Miss Witch's Speed ​​Run Manual

"Do not!!!"

"Quiet!"

At the same time, Charles, who was walking towards the back garden, looked back in the direction of a carriage and blinked in confusion.

What's that? Air raid sirens?

However, after realizing that it was not a riot, Charles did not pay much attention to it. Instead, he entered Avina's manor from the back garden, walked to the study on the second floor, and walked straight in.

Judging from Avina's appearance, it seems that she won't be free anytime soon. She might as well take advantage of this time to read a book - after all, there is no other entertainment here.

The maid who led Charles closed the door of the study for him, then quietly slipped to Avina's side and told her in her ear that Miss Charles had arrived.

Avina glanced at the time shown on her pocket watch. The important guest had arrived early, so she temporarily handed over everything to the butler and walked towards the study.

Gently opening the door of the study, Avina saw Charles standing by the bookshelf, reading a book. She seemed not to notice the sound of the door opening and was still concentrating on the book in her hand.

Avina quietly closed the door, stepped on the soft carpet, and moved closer to Charles, deliberately keeping silent.

What she didn't know was that Charles had already withdrawn his attention from the book since she opened the door. He just pretended to turn the pages and didn't look back.

3 meters...1 meters...

When Avina's footsteps were almost behind him, Charles turned around and asked, "Avina? When did you come?"

Avina, who had just raised her hand, put it down without leaving a trace. Her eyes moved directly to the book in Charles's hand. She nodded and said, "So you also understand the Faroese language?"

Although Avina tried her best to pretend that nothing had happened, her method of changing the subject was still a bit childish, just like a kitten that was caught doing a prank and then pretended to be busy combing its fur and washing its face as if nothing had happened.

"I just remembered something. Didn't you say you were going to take me clothes shopping? Why did you leave so early?"

Ciel suppressed his laughter and asked.

"A guest arrived early, and Nia came back to meet him."

Avina shook her head and said, "I'll make it up to you next time."

"If you don't mind, you can wear my old clothes for the party... They're hand-me-downs, but they've basically been worn once or twice."

I only wear one set of clothes once or twice...

Avina's arrogance has exceeded Charles's expectations. She even feels that she doesn't need to buy clothes anymore and can just pick up clothes that Avina doesn't want and wear them.

Anyway, she doesn't mind wearing Avina's clothes, but maybe Avina herself would mind a little.

"I have no opinion."

Charles seemed to have thought of something and asked, "A very important guest?"

Even if the prince's son came to Buren City, he would come to visit Avina, and Avina didn't even have to come to visit in person... Was the person who came of high status?

After taking a deep breath, Avina said slowly: "It's someone from the family. He came here without any notice. I guess he has some important information... Originally, this was just an ordinary banquet that I used to exchange information regularly."

Charles nodded, and couldn't help but envy Avina's network of connections.

Avina just doesn't like or will not take the initiative to talk to others, nor does she like to interact too deeply with others, but this does not mean that her emotional intelligence is low.

From her attitude towards Hastings, it can be seen that even if he is just a relative of Charles' friend, Avina will give him enough face and respect and will not be cold to him.

"Exchange information..."

After thinking for a moment, Ciel asked, "Are all those here extraordinary people?"

“No, there are almost no extraordinary people.”

Avina shook her head, "It's just business."

"Business……"

Charles nodded, and instantly felt a very high-end feeling.

Charles knew next to nothing about any business, but he did want to learn about it.

After all, judging from Avina's food, clothing and daily necessities, making money through business is much faster than robbing money by Charles, and it is also safer.

Suddenly, Charles realized something and asked, "Your money... is all earned by yourself?"

After hearing what Charles said, Avina asked in confusion: "What else?"

Huh? Wasn't it given by the family?

"While I did use the Russell family's name and initial funding, every penny I spent was earned by myself,"

Avina realized that she had not told Charles about these things and explained, "The largest shares of the company, mine, and factory are in my hands."

"Aren't you super rich now?"

Charles asked in surprise. She had always thought that Avina spent all the money given by the family, about one or two thousand pounds a month, but now it seems that Avina is even richer than she thought.

"If you ask me to spend more than 10,000 yuan to help you buy the title, I can do it."

Avina shook her head and said, "But if we do that, the company will go bankrupt."

"What I do is just small business. The real big business is in the hands of Ansu and Ocean Company."

"That's it..."

Charles nodded and made an approximate estimate of Avina's wealth.

Her assets must start at 20,000 to 30,000 pounds, but the actual amount of money she can directly take out is estimated to be no more than 7,000 pounds. If it is more, the capital chain may not be able to turn around.

"Are you short of money?"

Avina looked at Charles' thoughtful expression and asked.

"Me? No problem. The organization will give me money."

Ciel shook his head.

Even if it was the "Performer" potion, Charles would not borrow money from Avina unless he had no other choice. After all, she had so many ways to obtain the potion, and it didn't necessarily require money.

Even letting Tara gather cultists to attack the Royal City of Anzu in the simulation, and then taking advantage of the chaos to grab a bottle of "Performer" potion and perform the re-creation ritual before committing suicide is no problem, but this feels a bit like using anti-aircraft guns to kill mosquitoes.

"Have you reported your safety?"

Avina looked at Charles and asked, "You look like you have a lot of free time."

"Yes."

Ciel nodded, raised his hand and touched his stomach, saying, "I'm full from snacks and desserts."

"Then I'll pick out an outfit for you?"

Avina's gaze naturally shifted from Charles' face to the bookshelf, and she seemed to be distracted by the titles of the books.

"Row."

