The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch - Chapter 282

“Hhh—!”

The purple mist before Ciel’s eyes quickly dissipated. A dizzying sensation made Ciel’s stomach churn. She swayed, subconsciously taking a step back, her body unsteady.

But a warm hand encircled her waist, pulling Ciel towards the front. Only after feeling herself embraced by a soft warmth did Ciel’s legs lose their feeling of exhaustion.

Ciel leaned against this comforting chest for a while, then slowly looked up at Avena, who stood before her.

At this moment, Ciel noticed that Avena’s pupils were almost completely vacant. Through her pupils, Ciel seemed to see a bottomless abyss, like a black hole from the vast starry sky.

“This is what you asked for.” Avena’s face remained expressionless, her voice still cold, but in the end, she couldn’t help but add a word of concern, “Are you alright?”

“I’m alright…” Ciel raised her hand and rubbed her temple, trying to alleviate the dizziness.

This method… indeed recorded more details than a notebook, as if she had re-experienced these events.

And the person who kept this memory for her was Avena, someone who could be absolutely trusted.

Ciel savored the images from just now. The amount of information was indeed a bit too vast. Ciel needed to recall it all again.

Her simulated self had won over the Church of the God of Order, enabled the merger of the Church of the Savior Goddess and the Divine Advent Church, and reached some kind of cooperation with the Deton Group…

Adele had seemingly developed an antidote for the “Rotting Disease.” She had also used the antidote and the repeal of the 《Corn Laws》 to trap Imogen, who had come to stir up trouble. By holding Imogen hostage, she forced that transcendent in North Ansu, who was completing her ritual, to send someone to negotiate with Ciel.

And the result of the negotiation was the withdrawal of the Society of Merriment from North Ansu, at the cost of releasing Imogen, and Ciel sharing her experience of integrating “Uniqueness”—this experience was extremely valuable to the other party, even more important than Imogen’s life.

It… ended just like that?

Ciel looked at Avena before her, slightly stunned.

Seeing Ciel’s expression, Avena also subtly frowned. She said, “Are you still dizzy? Or did I hurt you?”

The current Avena seemed a little worried that such a direct infusion of memories might be too much for Ciel… But this was what Ciel herself had requested. Avena was merely doing as Ciel asked, including not prying into the stored memory.

“It’s nothing…” Ciel placed her hand on Avena’s shoulder, gently pushing her away. But quickly, Ciel realized something. She looked up at Avena and asked, “Did you grow taller?”

Hearing this, Avena seemed to become a little smug. She rested her right hand on her hip and directly placed her left hand on Ciel’s head, a smile curving on her lips, “Perhaps it’s you who got shorter.”

But as soon as she finished speaking, Avena immediately regretted it.

Every time she spoke impulsively like this, Ciel would make her regret it to the point of tears afterward. But every time she could verbally win against Ciel, Avena still couldn’t resist.

After all, there were so few points she could win. When it was time to win, she had to celebrate hard.

Just as Avena quietly pulled back her hand, slightly uneasy, and cautiously opened her eyes to glance at Ciel, she found that Ciel was deep in thought.

What’s wrong with her?

Avena was about to ask when Ciel’s hand went up. Avena instinctively recoiled, crossing her arms, her face filled with vigilance.

“…Where’s Tara?” Ciel looked at Avena and asked.

“She’s… probably at the church?” Avena asked with some confusion, “Didn’t you have her in charge of theological ‘training’ at the Goddess’s See?”

This memory, however, was not preserved… Perhaps her simulated self considered it less important and didn’t specifically preserve it, only the most crucial ones.

“Do you need to go home and rest for a while?” Avena seemed to notice that Ciel’s current state was a little off. She said, “Should I go call Tara over for you?”

“Alright.” Ciel nodded.

She indeed needed to sort out her thoughts.

She knew that the church merger and getting other factions to temporarily obey her were not difficult for her simulated self, as these were things she had experienced many times.

But she hadn’t expected that the North Ansu matter would also be resolved so smoothly… so smoothly that Ciel herself doubted these memories.

The appearance of the antidote, Imogen’s capture, the unity of Ansu’s factions… These factors combined indeed made it highly likely that the other party would judge it acceptable to give up.

After all, Ansu, under Ciel’s connection, was not the Ansu that Forte had divided and ruled. At least in the short term, it deprived the Society of Merriment in North Ansu of the opportunity to win over factions and defeat them one by one.

Ciel pondered the potentially unreasonable points, while being led by Avena out of the restroom. As they exited the restroom, they accidentally bumped into a few students who were passing by.

They watched in shock as the two emerged from the same restroom—especially Ciel, who was being dragged by Avena, her steps a little unsteady—and only after the two had walked away did they quietly begin to discuss.

“Is that… Ciel, the special lecturer of Old Ansu language?”

“Yes… why is she being dragged by Young Mistress Roswell?”

“I heard that Young Mistress Roswell has rejected almost all her suitors, even excellent ones like Oppold… Could it be that she really is…?”

“Shhh—don’t let anyone hear. Half the Parliament is Roswell now. You need to be careful what you say.”

“Poor Teacher Ciel… such a young and talented teacher, targeted by a devil…”

“Stop talking…”

Ciel didn’t hear their conversation. At this moment, she was already in the carriage Avena had arranged, heading home.

Avena got into another carriage, seemingly preparing to find someone for Ciel.

Upon returning home, Ciel went to her room and began searching through it.

Aside from a notebook recording fragmented daily routines, Ciel also found many lesson plans… Her simulated self seemed to have truly resolved everything and even enjoyed daily life.

Her simulated self had the same way of thinking and memories. If she hadn’t noticed anything wrong, then Ciel would probably find it difficult to find anything wrong within these 24 hours.

However, Ciel didn’t have to think for too long. Avena had already arrived with Tara, knocking on her door.