The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch - Chapter 252

Language from that world…

With just a light kick, it struck the palm of the monstrous hand.

Boom——

The monstrous hand flew out like it was hit by a speeding train, spraying flesh and blood. More than half of its body was completely torn apart. It was thrown out of the suspension bridge, on the verge of death.

Who taught it that language?

Lord Ciel?

Is that the name?

Why does it sound a little familiar…

It’s as if I’ve heard this name somewhere before.

But just as it was about to throw this little item off the suspension bridge, the pendant in its hand flashed with silver light.

Huh?

The pure white knight raised the pendant to its front and tilted its head slightly.

It seemed to sense that a familiar spirit was emanating from the inscription on this inanimate object. As it sensed that faint mental power, a voice came from within.

“Little Left?”

This voice, which was so familiar to it, startled the entire armor, causing it to tremble and take half a step back. It almost dropped the pendant it was holding.

This voice! This mental power!

It’s Them!!!!!!!!!

The Time-Binder!!!!!!!!!

The figure of a red-haired young girl appeared in its memory.

It strongly resisted the urge to throw the pendant away. A phantom, multilayered metallic buzzing came from within its armor.

“You-you-you… Hello… Time-time-time… Ciel.”

The originally faint, multilayered sound seemed to have acquired a bit of bathroom echo.

It was afraid that if it threw the pendant away, it would be warned again.

Meanwhile, Ciel felt a new red light appear in her mind, and her brows slightly furrowed.

The shape formed by that light was… armor?

Is it that pure white armor?

“Is that you?”

Ciel tentatively spoke to it.

“Yes… It is I.”

The red light flickered. A metallic buzzing sound echoed in Ciel’s mind. The sound was distinctly clearer and louder than Little Left’s.

It seemed Little Left had indeed found that pure white armor.

“There’s something I need your help with.”

Ciel didn’t waste time. She directly asked it in her mind, “I can offer you satisfactory compensation.”

At this moment, in the middle of the Other Side suspension bridge, an armor stood as if facing a formidable enemy. A trembling buzzing sound came from the cracks in its armor.

“It is my honor to assist you… What is the matter?”

“Kill… kill someone? Which entity? Oh, oh, oh… a human.”

“No, no, no, no compensation is needed. It’s a simple matter. Just send them over…”

“Uh-huh… okay… Uh-huh, uh-huh… okay…”

“Huh? That hand?”

“Uh… it… it’s playing…”

“Okay… okay… I’ll return it… okay… goodbye.”

Not until the silver light from the pendant in its hand disappeared did the armor, after a second or two, completely slump. Its shoulders drooped. Large amounts of white steam spewed from its entire body, as if it had lost all its strength.

Soon, it seemed to realize something. It quickly looked at the monstrous creature that was about to die.

This is bad! The Time-Binder’s pet!

The pure white armor immediately rushed to the side of the dying monstrous hand and quickly began to treat it.

…

At this moment, Ciel, inside the room, put down her quill pen and breathed a sigh of relief.

When talking with the pure white armor, Ciel could still feel nervous, afraid that the other party would get angry because of her unreasonable requests or attitude.

After all, in Ciel’s opinion, that pure white armor was a creature higher than Tier 4. It had long since transcended the realm of ordinary life. Moreover, it had had conflicts with Ciel before. At the very least, it wouldn’t be as easy to talk to as that Grim Worm.

However, what surprised Ciel a little was that the other party was actually quite easy to talk to… It seemed there were indeed some misunderstandings in the previous confrontations.

Now, almost all the preliminary work has been completed…

All that’s left is controlling Lafayette, which she tried in the simulation…

Contacting Lafayette requires timing when Forte is confirmed to appear at certain events, ensuring Forte is not in the secret room and cannot observe Ciel’s interaction with Lafayette.

Does she still have to wait?

Ciel took a deep breath.

Having been busy for almost the entire night and day, having eaten nothing, Ciel was now starving. She instructed Tara to have the cook prepare some simple food for her. The cook, who had not been working, finally had a chance to showcase their culinary skills.

Just as Ciel closed her eyes to rest, waiting for lunch to be served in the dining room, a maid, holding a letter, walked to Ciel’s side.

“Thank you.”

Ciel smiled, took the envelope, broke the wax seal on it, and took out the letter inside.

Ciel quickly glanced at the contents of the letter, then handed the letter and the envelope to Tara, telling her to burn them in the fireplace.

It was a letter from Pope Erigma.

Forte was holding a religious conference at Vitalis Palace, where the Queen resides, inviting religious leaders of all sizes from within Ansu City… According to Erigma, Forte seemed to be preparing to give the Church of the Savior Goddess a small warning.

It seemed the letter had taken some time to arrive. The meeting had actually already started. This was a short meeting, seemingly lasting only two hours. It had already been going on for over twenty minutes.

At least for this remaining hour and a bit, Forte could not appear at Windsor Palace.

This is a good opportunity…

Should she run a simulation?

A simulation might take a few minutes or even over ten minutes. The short 24 hours might not be enough to determine whether Forte would discover her actions.

These tens of minutes could very likely make Ciel miss this opportunity, and she wouldn’t know when the next clear opportunity would arise.

With just one hour, Ciel could be certain that she could completely control Lafayette.

Go? Or be cautious?

In a flash, Ciel made her decision.

If Forte dies, time will rewind. As long as Forte can die… reality is just like a simulation that resets with him.

Treating this action as a simulation makes everything simpler.

And Ciel had already mastered no less than two stable ways to kill Forte… The worst possible outcome would just be turning Ansu City upside down.

Opportunity knocks.

“Let’s go, find Avena.”

Ciel didn’t have time to enjoy her dinner. She immediately took Tara and Percy and hurried towards Avena’s mansion.