The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch - Chapter 251

“Your Holiness, Eleanor from the Judicator’s Court requests an audience.”

“Oh? Her? Why?”

In the Pope’s private prayer room, Henry knelt before the damaged armor, saying in a low voice, “She did not state her purpose… However, she has brought three people, saying that one of them wishes to reach an agreement for cooperation with Your Holiness.”

“Cooperation?”

The Pope slowly rose from kneeling. Before her, on the mural illuminated by flickering candlelight, a blurry, sacred pure white armor was depicted.

“I wasn’t aware that we and the Church of the Savior Goddess had anything we could cooperate on… Don’t the people from the Judicator’s Court refer to us as heretics?”

The Pope’s tone sounded somewhat indifferent. She shook her head and said, “Tell her I am praying. Let’s arrange another time.”

“Yes…”

Henry lowered his head and said softly, “It seems related to the Other Side…”

“Hmm?”

The Pope stopped walking and turned back to look at Henry, who was still kneeling.

After a while, she walked back to her original position, sat directly on the cushion on the floor, and said, “Bring them in.”

“Yes, Your Holiness.”

Henry nodded and quickly stood up, leaving the Pope’s private prayer room. He hurried along the corridor and went downstairs.

In less than three minutes, there was another knock on the door of the prayer room.

“Your Holiness, they have arrived.”

“Please come in.”

The heavy iron door was slowly opened. The Pope slowly raised her head and looked at the newcomers.

To her surprise, the one standing at the front was not the Tier 4 transcendent from the Judicator’s Court, but a red-haired young girl she did not recognize…

Her eyes…

The dark green flames in the Pope’s eye sockets flickered slightly. She was somewhat stunned—as she looked at the young girl, for a moment, she felt as if she was looking directly at an Other Side node.

Instantly, the Pope straightened her body slightly. The feeling from that instant was enough for her to take this meeting seriously.

The iron door was slowly closed, blocking out all outside sounds. For a moment, the private prayer room was so quiet that only the sound of breathing could be heard.

“Please sit,”

The Pope slowly raised her hand, pointing to the iron cushions before her, and said.

“Although I do question whether you are qualified for cooperation.”

Ciel did not act courteously. She stepped onto the carpet and walked towards the Pope, sitting directly opposite her.

“I know what you are looking for.”

Before the Pope could even speak, Ciel directly said, “I can help you.”

“Tara.”

Ciel slightly raised her hand towards Tara behind her. Tara quickly stepped forward and handed the notebook to Ciel.

Ciel did not speak. She simply quickly drew something in the notebook with her pen.

A simplified blood ritual array gradually took shape under Ciel’s pen. Beside the blood ritual array, Ciel also drew a simplified armor.

It wasn’t that Ciel didn’t want to draw clearly, but when Ciel herself recalled it, the details of the armor would also be blurred or disappear completely—it seemed its very existence interfered with others’ memories.

Even so, the armor in Ciel’s drawing was clearer than the mural not far behind her.

Rip——

Ciel directly tore off that page. With a casual reach of her hand, she offered it to the Pope of the Church of the God of Order before her.

The Pope remained composed. She was not angered by Ciel’s somewhat rude behavior. Instead, she took the paper and quickly scanned it.

Green flames flickered in the eye sockets of the old armor. Pope Erigma slowly looked up at the young girl before her.

The young girl just looked at Erigma like that. The pure white armor in the mural behind the young girl became her backdrop, seemingly standing behind the young girl, protecting her.

This is… the Other Side node, and the entity within the node…

What’s going on?!

This is the deepest secret of the Church of the God of Order. There are no more than ten people who know about it, and they are all high-ranking officials of the Church of the God of Order, with absolute loyalty to the church.

Even among those people, only two or three have seen the Other Side node, and they are all the Pope’s confidantes. It is impossible for them to betray her.

The crucial point is… the image the young girl drew is even more complete than all the information they have gathered.

“How do you know these secrets?”

Erigma’s tone was serious. She placed the paper in her hand on the ground and looked at Ciel, demanding to know, “Who did you capture? What are you trying to do?”

Immediately, the Pope assumed that people from the Judicator’s Court had captured one of her confidantes and were interrogating them.

The smell of gunpowder in the private prayer room began to thicken. Even Henry, who had been waiting by the door, had already placed his hand on the iron sword at his waist.

“Secrets?”

Ciel slightly raised her head, looked at the Pope before her, and slowly said, “There are no secrets in the Other Side… It is not only you who are researching.”

“What exactly…”

The Pope wanted to ask something else, but was directly interrupted by Ciel’s words.

“Go directly into the Other Side and ask the true form of that Other Side entity. You will then know how you have been ‘bothering’ It all these years.”

A faint smile appeared on Ciel’s face.

The Pope fell silent.

She looked at the mysterious young girl before her, her thoughts churning.

Since when, without her knowing, did an organization appear that had researched the Other Side so deeply…

“Now, am I qualified?”

Ciel looked at the Pope and asked back.

The Pope paused for a while, then slowly raised her right hand and placed it on her left chest, saying, “Erigma Ocilla.”

Then, she extended her right hand, palm facing upwards towards Ciel, and asked, “May I know Your Excellency’s name?”