Miss Witch's Speed ​​Run Manual

It is Him who is calling me over.

Tara's figure gradually twisted and dissipated, leaving a white afterimage on the spot. Soon, the afterimage also merged into the ground and flew close to where Tara was.

Ten minutes later, Tara stood in front of a villa.

It's very dangerous here... In this kind of high-end neighborhood, there is a high possibility of extraordinary people appearing, or nobles who possess sealed objects and know the secrets of the extraordinary.

But as she approached the exquisite villa, Tara became more convinced.

This is not a trap. Although the whispers are low and unclear, the closer I get to it, the more I feel a sense of closeness.

This is a sensation that can only be felt by those who hold the mark of the Mother Goddess.

There's still a believer alive? And a noble?

Being able to sense him from such a distance means he's at least a believer with the bishop's emblem... The fact that he was able to survive this massive purge means he must be a transcendent with considerable hidden abilities.

Now even Tara doesn’t know the situation of the Deton Manor stronghold. She can only wait for other believers to infiltrate and pass on information before she can know what is happening inside.

If I can successfully connect, I might be able to get some useful information.

A white shadow emerged from behind Tara, jumped directly onto the house, and stopped on a terrace. Then, Tara's figure twisted and dissipated, exchanging positions with the white shadow.

Where the door to the terrace opens is a room... This is the only room in the whole house with a light source.

It's just that the curtains blocked Tara's view, so she couldn't see what was going on inside.

Finding the Mother Goddess is important.

Tara walked directly to the glass door, reached out and gently opened it.

Then she slowly lifted a corner of the curtain and looked inside the room.

There were two gas lamps lit in the room, and the light was a little dim, but enough for Tara to make out the objects inside.

Tara just looked inside and her body stiffened slightly.

On an exquisite white wooden bench, there was a young girl sitting, throwing a dagger in her hand. She was throwing the dagger in her hand and looking at herself, as if she had been waiting for herself here a long time ago.

Ambushed?

No...no, redhead?!

The girl's red hair gradually overlapped with the suspected red-haired figure in the previous illusory image... Tara's eyes widened slightly.

After seeing Tara, the red-haired girl stopped throwing the dagger, raised her hand, and threw the dagger directly towards the bed.

Om-!

At this moment, a terrifying buzzing sounded in Tara's mind. On the big bed, a terrifying white figure condensed into shape almost instantly, and raised his hand to catch the dagger.

The moment she saw the white figure, Tara was stunned for a second, and then she became instantly excited and almost screamed.

Familiar whispers... a kind breath...

God...servant of God? ! !

Even though the terrifying mutterings had caused double vision and hallucinations to appear before her eyes, she was unable to look away.

In the corner of Tara's eye, the red-haired girl just hooked her finger, and the insect wings with white fluorescence that spread out behind the servant of God retracted. Holding the dagger, he obediently walked to the side of the red-haired girl, and then... half-knelt down.

"Mother Goddess..."

The servant of God respectfully extended his hand and handed the dagger to the girl, then his figure twisted and disappeared, as if he had never appeared.

Tara, who had been following the servant of God, finally stopped her gaze on the red-haired girl.

Mother...god?

After Tara met the girl's gaze, her body began to tremble with excitement.

At this moment, she could no longer suppress her inner excitement. She almost crawled over to open the curtain and crawled in. She knelt in front of the red-haired girl's legs and rested her forehead on the ground.

"Mother Goddess... I'm sorry that your foolish servant is late. I am willing to accept any criticism and punishment from you... even if it means my life."

Tara was so nervous that she was incoherent and no longer had her usual composure. The prayer words that she had memorized by heart and almost had engraved in her mind were now completely forgotten.

This is also related to the fact that looking directly at the servant of God disturbed his mind.

Seeing the servants of God described in the scriptures had already made Tara forget everything else, and the performance of the servants of God made Tara so shocked that he was unable to express himself.

It’s actually real…it’s actually the real Mother Goddess…

Is this girl the human form of the Mother Goddess... the body that carries Her will as She walks through the world?

After waiting for a long time, finally, the girl's calm and cold voice came from above Tara's head.

"Let's talk somewhere else."

"Yes! Mother Goddess!"

……

71 Gem Avenue, Gem District, Burren City.

"Yes... Sir Ciel."

Charles sat at the desk, looking at Tara who was half-kneeling beside him with her eyes fixed on him, and sighed silently in his heart.

Just now, she had tried her best to finally get Tara to change the way she addressed herself. She no longer called herself the Mother Goddess, but instead called herself Charles.

But Tara refused to change the word "My Lord" at the end of the title, as if removing it and calling Charles directly would be a great disrespect. Even if she was killed on the spot, she had to add "My Lord" after "Charles".

No one is so fanatical...

But then again, these are the most loyal believers carefully selected by God's servants, so there must be no problem with their loyalty.

Originally, Charles thought that what he wrote in the simulation, where Tara hugged his legs and called him Mother Goddess while walking on the street, was a bit exaggerated, but now it seems that such a thing is really likely to happen.

Fortunately, I waited for her in advance, instead of waiting for Tara to find me through clues bit by bit.

At least from now on, Tara ignored Amy and focused all her attention on herself, which was in line with Charles' original expectations.

