The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch-Chapter 125 - Mine… (1/5)

“Uniqueness”?

Ciel’s vision was enveloped by silver light.

Almost the instant the silver light dissipated, Ciel’s vision went black, and she directly fainted.

The massive mental energy consumed in this simulation made it nearly impossible for Ciel to resist the overwhelming dizziness after returning to reality.

Even while unconscious, Ciel didn’t experience any substantial feeling of rest.

It was just like lying on the bed with her eyes closed. Ciel could still clearly hear the noisy sounds outside the window, still feel the dizziness... only her body seemed pressed onto the bed, unable to move.

Unsure how long passed, Ciel’s index finger finally twitched slightly, feeling a slight recovery of control over her body.

Ciel propped herself up with her elbows, trying to sit up slowly, but her body was limp, unable to exert any strength.

Using all her strength, she only managed to turn over on the bed, from lying on her back to lying on her stomach.

Ciel stopped struggling. She just lay prone, feeling intense hunger, and a faint sense of lingering fear in her heart.

Her current severe aftereffects were all “thanks” to the gambling nature of “Gambler.”

If not for “Gambler” gambling like that, Ciel wouldn’t have this feeling of impending death. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

But without “Gambler,” Ciel also couldn’t have obtained so much information exceeding her expectations in this simulation.

Extremely high risk, extremely high reward... Now, Ciel felt “Gambler” was far more dangerous than “Instigator.”

Under the influence of the “Instigator” potion, at most, she would push things in a fun direction, but she would absolutely not do things seeking death.

But under the influence of the “Gambler” potion, she might really go all-in with her life.

Use “Gambler” less...

Ciel sighed lightly and summoned the system.

A silver-white light screen appeared before Ciel’s eyes.

【Reality】

【Holy Year 741, June 24th, 19:00】

【Evaluation: You are? ?? Someone unforgettable, someone important... You are? What is your name? Why can’t I remember】

【Hahaha, I have to admire your courage. Daring to sacrifice anything, daring to summon anything... You might not have such good luck next time】

【However... this isn’t entirely without gain, is it?】

【Take it, this is deserved based on your performance.】

【Reward: Fate Points ×37, 【Charm Lv.3】, 【Calm Mind Lv.3】】

【Fate Points: 187】

【【Charm Lv.3】: Your charm has moderately increased. Intelligent transcendent beings and Other Side creatures will have significantly reduced aggression towards you upon encounter. You gain their favorability faster】

【【Calm Mind Lv.3】: You can maintain calm mind in any situation except death. Mental recovery speed slightly increases】

Charm Lv.3...

Ciel felt a slight headache.

Could she ask the system to stop increasing charm anymore?

If charm continued to increase, maintaining a low profile would become almost impossible.

All transcendent beings or Other Side creatures could recognize you at a glance in a crowd? How is this different from a high-visibility marker?

It’s practically like sticking a note on her face saying “I’m special, come find trouble with me.”

The improvement in calm mind wasn’t that surprising to Ciel.

After all, in the simulation, she recklessly abused 【Death Reversal】 to torture her spirit, then performed 【Spiritual Summoning】 while mentally weak, and sacrificed something even the system found outrageous.

Ciel closed the prompt before her, chose to continue lying prone on the bed, quietly meditating, waiting for her spirit to slowly recover.

The passive mental recovery brought by Lv.3 Calm Mind was indeed minimal for Ciel at this moment, but having something was better than nothing.

At this time... Avena should have met with Lucy, Oppold, and Professor Ashford from the Redemption Society, and confirmed the information for tomorrow’s banquet, right...

The following time wasn’t entirely safe for Ciel.

Lucy and Oppold definitely wouldn’t realize they were targeted initially. Oppold wouldn’t go to Clock Tower Alley, and Lucy naturally wouldn’t obediently stay at Deton Manor.

Ciel currently had two plans.

Either eliminate the quill pen before the banquet to remove future troubles.

Or properly recover her spirit, deal with the unknown timing of misfortune, while slowly simulating again to find another opportunity.

But Ciel didn’t want to use either plan.

No, it cannot be said that I don’t want to, but rather the first plan simply cannot be used.

In these two simulations, the prerequisite for dealing with the quill pen was first subduing Tara through the Divine Servant, then having Tara lead people to kill Lucy and Oppold, thereby luring out the quill pen behind them.

Let alone Tara probably hadn’t arrived in Berren City yet, even if she arrived, Ciel contacting her would force her into deep ties with the Divine Advent Church—unless she sacrificed Tara and her confidants all at once, eliminating all loose ends.

But even dealing with Tara wouldn’t help.

Killing Lucy and Oppold was basically equivalent to a direct confrontation with Deton Manor and the upper nobility. Ciel wasn’t 100% confident she wouldn’t be found out.

As for the second plan of slowly dragging things out and simulating, it was also difficult to implement.

The longer it dragged on, the more variables arose.

Her current advantage was all based on intelligence obtained from simulations.

And intelligence has a time limit. Outdated intelligence is worthless. She had to resolve everything within the time limit when only she possessed the intelligence.

There must be a better way, one she hadn’t thought of yet...

Ciel felt slightly short of breath.

Coincidentally, her spirit and strength had recovered slightly. She used her hands to push against the mattress, turned herself over, and continued lying face up towards the ceiling.

Just turning over made Ciel feel slightly exhausted again.

Even if I died in this room, probably wouldn’t be discovered until the landlord came to collect rent next month... Ciel couldn’t help thinking this.

But just for an instant, she pushed these negative emotions aside.

There was no time for sighing now.

Although progress was made in each simulation, her real self hadn’t taken any action yet besides staying away from the transcendent.

Danger still lurked around her.

That quill pen sealed artifact, and the thing swallowed inside the quill pen...