Miss Witch's Speed ​​Run Manual

Simon straightened his body, quickly calmed down, and carefully felt the subtle changes in the surrounding environment.

All of his senses were amplified countless times: the sound of rats gnawing in the sewer, the aroma from the fried fish stall at the end of the street, the breeze blowing through the gaps in the curtains...

Countless heartbeats rang in his ears one after another. He closed his eyes, and his vision seemed to pass through many floors, allowing him to clearly "see" those beating hearts.

He was almost familiar with the heartbeat frequency and sound of all the residents around him. Apart from the busy streets, he could detect the sound of a rapidly beating heart with an unfamiliar frequency.

He quickly raised his eyes and locked onto another room several floors away from his own townhouse. His sight seemed to penetrate layers of walls and look directly at the other person.

A strong heartbeat, a special smell of blood... It's a woman, she is there.

The other person seemed to have noticed that he was being noticed. His heartbeat intensified, and in a flash, he went farther away.

run away?

In front of the "Secret Hunter", no prey can escape.

Because Simon had already recorded that person's scent, all that was left was to chase him and wait for his prey to become exhausted...

Simon quickly opened it, took out a black coat and put it on, ran to the window, opened the window directly and climbed onto the roof, then began to move quickly between the rooftops, running towards the direction of the smell.

The other party seemed to be in a complete panic. Although he changed direction quickly several times and sometimes even crossed the street, he could not escape Simon's scent search.

He used almost all four limbs, like a bloodthirsty beast, to chase after the flashing figure whose distance was gradually shortening.

50m…40m…

20m...

The opponent's movement speed is not fast, and his fast movement is just relying on the flashing of white shadows.

As long as the speed of the white shadow floating close to the ground is not as fast as his running speed, it is only a matter of time before he catches up.

But soon, when Simon was only 10 meters away from the other party, he stopped on the roof and grinned slightly.

Four sharp canine teeth were squeezing the surrounding teeth bit by bit and slowly coming out. Simon looked at the green-haired figure that stopped in the narrow alley and did not act rashly.

He also realized that the other party was deliberately leading him to a less crowded place...

We also have to consider the casualties around us. This seems like something only an Orthodox "missionary" would do.

He must keep a distance from which he can escape at any time.

Simon slowly reached out, pulled out two throwing knives from the inner pocket of his coat, and threw them directly to the ground.

The figure of the green-haired girl in the alley flashed, and the next moment, she appeared three meters away. The flying knife pierced into the white shadow that remained in place, passed through the white shadow, and directly inserted into the ground.

thump--

A faint, ordinary heartbeat sounded not far behind Simon. Before Simon realized anything was wrong, a green light flashed behind him.

not good!

Simon reacted quickly, turning around quickly, but before he could even see the man's figure, the green light penetrated his clothes and engraved in front of him. This was -

The Keyman's Sealed Object?!

Is it the key man?!

After only a fleeting glimpse of the red-haired figure and the iron mask, Simon gave up all resistance and allowed the impact of the green light to push him tumbling into the alley.

"Cough cough..."

Simon rolled to the ground, spitting blood, but he quickly struggled to his feet, half-kneeling with his head lowered, and said, "Sir 'Keyman', I didn't know it was you..."

He could hear the ordinary person's footsteps slowly walking to the edge of the roof. The sunlight cast her shadow in front of Simon's eyes. He quickly closed his eyes, not daring to spy in any way.

He didn't think that he was really an ordinary person... He guessed that he had been in the key man's "dream" at some point in time.

At this moment, Charles, standing on the roof, looked at the man kneeling below, and felt a wave of weakness in his body.

She looked at the emerald ring on her left little finger and shook her head slightly.

It was impossible for Ciel to sacrifice his own flesh to this seal, so he could only let it draw his blood.

Having nearly 500ml of blood drained away at once made Charles feel a little weak and dizzy, but fortunately, her experience of using "Fatal Blood Roland" many times had made her more resistant to massive blood loss and anemia.

