The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch - Chapter 241

Closer… and more people?

Charles took a deep breath. At this moment, he could only feel a complete sense of absurdity.

Ansu, the place where Forte had established countless foundations over a hundred years, would actually fall into such a state of near destruction for such an absurd reason…

Even if Ansu City resolved the crisis this time, the colonies controlled by Ansu and the territories it had annexed before might also face independence wars, especially the oppressed North Ansu…

“What exactly do you want? Is it just a reconstitution ritual?”

Charles knew that Ansu’s decline and fall were only a matter of time, and he implicitly felt that Forte might truly be unable to contend with this unpredictable young girl before him.

“You want to negotiate? Now?”

Ciel was a little confused. She had thought Charles would be more angry and would have broken out into a fight with Eleanor and Percy.

“Many members of my family serve in the Queen’s Sword. I can have them retreat directly back to the family.”

Charles slowly said, “But on one condition, your virus cannot spread towards the territories of the Roswell family and Vitalis Palace. I need to ensure the safety of the Queen.”

Charles…

Is he seeking peace?

What frightened him?

Overlimit Nemesis? Or the crimson pathogen?

“The Church of the God of Order and the Church of the Savior Goddess have both tightened their defenses,”

Charles slowly said, “I don’t need to risk my life for Forte.”

The Roswell family itself survived in the cracks between the Church of the God of Order and the royal family. Since the Church of the God of Order had openly stated they would secretly assist this poisoner, Charles would definitely not risk his life fighting Ciel for Forte.

And his purpose seemed to be only to protect the Queen’s life.

Does he no longer want to be caught in the middle? Does he want to replace Forte’s position? Become the “Regent” behind Ansu?

Ciel could only say that this was indeed someone who could lead an entire family to survive in the cracks between two major forces. While being cautious, his courage was also extraordinary.

If Ciel truly agreed to Charles’s condition, then he would preserve his strength, just like the Church of the God of Order, while Forte’s influence would definitely be greatly weakened by this incident.

At that time, who would be in charge of Ansu might no longer be something Forte could control. It would either be this young girl before him or the Church of the God of Order.

And the strength Charles preserved allowed him to maintain the confidence to negotiate.

If he had foolishly gone to help Forte and fought fiercely against Ciel with his own forces, in the end, his family would have suffered heavy casualties, and he wouldn’t even be certain of surviving himself.

The Church of the God of Order, having preserved its strength, would directly devour his family… At that time, Ansu might directly become a country solely controlled by religion.

He had never been protecting Forte, but the Queen, the core of this nation.

Moreover, Charles also had confidence that the other party would accept his proposal.

Unless it was someone with a deep-seated hatred for the Ansu royal family, or a lunatic, no one would want to add another Tier 4 enemy who would affect their reconstitution ritual.

Ciel looked up at Charles atop the high tower and slowly said, “A very good proposal…”

“However, I refuse.”

“The Church of the God of Order is retreating, and the Church of the Savior Goddess is also retreating…”

“If all of you also retreat…”

“Where will I make up for the number of deaths I need?”

Most members of the Roswell family are on the “Detective” path. Ciel’s purpose for this trip was to earn Fate Points. Let alone them, Ciel even wanted to find opportunities to kill people from the Church of the Savior Goddess and the Church of the God of Order.

Therefore, Ciel would not agree to Charles’s proposal.

Ciel slowly said, “Percy, go ahead. Leave him barely alive for me.”

She couldn’t beat him, but she could finish him off, right?

Ciel had no feelings for Charles whatsoever. Although he was Avena’s relative, he showed no attitude of kinship towards Avena. On the contrary, he helped the people of the Church of the God of Order kidnap Nia.

Ciel naturally wouldn’t be polite to him.

Percy obeyed. Without hesitation, she transformed into a white shadow and rushed straight to the high tower. At the same time, a white celestial curtain also unfolded in the shadows of the high tower.

Eleanor also didn’t stand idly by. She directly raised her hand. On the side that the white curtain didn’t cover, a black curtain directly covered it. The black and white shadow curtains enveloped Duke Charles.

A battle between Tier 4s unfolded inside.

Ciel turned around.

The troop of knights and musicians from before were now completely infected and assimilated by the bloody mycelium, turning into hideous high-level monsters. At Ciel’s beckoning, those monsters in broken armor came to Ciel’s side.

Where is Tara?

Ciel looked for traces of Tara. She found that Tara was sitting against the wall outside the Archbishop’s residence, staring blankly in Ciel’s direction. She seemed completely lost in thought and didn’t even notice that she was sitting in a puddle.

Ciel frowned slightly.

Just now, during the Overlimit Nemesis… was Tara also looking into my eyes?

Ciel walked to the foot of the broken wall and directly reached out to pick up the light Tara, preventing her from being affected by the aftermath of the battle.

She led the troop of monsters away from the Archbishop’s residence, preparing to calmly observe the changes over there.

Meanwhile, Tara, who was still being carried by Ciel, seemed to have recovered. She slowly looked up at Ciel. Upon realizing that she was being held by Ciel, she nervously reached out and tugged at Ciel’s collar. Her slender legs began to wiggle.

Sensing Tara’s struggle, Ciel slightly bent down and placed Tara on the ground. She asked, “What’s wrong? Are you alright?”

“No… Nothing…”

Tara pulled at her skirt, keeping her head down, not daring to meet Ciel’s gaze. “Tara is dirty. She will dirty Lord Ciel’s body…”

“It’s just rain.”

Ciel shook her hand, seeming unconcerned.

But Tara opened her mouth, and in the end, didn’t dare to say anything.

Just now, when she was looking directly into Lord Ciel’s eyes, that extreme fear that felt like it would drive her mad, seemed to have made her…

Wet herself…