Miss Witch's Speed ​​Run Manual

It seems that these maids have also received professional training and are considered to be the best among ordinary people.

"I'm sorry, Miss Ciel, I'll deal with her immediately."

The maid gave Charles an apologetic look, as if blaming herself for her incompetence.

"Wait a moment."

Charles raised his hand to stop the maid's movements.

She reached out and pulled off the masked man's mask, and the maid understood what Charles meant and helped him pull off her hood.

Blue eyes, blonde hair... Although she looks average, her height is acceptable... But her face needs some work, her cheekbones are too high, and her nose is too flat...

After taking a closer look at the woman, Charles waved his hand and said, "Put her in jail and cure her."

"Ms. Ciel, you don't need to be so generous to these scum."

After hearing what Charles said, the maid took a deep breath and spoke as a reminder.

"Your kindness will only bring more trouble."

Kind people are often bullied, especially in this era where laws and systems are not sound. Kindness will not be rewarded, but will only attract more blood-sucking leeches.

In the eyes of the maid, Charles seemed to be an innocent girl. Even though she was almost robbed just now, after the man was subdued, she did not think of drowning him in the river, but actually thought of healing her and putting her in jail.

Social dregs like these who can't be squeezed out of anything will probably be released in a month or two even if they are put in jail. For them, jail is just free food and lodging.

In the eyes of the maid, the beautiful red-haired girl lowered her head slightly, as if thinking about something, then looked up at her, a faint smile appeared on her face, and she said:

"It's okay, just do as I say. Thank you for your hard work. I will visit her in prison in person later."

After the girl finished speaking, she closed the wooden door, leaving the maid standing there in a daze.

Well, now there is no chance to secretly get rid of this scum.

The maid tugged at the woman by the back of her collar and taunted her, "You're lucky to have met the 'Saint' of the Savior Cult."

The robber, who had just thought he was going to die, had his heart beating wildly, but his heartbeat gradually calmed down.

She had always thought that the frail girl lived alone...but she hadn't expected to find a hidden maid protecting her...could she be the daughter of a merchant or a noble? She'd come to experience life?

Anyway, she will be released from prison in a few weeks. By then, we can get everyone armed with guns and make a big haul... As for that girl, whether she becomes a hostage or is sold, we can get a lot of money.

It was enough for her to complete this job and never have to worry about money again.

Unfortunately.

Both the maid and the female bandit had problems with Charles's judgment.

In other words, based on their knowledge, they couldn't possibly guess how extreme and crazy things were in Ciel's mind...

At this time, Charles had already walked into the house and locked the wooden door.

The woman he had just encountered didn't feel like bad luck to Ciel... but rather like the good luck that he had described in the simulation, following his daily routine.

Otherwise, how could there be a pillow whenever I feel sleepy? I just had a new suture plan, and a good embryo was delivered to my door.

It’s a pity that it’s not a corpse.

Killing an ordinary person and then stitching him up would still put a certain psychological burden on Charles - yes, but not much.

After all, it was the other party who did the evil first, so we can only say that this is the retribution for his behavior.

Charles walked back to his room and lay on the bed. He closed his eyes and rested while reviewing his simulations from beginning to end to see if there was anything he had missed.

Lying there thinking, Charles gradually fell asleep.

But after sleeping for less than twenty minutes, Charles woke up from his dream.

Almost at the moment he woke up, Charles had already forgotten what the dream was about. He only vaguely remembered that there was a hazy purple mist floating in the dream.

The mental impact of the last [Spiritual Summoning] on Charles has not yet recovered.

After gently rubbing his temples which still felt a little dull and painful, Charles stood up and walked to the desk and began to recite the ancient Ansu dictionary silently.

Entering that state of high-speed learning would allow Charles to temporarily put aside his thoughts and forget the dull pain in his brain, and his mental recovery efficiency would be higher.

Just like a rusty part is lubricated and then starts to turn again, each time the gears run in, some rust is worn away.

Thinking activities like learning a language, which are not very intensive and supported by system skills, are more helpful to Charles' mental recovery.

About ten minutes later, the sound of wheels and horse hooves hitting the cobblestone road could be heard outside the house.

This voice temporarily brought Ciel out of his study state.

Tuk-tuk-tuk——

There was a knock on the door, and Charles went downstairs, opened the door, and took a new handbag from the maid.

After getting it, Charles went back into the living room, closed the door, opened the handbag and took a look.

Inside was about 650 Soviet pounds in banknotes and a letter sandwiched between the banknotes.

When Charles bought the potion and the reproduction ritual, he spent almost 800 Soviet pounds. Everything purchased from Deton Manor was at a premium, and they were just guaranteed not to be fake, but the quality could not be said to be top-notch.

Avina only spent 650 Soviet pounds to help Charles sell this potion, which was a relatively fair price, and she did not give Charles any extra money.

But there is no labor fee.

Charles opened the letter and found Avina's reply inside, which answered all the questions Charles had raised in the letter before.

Avina seemed very curious about why Charles mentioned her promotion, because Avina had just returned to the clinic today.

In the letter, she briefly recounted what happened today, such as meeting the third-level transcendents who came to visit the clinic.

Charles already knew all those things. She skipped over the casual conversation and focused on what Avina said about the reappearance ceremony.

The digestion of "Listener" is not like other potions. It does not have a specific set of recurring rituals. The potion can be digested by killing people or completing designated rituals.

Its ritual is more like a peek into secrets, a search for the hidden stories behind various people, and one must drink the potion in advance.

However, the medicinal properties of the "Listener" potion are relatively mild compared to other potions and there is no specific time limit.

If there is a limitation, it is that you must digest the potion before the whispers completely erode your spirit.