She looked at Tara, who was not far in front of the man, and said, "Let's start."

In order to avoid Simon hiding due to the noise of the explosion, Charles decided to split his troops into two groups, letting Tara restrain Simon first, and then meet up after he had evaluated the success of the explosion to avoid a false alarm.

Fortunately, the explosion went smoothly. A barrel of siege powder almost destroyed one and a half houses and seriously injured dozens of Blackwater remnants. The two leaders and the waiter who had seen Charles were torn to pieces by the explosives at close range.

No civilians were killed, and the police were attracted. Charles achieved his goal of disposing of the explosives, which was perfect.

And now, it was the captain of the squadron who had rushed over to deal with this chaos.

If the position was locked in advance, even an ordinary person would have a chance to kill the Level 2 with a gun, but for the sake of safety, Charles still used the "Suture Ring" which made less noise and movement.

Moreover, using the seal ring seemed to make the other party mistake him for the key holder, which saved Charles a lot of trouble.

At this moment, Tara, who heard Charles' order, slowly walked towards Simon in front of her. A white shadow emerged from the shadow on the wall beside Simon and grabbed Simon's hair.

"Sardana will guide your future path, lost one."

The moment their eyes met, Tara started brainwashing.

The mental power of the second level will be greatly improved compared to the first level, and the interference of the potion must be filtered out. Generally, the opponent must be in a state of serious injury and mental depression to ensure the success rate.

But when the opponent had no will to resist at all, Tara quickly implanted the "Sardana Mark" in him, making him a member of the Holy Advent Sect.

Tara seemed to have experienced such a skilled baptism countless times - but she didn't know why she was still stuck at "missionary" and didn't continue to drink the next level of potion.

After Tara completely controlled the other party, Charles took advantage of the situation and pretended to be the key man, conveying new instructions to Simon.

Charles wanted him to get a "message", that is, the Key Man would pretend to be dead for a while, so that they would continue to stay put. At the same time, if other members of the Pleasure Club came to the door, he must pass the message to Tara.

In this way, the other extraordinary people still learned the news that "the key man is dead" released by the Deton Group, while the Chaos Squadron and even the Joy Club received the news of "fake death".

Before they found the Key Man's body, his life and death became Schrödinger's cat.

It was not until Simon received the message and left with his injuries that Charles jumped down from the roof. After kicking against the wall several times, he landed steadily on the ground.

The matter of the Chaos Squadron has been resolved... As long as nothing unexpected happens, there will be nothing else for me to do next.

Tara will be introduced to Avina later, and then we can wait for Avina to finish her business before setting off for Ansu City.

Charles did not take a carriage, but took Tara back to North and South Stone Street and found the old landlady who had rented a house to them before. He bought No. 150 for only 44 pounds.

Other more humble townhouses, without even a bathroom, might only cost around 50 pounds, but the two-story building where Charles and his sister previously lived was slightly better and several times more expensive.

But this price was within Charles's reach, and she had brought money with her this time, so she wouldn't need to borrow some from Tara first.

After buying the house and getting the key, Charles simply said goodbye in his heart when passing by No. 44 and did not go in.

The 150 pounds spent can be said to be meaningful, or it can be said to be completely meaningless. After all, Charles may never come back in the future, and keeping this house is just to keep a memory.

Charles is a sentimental and nostalgic person. She is willing to spend 150 pounds to make herself feel a little more at ease and to have a place she misses.

In fact, this choice is very correct. If Charles completely forgets about this place, it may mean that she has serious mental problems.

Many extraordinary people who are on the verge of losing control, without the help of "listeners", rely on returning to the deeper parts of their memories to stabilize their minds and recall who they are.

After finishing this last thing, Charles had nothing left to do in Clocktower Lane, so she and Tara took a carriage back to Avina's manor, waiting for Avina's return.

