The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch - Chapter 283

Ciel subconsciously scanned her surroundings. She didn’t see any pink candles or similar items.

She looked at Lucy again, deciding to listen to what intelligence Lucy had before making a decision.

“Only the CEO knows this intelligence,” Lucy shook her head and said, “Its secrecy level is very high. According to the CEO, speaking it directly aloud would make the speaker forget it…”

The speaker would forget the intelligence after speaking it?

This path inherently has a need for “concealment”…?

This coincided with Ciel’s previous deduction.

“The CEO told me that if you, Miss Ciel, are interested in the second condition, you can find a time to discuss the specific details directly with her…” After Lucy added this sentence, she remained silent, simply observing Ciel’s expression and reaction.

If this was a condition set by the CEO from the very beginning, then Ciel could only say that the other party had a very precise grasp of Ciel’s needs… almost to an exaggerated degree.

It even made Ciel feel as if all of this was deliberately orchestrated by the other party.

“Alright.” Ciel slowly nodded and said, “If she’s available tonight, I’ll invite her here to have dinner with me.”

Ciel knew that if she went there, it would very likely be a trap… better to have the other party come here.

Even knowing the other party had ulterior motives, Ciel had to test them—a simulation was for testing dangers in advance.

“Yes, Miss Ciel! I will go report this to the Deton CEO immediately.” Lucy stood up, bid farewell to Ciel and the others one by one, then quickly left Ciel’s study, got into a carriage, and hurried towards the Deton Group.

After Lucy left the villa, Avena, who was sitting in the study, looked at Ciel and slowly said, “Won’t this be a bit risky, Ciel? Perhaps we should discuss it with Charles first…”

In Avena’s eyes, Ciel’s actions at this moment were a little reckless. It would be best to temporarily put Lucy off, then discuss the pros and cons with Charles, and only then consider whether to agree to talk with the Deton CEO.

But Ciel had directly invited the CEO to dinner tonight… This would make Ciel appear extremely eager. Even if it was truly a negotiation, such eager attitude would only put Ciel at a disadvantage in the negotiation.

“It’s alright. I don’t necessarily have to agree to them.” Ciel shook her head and said, “Right now, my need for that path isn’t very high.”

The current Ciel needed to confirm one thing.

She wanted to ask the Pure White Knight about the two prerequisite paths for “Crown Guard.”

However, directly summoning the Pure White Knight would cause too much commotion and consumption, and Ciel couldn’t get a few “Crown Guard” corpses in a short time.

But she could directly summon Little Left and have Little Left find that “Crown Guard.”

Thinking this, Ciel turned her head to Tara, who had been staring at her with her head down, and said, “Tara.”

“Uh? Mm? Oh, oh, what is it, Lord Ciel.” Tara seemed a little distracted just now, not having heard what Ciel and the others were saying. After hearing Ciel call, Tara collected herself and quickly responded.

“I need a severed finger of a transcendent. Get it for me, as fast as possible.” Ciel said to Tara.

“Alright, Lord Ciel.” Tara immediately drew her ritual carving knife and raised her hand to cut her own pinky finger, but before she could cut, Ciel, who had anticipated it, interrupted her.

“From a corpse. Not yours.” Ciel said helplessly, “No need for it to be so ‘fresh.'”

“My deepest apologies, please wait…” Tara, knowing she had made a fool of herself, dissipated into a white shadow.

It was then that Ciel realized she had never used 【Spiritual Summoning】 in front of Avena.

Ciel looked at Avena and said, “Avena, I’m going to summon a… friend in a moment. Don’t be afraid.”

“Summon?” Avena’s expression showed a hint of worry.

“Summoning” wasn’t a good word… especially in this world where transcendent, mystical beings truly existed.

However, she did not intend to interfere with what Ciel was going to do. She simply asked, “If the CEO really agrees to dinner, should I call Charles over? He should be free.”

Avena was a little worried that if she were alone, she wouldn’t be able to help Ciel or put pressure on the other party.

“No need.” Ciel shook her head and said, “I want to know what the other party wants to do.”

If too many Tier 4 transcendents were present, some things the other party truly intended to do might be postponed. And Ciel in the simulation only had 24 hours. She had to test for errors as quickly as possible.

“Do you need me to be present?” Avena walked to Ciel’s side and looked down at Ciel.

Ciel simply slowly raised her hand, hooked Avena’s slender waist, and said, “Relax, it’s just dinner… I’ll come find you after I eat. I promise.”

“Alright…” Avena nodded. She also knew that Ciel didn’t want her there.

Even after advancing to Tier 3, Avena felt that her distance from Ciel was growing… The current Ciel seemed to be the one secretly in control of everything, the object of desire for high-ranking members of various organizations. She no longer seemed to be the beautiful young lady with a mysterious aura she once was.

But the strangest thing was this… Even after so many layers of transformation in Ciel’s identity, Ciel seemed utterly unfazed, even living an ordinary life as an ordinary person.

If a transcendent who didn’t know Ciel saw her, they would never imagine that Ciel could secretly mediate and control so many transcendent organizations…

After leaning against Ciel for a while, Avena, who had arranged to meet in the evening, left Ciel’s villa before Tara returned. Ciel, after instructing the maid to prepare dinner in advance, also began her “main business.”

Tara brought Ciel a few severed fingers. They had all been acquired on short notice. These dry fingers had once been materials for certain potions, but for Ciel, it made no difference, as long as they were transcendent fingers.

Ciel did not avoid Tara. In the study, in front of Tara, she directly used “Spiritual Summoning.”

Ciel’s blood connected with the dry fingers. Fine threads of blood pulled a bloody vortex into the air…

Familiar pattern, familiar vortex… but Little Left didn’t get bigger? This vortex seems a bit too small…

And, why hasn’t Little Left come out yet?

Just as Ciel was wondering if there was something wrong with the finger Tara provided, a red light flickered in Ciel’s mind.

This was the echo of 【Omniscient】. Someone was “praying” to her.

Currently, the only one still with a prayer pendant was Little Left.

Ciel focused her mind on that red light. A phantom white armor reappeared within the red light, and a familiar phantom voice also sounded in Ciel’s mind.

“Hello, haha…”

A meaningless greeting and a meaningless awkward laugh left Ciel unsure how to respond.

The bloody vortex before her was still swirling. Ciel’s silence made the red light in her mind begin to flicker more frequently.

“Cough cough… Your pet is a little unwell. It ate too much and is evolving. It should finish evolving soon…”

A slightly guilty voice sounded. After not getting a reply from Ciel, it started changing the subject on its own.

“Before, two more humans broke in here. They both said ‘Ciel’ guided them here. I chased them out… but didn’t kill them. Humans these days love causing trouble in your name…”

“Is Little Left dead?” Ciel asked calmly.

After such a long time without news of Little Left, Ciel had somewhat guessed something.

“Not dead,” the phantom voice of the Pure White Knight sounded, “Just evolving…”

As long as he’s not dead.

“You said before that the Tier 4 human took the wrong path… What is the correct path for your path?”

Ciel asked directly.