The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch - Chapter 238

Her simulated self had already arranged everything properly.

The accompanying personnel, aside from Nia, also included Lucy. These two would protect the safety of the others. Basically, nothing could happen to them outside.

Ciel in the simulation had also instructed Lucy that if the “Strong Luck Coin” landed on tails, she should stay as far away from the others as possible.

In Ansu City now, Ciel basically had no worries.

Fortunately, Adele wouldn’t know that she and Ciel had researched and created such a thing… But if she were to drink the “Source of Cholera” potion later, Adele would definitely be surprised to find how the potion instantly dissolved in her mouth.

Of course, Adele would definitely not drink this thing.

Everything was ready. All that was left was for her to ignite it all…

Her simulated self had prepared several detonation routes, and Ciel at this moment was located in the middle of these routes.

Ciel in the simulation had handed the choice to Ciel who had arrived in the Future Days simulation.

Ciel thought for a moment and narrowed down the several detonation routes to two.

The slum area of the Holy Church District in the East District, or the St. Abbey Garden Market in the Westminster District of the West District.

One side was a gathering place for low-level laborers with extremely high population density, poor and crowded; while the other side was Ansu’s largest wholesale market for fruits, vegetables, flowers, and daily necessities, adjacent to entertainment venues such as the Royal Opera House, a social hub that was “day and night without cease”.

Ciel thought for only a moment and then decided on the destination.

To the Garden Market in the West District.

Ansu City’s high-level forces were basically concentrated in the Westminster District. Even if the peripheral infection fully broke out, the Westminster District would use Vitalis Palace and a few Holy Sees as strongholds, forming a defensive net to resist the infected from outside.

But if it were to break out directly from within the Westminster District and then spread outwards… it would maximize the potential for infection.

If the Westminster District was breached by infection, it meant the entire Ansu had fallen.

“Let’s go, Tara.”

Ciel looked up into the rainy night, towards the brightly lit Westminster District not far away. The towering clock tower was like a beacon, pointing the way for Ciel…

…

Ansu City West District, Westminster City, Royal Opera House.

A Pharos opera was being performed inside the theatre.

Pharos’s grand operas were generally characterized by their grand scenes and complex plots. Both Pharos’s language and culture had a profound influence in Ansu. Watching Pharos’s operas was also considered fashionable, elegant, and cultured by the upper class and middle class.

What was being performed on stage was 《The Prophet》. It was now the end of the opera. On the stage, amidst the flames and the sacred hymn sung loudly in Pharos language, the actor raised both arms and shouted, “My kingdom does not belong to this world!”, then was engulfed by flames.

The actor disappeared from the stage with the help of a lifting mechanism and red smoke.

The moment the stage fire gradually extinguished, in the royal box on the top floor, a young girl in a dark green velvet long dress slowly stood up and gently applauded.

“Absolutely brilliant.”

The young girl spoke calmly, then turned her gaze to the side and said slowly, “I’ve watched it. Can I leave now?”

“Indeed brilliant.”

The white-haired man wearing a white mask, who was being watched by the young girl, said with a smile, “You will still feel a connection to this kind of plot, won’t you?”

The destructive ending of this play subtly echoed the Ansu people’s fear of the Pharos Revolution. Nobles who could understand it would basically not applaud this play. This was a class instinct of vigilance.

“This is just an ordinary opera,”

The young girl raised her hand and lightly tapped her temple with her finger. “I was just bribed by the gunpowder and singing, just like all the audience below.”

“Stay, Princess Vitalis. Continuing to rush around is meaningless. We should have more exchanges.”

Forte spoke with a smile, seemingly wanting to get a little closer to the young girl before him.

Time passed day by day, but the Church of the Savior Goddess showed no signs of merging. The Keyman also seemed to have vanished into thin air. This made Forte feel as if he was enduring years in a single day.

If it were during normal times, without the reminder of the scar on his face, he would definitely have let Princess Vitalis leave on her own. But now the situation had changed. He had to eliminate all unstable factors.

He needed Vitalis to stay so that when things failed with Windsor, Vitalis could become a perfect replacement.

“I have my own pace.”

Vitalis shook her head and said, “I just came back to visit the Queen.”

“Following my pace, you can still perfectly complete the reconstitution ritual.”

Forte did not relent, seemingly determined to have the other party stay.

Vitalis just glanced at him expressionlessly, then directly stood up and walked towards the door, leaving the private box on her own.

Vitalis walked all the way down, thinking as she went.

Why… did Forte feel as if he had become a different person… His actions seemed to have lost the leisurely confidence he had before, the feeling of having everything under control. Instead, he had become irritable and quick-tempered.

Vitalis instinctively felt this was a bad omen, but there was nothing she could do to change it.

Forte’s behavior just now had clearly told her that she was surrounded by Forte’s people. It was impossible for Vitalis to leave Ansu City without Forte knowing.

The guards followed Princess Vitalis. After declining the nobles who came to chat, she walked directly downstairs. Only when she reached outside and breathed in the cool night air did the annoyance in Vitalis’s heart lessen somewhat.

A guard opened an umbrella for her. After Vitalis scanned her surroundings, a strange smell wafted into her nostrils.

This smell with a hint of rust… was somewhat like the smell of blood, but lighter.

She looked in the direction the smell came from and saw a noble man also standing at the theatre entrance, using a match to light the red cigarette he held in his mouth.

What kind of variety is this? After returning to Ansu from being away for a while, she seemed to see everyone in Ansu smoking this thing…

Is this some new kind of tobacco? The packaging looked quite exquisite.

“What is this, sir?”

Vitalis asked out of curiosity.

“This is… oh, Your Highness Princess!”

After the man saw Vitalis’s face clearly, he quickly bowed slightly to Vitalis, saluted, and said, “This is a red cigarette. It has the effect of refreshing the mind and invigorating the brain. I heard it can also purify impurities in the lungs and make the body healthier.”

“After smoking it for a few days, I did cough up all the dirty stuff from my lungs… This is something both the Church of the God of Order and the Church of the Savior Goddess are recommending. They also often give it out for free.”