……

Around five o'clock, Avina returned to the manor.

This negotiation seemed to have made some progress, and Avina's insistence on reasoning had achieved certain results.

But she had eaten almost nothing all day except a little breakfast.

After notifying the chef to prepare dinner, Avina did not go upstairs directly, but went to the dining room. She sat in the dining room and casually asked the personal maid beside her.

"Is Ciel back?"

Avina asked.

"Ms. Charles has returned. Do you want me to ask her if she wants dinner?"

After a moment's hesitation, the maid leaned forward slightly and added softly, "Ms. Ciel seems to have brought back a little maid. She's quite cute..."

"Ok?"

Avina blinked, even suspecting she had misheard, but her face remained expressionless as she simply asked, "Oh, where are they?"

"In the study, I've been there for about three or four hours."

The maid replied.

"Ah."

Avina responded, but somehow, she suddenly felt not so hungry anymore.

She stood up and said, "No need, I'll just go call her."

After saying that, he left the maid and Nia who were looking at each other in bewilderment and walked towards the stairs - his steps seemed to be much faster.

Nia was rarely curious, but she restrained herself and did not follow.

Even a judge cannot settle family disputes, and she can't solve anything by following him.

Both she and Avina knew that Charles had picked up a little girl. After all, the nurses on Adele's side were assigned by Avina, so she was naturally well-informed.

But what she didn't expect was that Charles brought the refugee child back without saying a word. Judging from Miss Avina's expression, it seemed that he had not discussed it with her yet.

Nia shook her head and sighed. She almost expected that Charles would have a few more wounds on his body...

At this moment in the study, Charles was flipping through a book quickly. There were several books piled in front of her.

Tara, on the other hand, was holding a small fan and gently fanning Charles, looking at him with some admiration as he was flipping through a book.

As expected of Her Majesty the Mother Goddess, she reads so fast... I was standing behind her and hadn't even finished reading the first two parts, but Her Majesty the Mother Goddess had already turned to the next page.

With such a learning speed and endless life, it is no wonder that gods are omniscient and omnipotent.

But where exactly is this place? Judging from the attitudes of the maids and waiters, it doesn't seem like the Mother Goddess's residence...

At this time, Tara seemed to hear footsteps at the door, paused slightly and looked towards the door.

Who?

Tuk Tuk——

After knocking on the door twice briefly and symbolically, Avina opened the door of the study and looked inside. Her eyes were immediately fixed on the little girl with green hair.

Is it her?

Although she looked a little thin, she was indeed as cute as the maid said. Moreover, when she looked at her, her eyes did not dodge or change at all, she just lowered her head in a formal manner.

Not a refugee.

Avina came to this conclusion immediately.

"You're back?"

Charles closed the book in his hand, looked in Avina's direction, and smiled faintly, "Welcome back."

"Well, they agreed to transfer the first £1 to my account... I don't have to worry about my livelihood for a while."

Avina nodded, walked over to Charles and asked, "Are you reading?"

Avina deliberately did not mention the matter of the maid behind Charles, just to give Charles a chance to explain himself.

"Well, everything is done, I'll read a book."

Charles stood up and turned slightly to reveal Tara behind him. He said, "Let me introduce you. Your name is Tara. Your current disguise is a refugee from Bei'ansu."

Sure enough, they are not refugees.

What is her identity?

Avina slowly walked in front of Tara, stood beside Charles, nodded slightly, and said: "My name is Avina, and I am the owner of this place."

Avina almost stood in front of Charles, looking as if she was going to assert her sovereignty.

"Just call me Tara..."

Tara bent down slightly and lowered her head.

But at this moment, some doubts flashed through Tara's mind.

Who is this woman? She looks like she's intimate with Ciel-sama... and... the smell of her hair...

Why did the soap she used smell exactly like the one on Sir Ciel?

"She was sent by the organization to protect and assist me,"