Miss Witch's Speed ​​Run Manual

That horrific spiritual creature was summoned by the Key Man at the instigation of Charles. She only gave it some blood and slightly supplemented the ritual spells and formations as assistance. In fact, it was still the result of the Key Man's summons.

However, the key man died immediately after completing the summoning ceremony, and the spiritual creature lost control and is likely to chase after Charles, the "second person responsible."

Just think of it as exploring the way.

The longer Charles lived in Buren City, the more he felt that Buren City was really living in dire straits every day. The city was about to be destroyed at any time, which made Charles' life very uneasy.

She is now thinking that it might be safer if she moves to Ansu, the most prosperous capital where supernatural powers are most concentrated.

Because there are several orthodox churches there, and the Queen's "Sword of the Queen" maintains order. If what happened in Burren City before happened in Ansu, maybe it would have been resolved long ago, and he wouldn't have to risk his life every day.

This time I went to Ansu just to explore the way.

Charles leaned against the guardrail, looking at the train car in front of him. Every vibration of the train would bring up a cloud of coal dust and emit a pungent smell. However, Charles had walked in the Clocktower Alley area paved with black stone roads almost every day before, and had long been accustomed to this smell.

Tara seemed a little uncomfortable. She covered her nose with a handkerchief and frowned slightly.

Suddenly, Tara, who had been watching the track behind her, seemed to have thought of something. She took off her handkerchief a little, looked up at Charles, and asked:

"Master Ciel, may I ask a question?"

"Ah."

Ciel nodded.

"Why are we avoiding Lord Darkworm? Aren't we here to summon him?"

Tara looked a little confused.

After all, this was the Holy Spirit summoned by sacrificing the lives of her confidants, and the Mother Goddess herself revealed the news of her "uniqueness". Tara thought that the Mother Goddess was going to make the news of the Holy Coming public, but the Mother Goddess chose to abandon the "Dark Bug" and go to Anzu.

Tara didn't ask the question out of resentment because her confidants and students were sacrificed, but out of pure curiosity.

Because in her heart, being able to dedicate her life to the Mother Goddess, the Holy Spirit, and the servants of God is the supreme honor. However, compared to dedicating herself to the Holy Spirit and the servants of God, Tara hopes to dedicate herself to the Mother Goddess, Charles.

After hearing Tara's question, Charles thought about it, shook his head, and said, "Bern City is too small."

The city of Buren is too small...

Isn’t it enough to just call upon the Holy Spirit and God’s servants?

The Mother Goddess wants to summon angels? !

If this is the case, the limited manpower and resources in Buren City are indeed a bit insufficient, and Ansu City is indeed a good choice.

Thinking of this, Tara seemed to gradually understand the Mother Goddess' intention, and she began to become a little excited.

Suddenly, Tara, who had been watching the track behind, seemed to notice something and asked uncertainly, "Mother Goddess?"

"Ok?"

Charles leaned against the railing and looked down in the direction of Tara. Tara seemed to have a lot of problems tonight.

"Look, that..."

Tara pointed in the distance and said hesitantly, "Did Lord Dark Insect... follow us?"

Charles turned halfway and looked back in the direction Tara pointed.

The original red brilliance in the sky did not diminish as the steam train moved away, but maintained the same size and even became slightly larger.

No, it wasn't getting bigger—it was getting closer.

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Woo——!

A huge deflation sound was heard from the locomotive, and along with it, the train's loud whistle blew, like a giant steel insect spewing thick smoke and howling loudly.

Is the train slowing down?

Charles leaned forward to look in the direction of the front of the train. There seemed to be a platform ahead, which was not sure whether it was used for loading or unloading. The train began to slow down in the direction of the platform. It was not known whether it was preparing to stop for a rest, or to load or unload goods.

Looking at the red aurora that seemed to be getting closer, Charles looked in Tara's direction and said, "Tell the conductor not to slow down."

"Yes, Sir Ciel."

Tara nodded without any question, and her figure twisted into a white shadow and disappeared in front of Charles.

At this time, the train driver at the front of the train pulled the whistle cable while using the brake valve rod to slowly "release" the vacuum in the brake pipe and introduce air.

