The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch - Chapter 245

At the earliest on the 20th, at the latest on the 21st.

This is the time Percy arrives in Ansu City, and also something Ciel had asked Tara about before.

That is to say, tomorrow at the earliest, she will meet with Percy.

Ciel must kill Forte once as soon as possible, and cannot do it herself. She must let others—preferably Pope Erigma of the Church of the God of Order—do it.

This way, it can leave Forte with incorrect information, and also have the minimal impact on her subsequent plans.

“Lord Ciel… Do you need your servant for something?”

Tara lowered her head slightly before Ciel and asked respectfully.

“Wait a moment.”

Ciel opened the system panel and looked at the simulation interface at this moment.

【Future Days: 1 Day (Holy Year 741, July 20th, 6:58 PM) (Cost: 10 Fate Points)】

【Past Days: 4 Days (Holy Year 741, July 15th, 7:15 PM) (Cost: 10 Fate Points)】

One day later and four days ago.

These are very close dates, and during these time points I was in Ansu City… There is no fundamental difference between the two.

Ciel had no intention of running a simulation. She had to do some preparation work before Percy arrived.

Ciel had no doubt that she could kill Forte, but the key point was how she should accurately locate the place where Forte was after rewinding, and it must be the precise location coordinates, without any deviation.

This is where the difficulty lies.

Because in reality, it is impossible for Ciel to control all of Forte’s movements at all times. Her intelligence network has not reached this level yet.

Therefore, she must utilize everyone she can to ensure that after time rewinds, she can immediately obtain the coordinates of Forte’s location.

Thus far, the person Ciel is confident she can control, and who is closest to Forte, is Lafayette.

But to control Lafayette, Ciel must cooperate with Avena—at least, that’s how it was done in the simulation.

“Prepare the carriage. Let’s go to Avena’s place.”

Ciel spoke.

This matter must first be discussed with Avena, and it must be her.

Because Lafayette is currently living in the basement of Windsor’s home, in order to meet Lafayette, one must go to Windsor Palace.

In the previous simulation, Ciel went to Windsor Palace with Avena, and Ciel happened to encounter Forte in the basement.

It is impossible for her to go directly to Forte’s secret room through the hidden passage in the washroom. If she were to encounter Forte this way, Ciel would be completely unable to excuse her intrusive behavior.

Thus, Ciel must ensure that at the time of going to Windsor Palace, Forte is currently active at some public appearance outside, reducing the probability of her encountering him.

Regarding Forte’s whereabouts when attending public events, it is better to ask Avena than to ask Windsor.

“All right.”

Tara accepted the order and went downstairs to help Ciel prepare the carriage.

Meanwhile, Ciel also took this time to change out of her uniform, putting on a dress that was relatively plain—compared to the other clothes Avena had picked out for her.

It is now six-thirty in the evening. Avena is likely still busy meeting with other nobles or wealthy merchants. Afterall, she just moved into her new house in advance, and she is preparing to hold a banquet on the 21st. Therefore, there would definitely be many people wanting to visit and build connections at this time.

But it doesn’t matter. Ciel can wait until deep into the night.

After Ciel and Tara got into the carriage together, the coachman drove the carriage towards Avena’s mansion.

Avena’s residence is very close to Ciel’s, just a few minutes’ walk, but Ciel still chose to take a carriage—the Nemesis stacking was too much earlier. Ciel didn’t want any passersby to be scared into having health problems by just one look from her, causing unnecessary chaos.

Soon, the carriage stopped at the entrance of Avena’s mansion. Ciel looked out through the glass carriage window. There were quite a number of carriages parked at the entrance of Avena’s house.

Servants were still decorating the exterior walls of the building. Many people’s carriages were just parked outside like that. They seemed to be queuing up to introduce themselves to the butler at the entrance.

There were few nobles among these people; they were mostly wealthy merchants. They all seemed to be here to discuss cooperation matters with Avena.

A servant stopped at the carriage door. Tara, in a maid’s uniform, opened the carriage door. After getting out and talking with the other party for a while, she got back into the carriage, closed the door, looked at Ciel, and said:

“Lord Ciel, those people all seem to be here to request a meeting with Miss Avena. It seems they need to wait in line…”

Ciel shook her head and said, “It’s alright. Let them queue.”

The servants and butlers Avena has hired are all new. It’s normal that they don’t recognize Ciel. Ciel also had no intention of doing anything to attract attention. It was fine to just slowly wait in line for a servant to go in and announce her arrival.

Ciel could also make good use of this time to continue refining some of the plans in her mind.

Knock knock knock——

But just then, there was a knock on the carriage door.

Ciel slowly opened her eyes and glanced at Tara before her.

“Please wait a moment, Lord Ciel.”

Tara slightly lowered her head. After speaking softly to Ciel, she pushed open the carriage door and looked at the middle-aged man in a splendid evening gown who had knocked.

“May I help you?”

Tara slightly frowned, looking at the newcomer. She seemed angered by the other party’s behavior of disturbing Ciel.

“Oh, a feisty little one.”

The man chuckled, considering himself very humorous. Then his gaze swept towards Ciel, who was resting with her eyes closed inside the carriage, and his eyes lit up slightly.

“Do you need something?”

The man’s gaze made Tara narrow her eyes. She immediately stood up to block him in front of Ciel, looked at the man, and demanded, “Please withdraw your rude gaze.”

Tara’s height allowed her to stand up in the carriage as well, just by slightly bending her waist.

“Hey, don’t be nervous,”

The man waved his hand repeatedly and stated his purpose, “I would like to ask, is this young lady a friend of Miss Roswell?”

“Yes, why?”

Ciel’s voice came from behind Tara.