Miss Witch's Speed ​​Run Manual

Ciel asked softly.

Hearing this, Julis sniffed, unable to suppress her inner worry and frustration any longer. She spoke in a hoarse voice, "Yes... We were completely caught in an unprovoked disaster."

"A month ago, Bishop Xio and I were recalled to the Vatican. We were told to suspend all church activities, keep a low profile, and avoid provoking the nobles and wealthy businessmen... But troubles kept coming our way."

"The church I was in charge of was demolished... I've only been here for a little over a month. I pray to the goddess day and night, asking for forgiveness, but I haven't received any response... I've been abandoned by the goddess..."

Ciel raised his hand and used his index finger to gently smooth away the messy silver hair that was blocking Julis's face. He said, "It's okay. This is just a test from the goddess... As long as we investigate the truth behind the attack, the church will naturally recover."

Julis, whose faith had been shaken, slowly opened her eyes after hearing Ciel's words and looked ahead with lifeless silver eyes.

These days, she has been running around for church affairs, and Bishop Hugh has been missing for a few days. No one has come to comfort Julis, and she has been pushed to the brink of collapse by the pressure.

These few words from Charles were like a life-saving straw to her. She had no choice but to hold on to it tightly.

"Yes... yes, I will help investigate..."

At this time, Tara, who was standing aside, looked at what Charles was doing with his hands, her small chest heaving violently, and she was almost about to explode with anger.

What kind of sisters are these!!!

This is an enemy!!!

Sir Charles had never done this to me! Sir Charles had never been so gentle in guiding me! Why did this woman do this?

Obviously, I am the most loyal one!

No, this couldn't go on. Tara felt that her position as the first servant under the Mother Goddess was in jeopardy, so she quickly said, "Mother Goddess, I've got your clothes for you."

"Oh, okay, thank you."

Ciel withdrew his hand and said, "Tell the others to gather and come with me later. We have things to do."

"learn!"

Tara nodded sharply.

"Lord Ciel!"

"Help her change into clean clothes and let her go back."

Ciel said without looking back as he walked towards the door, "She will help us gather intelligence."

"Yes……"

Tara's mood was obviously depressed, and she glanced hatefully at the silver-haired woman sitting in the corner, who looked extremely weak.

Haha, the "goddess" you are talking about is right in front of you but you don't know it. Just wait, using crooked means to win the mercy of the Mother Goddess is always a crooked way. The favor of the Mother Goddess will eventually fall on those who work diligently to help her!

In the early morning, a horse-drawn carriage drove out of a farm warehouse in the city of Buren and headed towards the city of Buren in the hazy rainy night.

Behind his ears, several carriages printed with the emblems of different chambers of commerce and nobles drove out of the warehouse and blended into the night.

……

Tuk-tuk-tuk——

No. 15, Sir Bridge District, Burren City, Russell Manor, in Avina's room on the third floor.

A soft knock came from outside the door.

Nia quickly stood up, walked to the door, slowly opened the door, and looked at the maid outside.

"Didn't you say not to disturb the young lady's rest?"

Although there was no expression under Nia's cold armor, her tone alone was enough to send a chill down the spine of anyone who heard it.

"Lady Nia, Miss Ciel is downstairs..."

"Ciel?"

Nia's tone softened slightly, but anger returned.

At such a chaotic time, when Avina was seriously injured, Charles didn't seem to care at all, and didn't even come to visit her once, which made Nia feel resentful.

In order to maintain family reputation and stabilize public opinion, the Russell family tried their best to block the news of Avina's assassination, and only secretly sent people to take Miss Avina away.

But how can the young lady now stand the bumps along the way?

To put it bluntly, William didn't tell the truth. The Russell family has not changed at all since the eldest daughter left.

Click, click, click.

Footsteps came from the end of the corridor.

Soon, a figure wearing a black double-breasted suit and a dark brown cloak stood in front of Nia.

After a moment of silence, Nia gave up her seat, but she was keenly aware that something seemed to have changed in Charles.

Is this... a potion?

Did she drink the potion? How?

Charles took off his rain-soaked cloak, hung it aside, and slowly walked towards Avina who was lying on the bed.

At this time, Avina was not wearing any clothes. Her entire body, from the left half of her face to her neck and above her waist, was wrapped in bandages covered with extraordinary medicine.

She suffered severe burns and multiple fractures. If it weren't for a doctor she knew who rushed to her and treated her wounds immediately, she might not have survived until now.

At this moment, Avina's eyebrows were trembling slightly, as if she was enduring pain even in her coma.

Ciel looked at Avina, as if to sear this moment into his mind, even though she could have chosen not to come.

After standing in silence for a while, Charles turned and left, reached out to take the raincoat and put it on, walking past Nia.

"What are you going to do?"

Nia realized that the atmosphere seemed a little strange, and her body armor made a slight hum as she asked.

“Do something you won’t regret.”

Charles smiled, nodded slightly to Nia, and said, "Take good care of Avina."

After saying that, Charles turned and left.

At this moment, Nia's armor trembled after seeing Charles' shark-like teeth.

How could... How could she choose this path? Even in this situation...

Nia wanted to stop Charles and say something, but she found that she had no right to lecture him. Instead...

