The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch - Chapter 258

Ciel didn’t waste time. She just raised her hand towards the desk. A silver light flashed. The 【Endless Manual of Instant Forgetfulness】 vanished from the desk.

And Ciel’s heart quickly summoned the system. She opened the simulation interface and selected Past Days simulation.

Ciel did not choose the “Subverter” save file.

She wanted to gain Charles’s trust in the simulation. In front of a Tier 4, the probability of the “Subverter” being detected was too high. Once Charles realized she was a Tier 3 “Subverter,” everything Ciel said would be questioned.

This was not conducive to gaining trust.

Likewise, the “Source of Cholera,” which could only advance through heinous deeds and would also easily raise Charles’s suspicion, was also not within Ciel’s options.

This plan did not require utilizing Ciel’s own combat strength. She only needed to have a certain level of self-preservation and escape ability.

She had only one chance.

This time, Ciel chose to follow her intuition from just now. She chose “Judicator.”

“Past Days.”

“No.2.”

A silver halo enveloped everything before Ciel, consuming it completely. Her consciousness was quickly drawn away. Her body, which had been standing, directly went limp and fell onto the carpet.

…

【Past Days】

【Holy Year 741, July 16th, 6:00 PM】

【Countdown – 23:59:59】

Ciel quickly opened her eyes. The first thing she did was open the system inventory. She looked at the thumbnail image above, showing the content of the Endless Manual from reality, and quickly memorized it.

Before her, Avena, holding a soup spoon, was looking at Ciel with wide eyes, completely stunned. Avena didn’t even notice that the thick soup on the soup spoon was spilling onto the dining table.

Avena raised her hand and rubbed her eyes. She put down the soup spoon, blinked at Ciel opposite her, and hesitantly said, “…Ciel?”

Ciel took a deep breath. The stuffiness in her chest made her emotions increasingly agitated, but under the enhancement of 【Calm Mind Lv.5】, she could still maintain rational thinking. And that anger in her heart would not affect any of her judgments.

“Mm.”

Ciel slightly nodded. She quickly put down the knife and fork in her hand, stood up, walked to the window, pulled back the curtains directly, and looked at the surging crowd below.

Now was the liveliest time in the West District. Everyone was enjoying the nightlife, especially on this clear and cool evening.

The big news on the 15th was the return of “Public Idol” Oppold to Ansu.

And the news on the 16th…

Would be the Royal Medical Association bombing incident.

Tonight, the bombing incident orchestrated by Forte himself would take place at the Royal Medical Association. The purpose was to directly kill Professor Ashford and prevent him from actually developing an antidote for the Rotting Disease, allowing North Ansu to recover.

This was the first time Ciel had sensed Forte’s ruthlessness and ambition. For greater power, Forte would not care about the demise of any life.

“What happened? Ciel, and your hair, clothes, you just… in a blink of an eye…”

Avena also got up from the dining table. She walked behind Ciel, reached out to touch Ciel’s shoulder, but hesitated and pulled back.

It was too strange. Just a blink of an eye, and Ciel’s hair before her had completely changed. And her demeanor seemed to have subtle changes as well. Although she felt more charming, there was always a strange feeling of unfamiliarity.

Also, Ciel was clearly just an ordinary person, yet just now, she had revealed that trace of aura belonging to a transcendent…

Avena’s question made Ciel turn around. She quickly walked to Avena, directly raised her arms, and tightly hugged her shoulders.

“Mm…”

Ciel’s strength made Avena, who was suddenly tightly hugged, feel slightly suffocated. After struggling for a moment, she heard Ciel’s voice coming from beside her ear.

“Help me write a letter, and then you personally deliver it to Duke Charles.”

Ciel slowly released her hands and looked at Avena before her.

“Charles…”

Avena was slightly stunned.

“Isn’t Professor Ashford drawing all the attention? People from the Society of Merriment won’t know about Adele…”

After Avena finished speaking, she saw Ciel making no move. She seemed to be waiting for her explanation.

It was clear that Avena didn’t seem very enthusiastic about writing a letter to her father, let alone personally delivering it.

She had accumulated a considerable amount of wealth outside. It was precisely when she was preparing to return to Ansu City and display her grand “ambition,” wanting to prove to her father, by relying on her own strength and enterprise, that she could lead the family to stand firm at the center of power and wealth without needing to rely on other forces.

Although her idea might be a little naive, that was what Avena thought.

Contacting her father not long after returning would make Avena feel like she had relented… This made her feel uncomfortable.

But this was Ciel’s request. Avena did not immediately refuse. She just wanted to know the reason.

“There is one thing that must have Duke Charles’s help,”

Ciel looked at Avena before her, not hiding anything.

“Without you, I cannot gain Duke Charles’s trust.”

“…Is it something very important?”

Avena asked in a low voice.

Ciel: “Mm.”

Avena: “Is it related to Adele’s matter this time?”

Ciel: “It concerns all of us.”

Avena: “Life-threatening?”

Ciel: “Imminent.”

Avena was silent for a moment. She was already used to suddenly hearing things from Ciel that were enough to give someone a heart attack. Now, she guessed there was another difficult challenge placed before Ciel.

“Then… your hair… what happened?”

Avena asked the last question in her heart.

“If I said I was from the future… would you believe me?”

Ciel looked at Avena before her and said in a low voice:

“A Ciel who drank the ‘Avenger’ and ‘Judicator’ potions in the future.”