"Go to my room."

After hearing Charles' reply, Avina turned around and walked towards the door. Charles followed her, and they walked out of the study one after another.

As soon as he walked out of the study, Charles saw a girl with golden curly ponytail standing in the gallery admiring paintings. After hearing the sound of the two men coming out, the girl lowered her head slightly in surprise and greeted them.

"Good afternoon, Her Excellency Avina, and this beautiful lady."

"Good afternoon, Isabella."

Avina also nodded slightly and greeted the girl.

Charles, who was passing by, also nodded slightly, imitating Avina, and said with a smile: "Good afternoon."

Soon, Avina and Charles passed the girl with a ponytail and went straight upstairs. The girl who stayed there looked at their backs, nodded slightly, and seemed to be thinking about something.

It’s just as I thought...that red-haired girl has a complicated identity.

It's hard to make a breakthrough and establish a good relationship with Avina, but the girl next to her seems to be more innocent, maybe she can be the starting point...

While Isabella was still lost in thought, Charles had followed Avina back to her room. After turning around and closing the door, Avina took Charles straight to the dressing room.

Opening the door of the dressing room, the space inside was twice as large as the living room of the house Charles rented. There were all kinds of clothes hanging inside, and there were usually special maids to take care of them.

There were even two special glass cabinets for storing various jewelry. The colorful gems inside sparkled under the light, instantly attracting Charles' eyes.

After noticing Charles's gaze, Avina said, "The raw materials for these jewels are basically free, it's just the processing fees that are more expensive. You can choose whichever one you like."

"No... I'm just taking a look..."

Charles averted his gaze.

In her eyes, what was glittering were not jewels, but piles of gold pounds.

Avina walked to one of the cabinets, took out a new petticoat, handed it to Charles, and said, "Take off your clothes and I will help you match them."

Avina had seen her naked body many times, and Charles didn't feel shy at all. After hearing Avina's words, he consciously took off all his clothes and put on a new petticoat.

At this time, Avina, who was picking and choosing in the wardrobe, heard the rustling sound of Charles changing clothes. She resisted the urge to turn her head, but her hands began to tremble.

This is a confusing mind.

It’s not like Avina had not helped the unconscious Charles change his clothes before, but at that time Avina was more of a “gentleman” and didn’t look if she could avoid it. She just helped Charles change his clothes normally.

Moreover, even if Charles was naked while in a coma, Avina didn't feel anything special. But if Charles was awake, Avina couldn't control her gaze, even when he was wearing clothes.

"What color do you prefer?"

As if to ease her accelerating heartbeat, Avina asked casually.

"Black, please."

Charles tugged at his petticoat and answered.

It’s not that I really like black, but I think this color is more low-key and should be more suitable for me.

Black?

It's the color of my hair...

Avina couldn't help but think wildly. She closed the wardrobe in front of her, opened another wardrobe full of black dresses, and picked out a slightly simpler one from the dazzling array of clothes.

This is a style of a white pleated shirt paired with a black puffy skirt. The neckline and sleeves are decorated with fluffy lace ruffles. It is paired with a black short cape to add more color to the overall look. It is a popular style recently.

Ciel doesn't seem to like fancy decorations and lace, so this one should be more suitable as a dress, and it can be paired with some accessories...

But...when did I buy this dress? Why don't I remember it?

Avina handed the suit in her hand to Charles and said, "Try this one."

After handing the clothes to Charles, Avina walked around him, went to the jewelry cabinet, and began to choose accessories for Charles.

After she chose a ruby ​​pendant to match Charles' red hair, she looked back and saw that Charles had changed into new clothes and was standing there, pulling at the ruffles on his sleeves with his hands, as if he was not used to it.

"This dress is too light... I feel like it's going to let in air."

The friction between the light clothes and the silk petticoat made Charles feel a little uncomfortable. He was used to wearing rough and heavy clothes before, so he always felt uncomfortable with such clothes.

It feels like once the battle starts, the clothes will explode with just a few pulls, which is very impractical.

"It will also come with a cape...don't move."

At this time, Avina had already walked in front of Charles with the pendant.

After hearing what Avina said, Charles also lowered his hands and stood there obediently as a "changing doll".

Avina opened the clasp of the pendant, pinched the two ends of the chain with both hands, used the back of her hand to push all of Charles' long hair behind him, and put her arms around Charles' neck.

"You...how much height do these boots increase?"

Charles slowly raised his head, looked at the tip of Avina's nose, and couldn't help but complain.

She hadn't thought Avina was so much taller than her before. Isn't she just a little bit taller?

After hearing what Charles said, Avina subconsciously lowered her head, and the tips of their noses touched each other, and they could feel each other's breath.

This action made both of them almost pause for three or four seconds. It was not until Avina felt Charles' hands slowly hugging her slender waist that Avina took a deep breath, slowly turned her face to the side, and lowered her head.

The pendant had already slipped from Avina's hand and hung on the lace in front of Charles. This sense of being in a superior position made Avina feel unprecedented pleasure. Just as she hooked Charles' neck with one hand and wanted to press the back of Charles' head with the other hand, she felt herself being pushed gently.

Avina, whose strength was inferior to Charles', was instantly defeated. She lost her balance and almost fell backwards.

But Charles' hands were very strong. He firmly protected Avina's waist, gently put her down, and let Avina sit on the stool behind him.

For a moment, the situation was completely reversed, and Charles became the one in a superior position.

A feeling of frustration surrounded Avina. She seemed to want to fight back and opened her mouth slightly to bite Charles' lips, but this action made her the one who was completely defeated.

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