The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch - Chapter 271

However, what she didn’t know was that these were all just casual lies from Imogen.

The moment they found Ciel’s existence through Mond’s clumsily erased memories, Mond herself lost all value to them.

If it weren’t for the policies enacted by that ordinary man named William, which could easily usurp the “credit” for the famine orchestrated by that esteemed individual, Imogen would not have been dispatched to Ansu to resolve this matter, nor would she have encountered Mond and learned of the existence of this young girl named Ciel through Mond’s memories.

Everything seemed to be fated.

However, now, the person executing the policies had changed from that ordinary man named William to Ciel. This could be considered paving the way for Ciel’s path to advancement in advance. Many lives would be attributed to Ciel.

Originally, it might have taken several more years to continue developing Mond, but now, with Ciel’s existence, this time could be shortened to a few months.

“Drink it. It will be good for you.”

Imogen turned with the potion and looked at the young girl behind her, extending the potion bottle. “Ciel?”

Imogen’s brow furrowed again.

In her sight, the young girl, whose face had been somewhat blank, still looked ahead, but what she was gazing at was not Imogen.

It was as if there was something before the young girl’s eyes that Imogen could not see.

This situation had happened before, giving Imogen a bad premonition.

At this moment, Ciel was looking directly at the system inventory before her, at the thumbnail icon of the “Endless Manual of Instant Forgetfulness” in the inventory, reading the text on it.

“Find… Ashford… erase memories…”

“Digest ‘Blood Painter’ and ‘Musician’ potions…”

“Observe the changes after William repeals the 《Corn Laws》…”

“Pay attention to… news from North Ansu…”

“Was it William… who repealed the 《Corn Laws》?”

Ciel’s previously somewhat chaotic mind began to gradually clear up under rapid thought.

The Endless Manual contained no mention of anything about Imogen…

“You…”

Ciel slowly looked up at Imogen before her and said, “Who are you?”

“Amazing mental power.”

Imogen looked at the red-haired young girl and couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration.

“To maintain thought under the influence of ‘Nightmare’… No wonder that green-haired cultist calls you Mother Goddess… What miraculous power.”

Imogen… not right…

She’s not a teacher… In my memories, there are many recollections of Imogen, but those memories…

They don’t evoke any empathy in Ciel. If she tries to think carefully about the details, they make her feel a sense of inconsistency.

My mind must be experiencing some problem.

This simulation… what went wrong…?

“But, this is as far as it goes.”

Imogen slowly raised her hand, looked at Ciel, and a faint smile appeared on her lips. “In the end, you are still just an ordinary person with a little bit of skill…”

But just as Imogen was about to snap her fingers, she heard a phantom “click.”

At some unknown point, the young girl before her had a watch face, swirling with a silver halo, appear in her right eye.

And in the young girl’s hand, a silver light flashed, and a bloody gun blade appeared in her hand.

“A waste of effort.”

Imogen looked at the sealed artifact in the young girl’s hand, which had a faint transcendent aura, and smiled faintly, shaking her head.

But the next second, she saw the young girl directly raise the muzzle, aiming it at… herself.

Bang——

Before Imogen could react, a bullet directly blasted towards the young girl’s head. The seed tore through her skull, and a bloody flower began to bloom.

She could feel that the young girl’s body before her was rapidly weakening. The young girl’s life also began to flicker like a candle in the wind.

Imogen cursed under her breath. She immediately lunged forward and smacked the gun blade out of Ciel’s hand. She directly grabbed her by the collar, picked up a bottle of potion, and poured it directly into her mouth.

But the young girl seemed to be resisting the rescue. The potion poured into her mouth was immediately spit out. Soon, under Imogen’s gaze and the rapid growth of the Blood Roland, the young girl’s life aura completely dissipated.

Imogen took a deep breath.

She committed suicide?

No, it’s probably not that simple.

Indeed, not a few seconds later, the young girl who had completely died suddenly raised her right hand and gripped Imogen’s wrist.

The dead young girl, no, the young girl who was still a corpse, had strangely “come back to life.”

Her eyes were clearer than ever before, as if all the previous drugs, inducements, and memory replacements had disappeared from her. The young girl’s body and mind had returned to their purest state.

“Tier 4… ‘Nightmare’…?”

The young girl, with a Blood Roland blooming on her head, bearing the flower that almost completely shredded her brain, stiffly turned her head and looked at Mond. “Your teacher… in North Ansu… is performing a reconstitution ritual…”

“So that’s… how it is…”

“No wonder you… want this information…”

The dead young girl’s blood-flecked murmurs fell into Mond’s ears. Mond stared into the young girl’s pupils and seemed to feel a fear from the depths of her soul. This fear made her tremble, shiver…

Imogen, on the other hand, looked at the young girl before her, her brow tightly furrowed.

What’s going on?

All her means of restraint and common sense modifications on her… have completely failed?

I must do something.

Imogen had a premonition that if she didn’t do something, something bad would definitely happen.

She didn’t trust her intuition.

Rather, she trusted the buzzing caused by the subtle spiritual alarm that abruptly appeared in her mind.