On the contrary, she also hoped that Ciel could catch the person behind the attack and punish him through lynching.

After thinking about it, Nia quickly caught up with Charles and called her.

"Charles."

After Charles stopped, Nia reached out and handed over an emblem and an unopened letter.

This is the Russell family crest of Avina, and a letter from Adele in Orlando reporting her safety.

"With this family crest, you can mobilize all the forces of the Burren City Police Department."

Nia spoke up.

Nia believed that if she were the eldest lady, she would do the same.

Of course, the eldest lady may be more out of trust, while Nia wants to use Charles to avenge the eldest lady.

If she didn't have to stay by the eldest lady's side now, she would definitely follow Charles and help her complete her plan.

"Thank you."

Charles nodded slightly, took the family crest and letter, put them in his pocket, then turned and walked downstairs.

After watching Charles' back gradually disappear around the corner of the stairs, Nia turned her head and looked at the rainy night outside the window.

I'm afraid there won't be peace in Burren City tonight...

……

Tap, tap, tap...

Several black horses shuttled through the streets. The people riding on the horses wore black helmets and black raincoats. They were the mounted police of Burren City. Normally, they should have rested at this time.

But they did not seem to stop, but rode all the way to the Clock Tower Lane area.

The Zhongta Lane area did not seem peaceful at this time. Even at night, there were many people standing on the roadside chatting in the rain - because most of the factories had closed, and this time on weekdays was their working time.

The short period of unemployment created a large number of drunkards wandering the streets, and occasionally you could see a few people surrounding and beating someone - the person being beaten was basically a refugee who escaped from Orlando or was transferred here.

Attacks like this have occurred almost every day in the past half month, and unemployed workers have poured all their grievances on the more vulnerable Orlando immigrants.

Even if you stay in your rented house and don't go out on the streets, you may be attacked and looted. After the detectives learn that the victims are just refugees, they will not conduct further investigations and will just close the case hastily.

The mounted police rode their horses, galloping down the street, and soon stopped in front of a small detached building.

The mounted police dismounted and took out their police revolvers. The leading detective walked directly to the door and kicked it open.

"Hey! Hey! What are you doing?"

A sturdy man who was lying on the sofa hugging his mistress turned over and stood up, covering his body with his clothes. He looked at the mounted police officer with a gun at the door in a daze and said, "Weston, is there some misunderstanding?"

He pays his protection fee on time every week, and hasn't done anything recently. Logically speaking...

"Where are those barrels of military siege explosives?"

The leading detective pointed his gun at the burly man's forehead and said coldly.

"Powder barrel? What powder barrel?"

The strong man's expression remained unchanged, but he was shocked inside and cold sweat ran down his back.

This is a secret unknown to the other members of the Blackwater Party. How could the police possibly know about it...

boom--

A gunshot rang out, and the bullet pierced the burly man's shoulder. The lead detective said coldly, "You'd better not take any chances. We have accurate intelligence."

"Ugh..."

The sturdy man covered his shoulder with his hands and groaned softly. Only then did he realize that the detective opposite him was not joking.

At the same time, such scenes were taking place in different places throughout the city of Buren.

From nobles to gangsters, anyone who might have a connection with the bombing and the Orlando Republican Army had detectives stopping at the door.

The corrupt policemen who had been doing nothing but engaging in corruption began to bite everywhere like mad dogs, as if some sense of belief supported them to do so.

At this time, on the Gem Avenue, a red-haired girl was walking in the rainy night, seemingly strolling alone.

She was holding a letter in her hand, and she read the contents of the letter softly.

"I'm already at the workhouse, Charles. I'm fine. Say hello to Avina and Amy for me, but here..."

"Inside the bedroom I entered, there was no mattress to be seen, just some hay on the floor."

"These poor people of Bei'ansu huddled together as tightly as possible. Six children were huddled together under a tattered blanket, but many others didn't even have blankets."

"Their emaciated forms and sunken appearances reminded me that without food, their suffering would soon end..."

“Everywhere our carriage stopped on the road, a large group of skinny poor people came to beg for alms.”

"One of the women, holding her dead baby in her arms, tearfully begged us to give her some money so she could bury her child."

"But I've already given away all my money along the way..."

"We traveled west, seeing a funeral or a coffin every few hundred meters until we reached the settlement the Savior Goddess had instructed us to take."

"The seemingly endless suffering here is shocking. I'm sorry, Ciel, I might have been a little too emotional. I will find the cause of the plague here as soon as possible and restore everything... I hope you are all doing well."

"However, I heard that many people have been sent to Ansu. If you have money, it seems that you can immigrate abroad with Ansu's help. This may be a good solution..."

"Don't worry about me. There are many extraordinary people from the Savior Goddess Church here to help. Once I build the laboratory in the workhouse, everything will be fine."

"Your friend"

"Adele"

Workhouse...

This letter was written by Adele more than ten days ago. During this period, according to Mayor John, the workhouse had been burned down, so he believed that the attack was a revenge by the Savior Cult.

Ciel looked up, took a deep breath, letting the cool air into his lungs, and then gently exhaled.

She put the envelope in her pocket and continued walking forward alone.

But if there is a supernatural person present at this time, he will be able to see it.