Therefore, Avina worked together with the police station's investigation department to digest the "Listener" potion through a "detective" method, and finally completed the final digestion with Charles' assistance.

However, the gap from "listener" to "psychologist" is quite large.

This also requires drinking the potion in advance to obtain some of the "psychologist's" abilities.

The object of the ritual of digesting the magic potion also changed from an ordinary person at the first level to an extraordinary person.

It is possible to continuously purify the mental pollution of a first-level transcendent and slowly accumulate the progress of potion digestion - but this method has side effects.

The treatment of "listeners" is not free of cost. In each treatment, "listeners" will face different ravings of each person and be subject to different degrees of mental pollution.

The "listeners" themselves have no way to resolve their own mental pollution, and other "listeners" or "psychologists" of the same level dare not provide mental treatment to people with the same path as themselves - because they know that this will bring unimaginable and multi-type pollution to themselves.

If this continues, even if he finally succeeds in digesting the "Psychologist" potion and becomes a second-level transcendent, the possibility of continuing to advance to the third level will basically be completely cut off.

It will definitely be assimilated by the third-level potion and its life form will be completely changed.

Another way is to directly cure or hypnotize a serious mental pollution or brainwashing. The specific degree of pollution is equivalent to that of a second-level extraordinary person who is about to go crazy.

The psychiatric treatment that Avina is currently doing for ordinary people is also to accumulate experience for this step.

It turns out that Avina is already preparing to drink the second-level potion.

Ciel looked at the envelope in front of him and fell into deep thought.

Charles actually thought of a solution to this promotion condition.

It was to let Avina, who had already drunk the second-level "Psychologist" potion, treat herself after entering the other world...

The mental pollution in the other world is definitely more than the mumbling of a second-level transcendent. The intensity is still too great for Avina, and it is easy to leave mental sequelae.

Moreover, Avina in the simulation has already treated Charles for the pollution in the other world once.

However, Avina did not digest the potion. Instead, she was contaminated by the other world. Her spiritual vision was greatly improved and she saw the shadow of the raven.

Come to think of it, if it was useful, Avina would have gone to treat Nia long ago. After all, Nia's pollution is also related to the other world.

Thinking of this, Charles shook his head helplessly.

No wonder Avina has been stuck for so long. Although the city of Burren is still developing rapidly and expanding, there are only 233157 people after a month. It is too difficult to pull out a half-crazy second-level transcendent from it for treatment.

Even if you want to catch a brainwashed cultist and brainwash him back, it will be difficult because all the cultists in the city of Burren have been slaughtered by Charles.

But it is very simple to create such a person.

After all, Tara has quite a few confidants, which is quite consistent with this setting.

For example, the second-level noblewoman named Gema, who was brainwashed by the cultists.

Letting Avina independently remove the brainwashing of the Holy Advent Cult might help to quickly improve Avina's potion digestion progress.

All of this still needs to be verified for Charles by his simulated self.

Ciel opened the simulation and looked at the time inside.

【来日:7Day （圣741年7月1日20:00）（消耗10命定点）】

【往日:3Day （圣741年6月21日00:01）（消耗10命定点）】

[Old Day: ***, ***Day (???) (Consume 10000 Fate Points)]

Seven days later... then I've already met Tara.

Charles took out the "Endless Manual of Forgetting Everything You See" and continued writing on it, incorporating his own conjectures and the matter of helping Avina complete the reappearance ritual.

Charles originally wanted to let Avina try to brainwash Tara and free her from the control of the Holy Advent Cult, but after thinking about it, he decided not to.

Tara is too fanatical, and her three views in life so far are all based on the Mother Goddess and the Holy Advent Sect. If her three views are forcibly changed, I am afraid Tara will have a mental breakdown.

It would be better to let Tara call over some second-level confidants who have not been brainwashed for too long.

Soon, Charles finished writing down all the precautions and put the sealed object manual back into the system warehouse.

Although she could indeed use past simulations to go back three days and directly capture Kitty for Avina's experiments, this would miss the details of her simulated self collecting legal corpses for her.

Helping Avina get promoted or trying to draw out the seal of the quill pen, one of these two things must be successful.

Next, I just need to wait for my spirit to recover a little...

Charles pushed away the book in her hand. She had to use the limited time to recover some of her energy. She had to try to fall asleep again.

Using study to restore energy is a forced practice when normal sleep is no longer possible. If you can fall asleep, it is better to sleep for a while longer.

Charles lay on the bed, closed his eyes, emptied his mind, slowed his breathing, and slowly let himself fall asleep.

But this sleeping state only lasted for half an hour. Charles suddenly opened his eyes in the darkness, and a thin layer of bloodshot appeared on the whites of his eyes.

Only then did Charles fully realize that her spirit had suffered irreversible damage.

127

Chapter 127: Adele's Mixture.

Tuk-tuk-tuk——

"Who?"

Adele stopped the experiment in her hand, put down the reagent, took off her black gloves, and only took off the silver crow mask on her face after she walked out of the room.

She hung the mask on a rack nearby, ran to the door of the clinic and opened it.

"You are……"

Adele looked at the maid in front of her who was wearing simple clothes.

To be honest, she was a little face-blind and really couldn't remember when she had met the other person.

"Miss Adele, I am Miss Avina's personal maid. This is the letter that Miss Charles asked me to pass on to you."

As the maid spoke, she handed over an ordinary envelope without a stamp or seal.

"Ciel?"

Adele took the envelope, took out the letter and smelled it, then nodded and began to read the letter inside.

It must have been written by Charles.

The content of the letter was very much in Charles' style, without any unnecessary greetings, and it directly stated the business.

However, the content of the letter was a little beyond Adele's expectations.