The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch - Chapter 255

Ciel took Tara and got into a public carriage, heading towards Westminster Square. But after the public carriage arrived at Westminster Square, Ciel did not get off with Tara.

Because, from afar, Ciel could already see that several teams of musicians and knights had gathered at the entrances of the Holy See of the Church of the Savior Goddess and the Holy See of the Church of the God of Order—when passing by the Archbishop’s residence, it had also been sealed off by knights.

Forte’s actions and reactions were faster than Ciel had imagined…

Although Forte would not find any clues even if he dug deep, because at this time, neither Eleanor, Lafayette, Mond, nor Pope Erigma knew Ciel.

Forte was looking for a non-existent “Keyman.” His greatest possibility was to search the Deton Group for the body of a real “Keyman” that hadn’t been disposed of yet at this time point.

Finding the body was easy, but to find the person who created the body, Forte would have to wait until Princess Vitalis, the key figure, returned… Before Princess Vitalis returned, none of Ciel’s information would be exposed.

Not only would Forte’s side be at a stalemate, but Ciel’s side also seemed to be facing difficulties because of Forte’s excessive reaction…

Ciel pondered in the public carriage. Finally, she chose to get off the carriage directly in St. Lawrence District.

She was going directly to the Roswell family mansion.

There were no people from Forte’s side at the entrance of the Roswell family mansion now, but in a few days… it would be hard to say.

Fortunately, Duke Charles was on the “Detective” path, a high-tier who had taken a wrong route. If Ciel used Overlimit Nemesis, Charles wouldn’t be able to do much against her—this was the confidence Ciel had to negotiate.

Ciel had to find Duke Charles before Forte went berserk.

Luck also seemed to favor Ciel.

As Ciel walked to the entrance of the Roswell family mansion, a carriage also stopped at the entrance. Charles’s figure got off the carriage and quickly walked towards the Roswell family mansion, as if he was in a hurry.

Suddenly, he seemed to notice a sharp gaze. Charles instinctively turned back and focused on the person looking at him.

A… girl who is taking off her mask?

No!

The buzzing spiritual alarm in his mind, and the unknown fear surging from the bottom of his heart, made Charles, who was looking directly into those dark red pupils, freeze on the spot.

His brows were tightly furrowed. He stared intently at Ciel. His aura rose steadily.

But his gaze did not cause Ciel any panic or wavering.

Ciel slowly handed the mask to the side. Tara directly reached out and took the mask. She followed Ciel and walked towards Charles.

Ciel stopped in front of the intimidating Charles. She slowly raised her head, met his gaze, and said:

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Duke Charles.”

“I am your daughter’s friend, Ciel.”

This is… the red-haired girl Seraphim spoke of?

Red hair, wearing clothes from the Deton Group, a strange sense of oppression… It must be her.

Charles looked down at the young girl before him, nodded slightly, and said expressionlessly, “Do you need something from me?”

“I want to talk to you.”

Ciel looked at his gray-purple pupils and said without changing her expression.

“Please.”

Charles didn’t say anything unnecessary. After saying one word, he continued walking into the mansion.

Ciel also quickened her pace and directly matched his steps.

Ciel followed Charles directly into the reception room. Tara, however, was stopped by the guards at the entrance of the reception room. After Ciel entered the reception room, the heavy iron door behind her was slowly pulled shut, making a heavy locking sound.

This place was directly locked down. Tara’s voice calling out to her from outside was also completely blocked out.

Charles leaned against the reception table, casually picked up a cup of cold red tea, drank it in one gulp, then looked at Ciel and said, “You are Avena’s friend?”

“To be precise… her lover.”

Ciel hesitated for a moment, then corrected the word “friend.”

This is somewhat like… meeting her father-in-law for the first time?

Ciel wanted to try to improve their relationship a little, avoiding the situation from escalating to the point where she would have to personally kill her father-in-law.

Charles, who had been expressionlessly formulating his words, slightly constricted his pupils after hearing the word Ciel spoke. His mouth opened and closed several times, and he couldn’t utter a single word.

After a long time, he slowly exhaled and said, “You… are serious?”

“Mm.”

Ciel nodded slightly. “However, I didn’t come here for this matter.”

“Please wait a moment.”

Charles turned away, his back to Ciel. He reached up and rubbed his forehead. After a while, he turned back, took a deep breath, and looked at Ciel again.

“What is it?”

Charles asked again.

But he didn’t look like he had accepted what Ciel had just said. Instead, he seemed to be avoiding it.

“Were you at the Queen’s private luncheon today?”

Ciel looked at Charles and asked, “Did you see Forte?”

Hearing the name Forte, Charles’s rambling thoughts were completely cast aside. His expression also became serious again.

“Mm.”

Charles nodded, waiting for Ciel to continue.

“Did he show any abnormalities? His hand, face, or anywhere else.”

Ciel continued to ask.

“…Yes.”

Charles continued to nod, slightly surprised in his heart.

This was something that had just happened. Moreover, after that abnormality appeared, Forte immediately left the table and initiated a series of puzzling lockdown measures.

This young girl before him seemed to know no less than he did.

“I would like to ask you for a precise time.”

Ciel looked at Charles before her and asked, “July 17th, 12:15:05 PM. Where exactly was Forte at the luncheon, and who else was at the other positions?”

This time, Charles did not answer Ciel directly.

“This concerns the royal family,”

Charles looked at Ciel before him and asked, “What reason do I have to tell you?”

“I can kill him.”

Ciel looked at Charles before her and slowly said.

“Is that reason enough?”

Charles’s hand paused slightly. He slightly narrowed his eyes and began to re-examine the young girl before him.

Kill Forte?

You?

“Convince me…”

Charles looked at Ciel and said.