And what to do next is very simple.

As a "missionary", Tara has the ability to detect lies, but Charles doesn't need to lie. She just needs to tell the truth to win Tara's full trust.

"Do you know why I'm waiting for you?"

Ciel looked at Tara in front of him and spoke.

"My servant is ignorant and foolish. Please enlighten me, Lord Charles."

Tara raised her head and looked at Charles' face excitedly.

That fiery gaze made Ciel feel a little uncomfortable. She looked at Tara and said, "My power is not complete. This time, I need your help to find my 'uniqueness'."

Uniqueness?

Hearing this, Tara instantly became energized. She puffed out her barren chest and said, "Tell me, what can I do to assist you? Do I need to sacrifice myself to restore your strength?"

Charles: "..."

Do I look like someone who enjoys sacrificing Advent cultists?

Although more than a hundred sacrifices were indeed made.

"No, just call your confidant Gema over. Remember, you can't come in your own capacity."

Charles shook his head and said, "I will give you instructions on what to do next."

"Yes, Sir Ciel, I will do it right away."

Tara nodded repeatedly.

She had no doubt about how Charles knew that there was a nobleman named Gema among her confidants. In Tara's mind, it was normal for the Mother Goddess to be omniscient and omnipotent.

Reclaiming some of the "uniqueness"... This is definitely a huge restoration of the power of the Mother Goddess, and it is also another major historical process for the Holy Advent Sect.

This not only proves that the teachings of the Savior Goddess Church are wrong, but also proves the orthodoxy of the Holy Advent Sect.

If this news gets out... I'm afraid most of the people in the Savior Goddess Church will defect to the Holy Coming Church. Unfortunately, this news cannot be released.

And Tara didn't want to release this news.

Only he knew the information about the Mother Goddess... This was enough to prove his importance in the Mother Goddess' heart, and it was also an important proof that made him different from other believers.

Even in the scriptures hundreds of years later, when this passage was mentioned, he would be referred to as the first servant of the Mother Goddess, which definitely made a strong mark in the scriptures.

Moreover, helping the Mother Goddess achieve "uniqueness" is also considered as participating in the epic process, which is what many believers dream of.

Tara has this opportunity in front of her, and she will definitely cherish it and do her utmost to assist the Mother Goddess.

Under Charles' guidance, Tara quickly drafted a letter to be sent to Gema, and Tara would personally supervise the messenger to deliver the letter to the destination - this was to avoid any accidents.

After walking out of Charles' house, the cool breeze blew on Tara's face, slightly relaxing her excited spirit.

Soon, she carefully took out a piece of letter paper from her waist bag.

This is the original document written by Sir Ciel for reference...even the letter paper is Sir Ciel's own.

She unfolded the letter, slowly put it in front of her face, took a deep breath for a long time, until she felt a little short of breath, then she shook the letter away from her face little by little and exhaled.

Although there was almost only the smell of paper and ink, there was also a faint fragrance of a young girl... She must keep this piece of letter well and take it to the grave.

After carefully putting the original document back into her waist bag, Tara walked quickly on the street shrouded in darkness.

This can't go on any longer. I need to quickly fulfill Master Ciel's instructions... rewrite this letter and send it off...

At this time, Charles, who was standing by the window, felt a little relieved when he saw Tara walking away quickly.

In this way... I have established a connection with Tara in reality, and the relationship will be more secretive. Even if I die, Tara will not reveal any information about myself.

Besides sewing up the corpse, all that's left to do is wait...

Charles glanced at the time.

June 6, 26:2.

Everything needs to be in place before July 7st.

With the information in the simulation, Charles was very fast in handling these matters, even knowing exactly what needed to be done at what time.

But the more complete the preparations, the more worried Charles became that some unforeseen accidents might occur.

After all, this is reality, not a simulation, and if you make a mistake you can't start over.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Charles felt a slight headache and buzzing.

She rubbed her temples with her hands, drew the curtains, and sat back down at her desk.

The candlelight in front of him dispelled some of the darkness, but it could not dispel the slight tension in Charles' heart.

This sense of urgency and crisis is something that I cannot experience in the simulation.

If you come into contact with Tara in advance, disaster will come in advance.

The variables have already appeared.

So... I can't rest yet...

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Chapter 7: July 1st, weather, cloudy.

In the cold room, a red-haired girl was leaning against the bed, hugging her knees with her hands, covered with a quilt, and burying her face in her knees, just sleeping like that.

A few minutes later, she suddenly raised her head as if she was drowning in a dream, and her toes were nervously digging into the bed sheet, wrinkling the originally flat sheet.

She looked around in a daze, her hair in front of her forehead scattered in a messy manner.

Soon, her eyes gradually turned cold, as if the confused and helpless look at that moment had never existed.

"system."

Charles called the system in his heart and looked at the current time.

6 o'clock in the morning...

It seems that apart from the gas pipe leak on the first floor at 4 am, there is no other bad luck...

Without the interference and influence of meeting Tara, the subsequent rhythm should be consistent with what was recorded in the simulation.

I just don't know if this misfortune will cause Lucy or Opold to react with stress and create even greater misfortune.

But it should be okay... At this point in time, they may not have associated the bad luck with the seal or anything else.