The train's deceleration is not completed in an instant. A skilled driver can slow down slowly to reduce the sliding of cargo on the vehicle.

At the next platform, there is a way sign to pass through Ansu that must be obtained. The train driver slows down the train slightly to avoid missing the way sign and causing unnecessary trouble.

After feeling that the speed of the vehicle was gradually slowing down, the train driver leaned almost half of his body out of the cab and looked towards the platform not far ahead.

It was pitch black in the direction of the platform, but there was a lit, flickering torch that indicated to the driver the location of the road sign.

The driver stretched out his right hand. There was still more than a thousand meters before he would touch the road sign, so he had to concentrate fully.

"Don't slow down, keep going."

A calm voice sounded from behind the driver.

In an instant, the driver's body became stiff. He seemed to have lost control of his body, and even his thinking became sluggish.

On the ground that he could not see, next to his shadow cast by the gas lantern, there was a white shadow covering it, which was controlling his shadow and making him unable to move.

He couldn't even hold on for a second. The ordinary train driver's mental defense was instantly shattered. He sluggishly retracted his body, turned on the vacuum pump, and ended the slow braking.

The air in the brake pipe was pumped out, the brake pads of the wheels under the carriage slowly released, the harsh braking sound disappeared, and the speed of the train gradually increased again.

At this time, not only the train driver, but also several firemen began to speed up and add coal into the boiler. With the full combustion of the coal, the speed of the train began to increase again.

At this time, the signalman holding a torch in front of the platform was holding the ticket in his hand high. He held the hollow in his hand, waiting to let go when the train driver's hand passed through.

But in his sight, the train was going faster and faster, whizzing past him, and he held the ticket in his hand, and only put it down in a daze after the train was far away, blinking in confusion.

"What happened? Fell asleep? Drinking?"

He looked at the direction the train was leaving, then looked at the railway from which the train came. He returned to his duty booth only when he could no longer see any light except his torch. He was somewhat confused.

From his ordinary perspective, he couldn't see the scarlet light in the distant sky that was getting closer and closer.

At the same time, Charles stared at the scarlet sky that was approaching along the railway, and his eyes gradually became solemn.

It was estimated that the brilliant light was still more than ten kilometers away. At this moment, the blood light on the horizon could be clearly seen on the flat ground with a wide view. It might take only a few hours for it to catch up with us.

No...the train is too slow...

Even if the speed of a steam locomotive is increased to its limit, the maximum speed is less than 40 kilometers per hour, which is not even as fast as a family car in the previous life.

But it is impossible for me to run directly from here to Ansu... I simply don't have the physical strength to do it. In fact, I am very lucky to be able to get on this train.

Buren City is at least 12 kilometers away from Ansu, and it will take at least hours to reach Ansu...

When Julis of the Savior Goddess Church sent a message to the Ansu Church, she also mentioned that even at the fastest speed, it would take more than a day for the letters to go back and forth before support arrived.

It now seems that it is not that the Vatican procedures for the Savior Goddess are too cumbersome, but that it is simply limited by the maximum speed of the railway, not to mention that ordinary trains will stop at the platform.

Charles gripped the railing tightly with his hands, a hint of unwillingness in his eyes.

If she was really caught, she might have to consider committing suicide and give up on saving the archived files.

Because this will bring great risks to your real spirit. Anyway, the purpose of completing the ritual and obtaining the key man's spiritual notes has been achieved. If you want to save the game, just use the "Instigator" save mode next time and drink two bottles of potion.

The reason why Charles was unwilling was that he had not yet brought this thing to Anzu.

It took a lot of effort to make such a big toy, which is just right for testing Ansu's safety. The most important thing is that the greater the damage caused by this spiritual creature, the faster her potion digestion progress will be.

Moreover, the rewards brought by the system are very different for successful survival and failure.

Have to think of a way.

"Lord Ciel, Tara has completed the mission."

At this moment, the white shadow that suddenly appeared beside him began to distort, and Tara's figure appeared beside Charles, bowing his head and speaking respectfully.

Tara...

Charles lowered his head slightly and fixed his gaze on the thin Tara.

