perfect chance where even killing tens of thousands of people would go unnoticed.

One must know that the minimum requirement for the reconstitution of “Source of Cholera” was merely to kill ten thousand people with a plague.

Just as she was about to reach the alley entrance, a figure completely shrouded in black robes, wearing a raven mask, happened to walk into the alley.

Raven mask… Someone from the Redemption Society?

Mond showed no expression. She just slightly turned to the side, making a little room for the black-robed figure, and brushed past them.

Besides the Keyman, the only one who could quickly disrupt her plan was the Redemption Society. However, fortunately, the Redemption Society had been entangled in too many matters recently. They were likely already like startled birds now, not daring to make any rash moves.

But the moment they brushed past each other, an indescribable smell of decay came from beside her.

Mond slightly frowned.

This was the smell of a corpse… This smell was very familiar to her. It wasn’t something that could be covered up by any simple perfume.

But she didn’t say anything. She just walked away like a normal passerby. During this time, she had to reduce her outings.

But just as she was about to reach the alley entrance, two more black-robed figures wearing masks walked in directly. They walked side by side, almost blocking the alley entrance. They continuously closed in on Mond, showing no intention of moving aside.

Something is wrong…

“Excuse me, could you please move aside?”

Mond spoke slowly, her voice magnetic and deep.

But the two black-robed figures before her acted as if they hadn’t heard Mond at all. They just continued to approach on their own.

“What is wrong with you?”

Mond cursed and walked forward, forcefully pushing the two people aside and passing between them.

But the next moment, four or five black-robed figures slowly walked into the alley, stopping directly at the alley entrance.

The black-robed figures behind them also stopped. They turned and looked at Mond, silently watching her.

A strange atmosphere spread through the dark alley.

A strong smell of decay filled Mond’s nostrils. Her brows were tightly furrowed.

This is bad.

She suddenly raised her hand. Clutched in her hand was a potion bottle, only about the thickness of a finger, filled with grayish-white powder resembling ash.

Mond directly threw the potion bottle at the wall beside her. A large amount of gray mist surged out, almost instantly filling the entire alley entrance.

“Why are you being so secretive!”

She flicked her right hand forward. The scattered dust quickly stuck to the entire bodies of all the black-robed figures. As she slowly clenched her right hand, the poison was rapidly accelerated.

Thick white smoke rose from the black-robed figures’ clothes. Their robes and masks were rapidly corroded, but their skin was not harmed at all.

Soon, the mask of the foremost black-robed figure shattered and fell off. Dozens of rat heads, only slightly larger than a thumb, opened their bloodshot eyes and stared into Mond’s eyes. Countless fleshy tendrils, like rat tails, wriggled frantically around their mouths and chins.

Their clothes were completely corroded, revealing their pale and decaying bodies. An unbearable stench assailed her.

Even Mond, who had seen countless corpses and created a plague that killed over ten thousand people, couldn’t help but feel her stomach churn at the sight of these “people.”

What kind of monsters are these?!

Did the Keyman do this?!

This is Ansu City! Do they not want to get along here either?!

That’s why lunatics are the most troublesome!

But it’s useless… These are just monsters stitched together from corpses…

“Compound 29,” which could erode human flesh, had already quietly spread. This was a highly concealed virus Mond had created specifically for human flesh and blood.

Just a slight detonation…

Crack crack—

The body of the monster standing at the front began to rapidly dissolve. Its head had already disintegrated into a pool of rotten blood. Rat heads, raven feathers, and rat tails fell off in clumps.

But at this moment, the flesh and blood beneath the monster’s skin began to rapidly swell, forming lumps.

Pop—

A lump burst open. Countless maggots, ants, poisonous bees, and flies surged out of the corpse.

Pop pop—

Almost all of the monsters’ flesh and blood were bursting inch by inch. Large numbers of insects crawled out from inside, covering the alley in front and behind.

Buzz—

A dense sound of flapping wings echoed in the alley. Countless flying insects immediately swarmed towards Mond.

“Damn it!!!”

It’s “Queen Bee”!