As the Archbishop of the Holy Advent Sect and the person most loyal to the Mother Goddess, asking her to find out whether the "Dark Bug" is friendly or not...how long can it delay?

At this moment, Tara looked up and met Charles's extremely aggressive gaze. She did not feel any fear, but her heart began to beat fast.

What's going on? Is the Mother Goddess finally going to...

Tara moved her lips slightly, waiting for the words "I do" to come out of her mouth.

It is her honor to dedicate herself to the Mother Goddess.

Charles stared at Tara for a long time, then finally looked away.

Relying only on the flesh and blood of those extraordinary beings, without much blood of its own to support it, the creature from the other world might not have enough energy to complete this journey.

Letting Tara get off the car to block it was a backup option, not Charles' only choice. She still had a chance to observe further.

If it was Charles who took the "killer" route, he would have kicked Tara out without hesitation.

At this time, Charles did have a faster means of movement.

That is to summon Xiao Zuo from the other world, let it drag itself into the other world for fast movement, and arrive at Ansu in advance.

However, doing so would be equivalent to entering the other world again, which would go against Charles' original intention of wanting to stabilize his mind.

Seeing Charles's gaze shift away, Tara felt a sense of loss in her heart, and even her shoulders drooped. One could feel her loss just by looking at her body movements.

One hour passed, two hours passed...

In order to increase the speed of the train, Charles disconnected several freight cars at the rear, but did not continue to cut them off.

If the counterweight is insufficient, the locomotive also faces a high risk of derailment.

The scarlet halo was getting closer and closer to the train, perhaps only about six or seven kilometers away. Charles could almost see the huge shadow of insect wings made of flesh, blood and bones.

Feeling the buzzing in his head gradually getting heavier, Charles turned his gaze to Tara again.

At this moment, Tara was looking excitedly in the direction of the "Dark Bug". Even though her mind was whispering and the things in front of her eyes began to distort, it did not extinguish her enthusiasm.

But at this moment, Charles suddenly felt that the buzzing in his head had weakened a little.

She looked up into the distance. The scarlet light that originally covered half of the sky faded and dimmed a little, as if the speed of the dark insects began to slow down.

Can't stand it anymore?

At this speed, the Dark Bugs will never be able to catch up with the train, and the gap between the two will only get bigger and bigger, unless the train suddenly derails or the front of the train explodes.

"Lord Ciel, the Darkworm has slowed down."

Tara seemed to notice this as well and looked in Charles' direction nervously.

She seemed to want to see the Dark Worm up close and pay homage to the Holy Spirit who appeared countless times in the Bible.

Why can’t I keep up?

At this moment, Charles frowned slightly.

Although she was worried that the dark insects would catch up and pollute and harm her spirit, she would be unhappy if the dark insects did not catch up.

The dark bugs continued to affect and destroy the towns and villages along the way. Charles's potion had been almost digested to the point where he could no longer hear any mumbling, and his eyes had completely returned to normal.

If he continued like this, it wouldn't be a dream to completely digest the potion in one breath, or even digest it perfectly.

Besides…she hadn’t seen the fun of bringing this thing to Anzu yet.

Fun is as important as life. If you lose your life, you will miss out on a lot of fun, but losing fun is as painful as losing your life.

"Carving knife, Tara."

Ciel held out his left hand.

Tara, who was standing on Charles' left, nodded suddenly, then took out her ritual carving knife and handed it to Charles. At the same time, she unbuttoned her collar and pulled it down, revealing her snow-white neck and shrunken bones, making it easier for Charles to take blood.

But after Charles took the carving knife, he ignored Tara who was waiting eagerly on the side, and directly cut his wrist with the carving knife. The bright red blood flowed down Charles' wrist little by little and dripped onto the track below.

Just like that, Charles watched the red light gradually fade away and waited quietly.

After about 12 minutes, the originally dim red light suddenly became brighter, and the speed was obviously improved.

Does it really work?

My own blood seems to have an unusual allure for creatures from another world...

Charles pressed the wound with a handkerchief to stop the bleeding on his wrist, to prevent too much blood from flowing out and allowing the other party to catch up with him.

At the same time, the corners of Charles' mouth rose slightly.