Miss Witch's Speed ​​Run Manual

14 St. Lawrence Square, St. Lawrence District, Ansu City, Russell House.

This is the most central area of ​​Ansu City, where the powerful and wealthy gather. It is also the location of the Vitalis Palace where the royal family lives. The Russell Mansion is only 0.8 kilometers away from the palace, and it takes only five minutes to walk to reach the Vitalis Palace.

Today, the Russell Mansion welcomed an uninvited guest, who did not encounter any obstruction wherever he went.

Tuk-tuk-tuk——

On the fourth floor of the main building, in a quiet room farthest from the stairs, the door was knocked a few times and then pushed open.

In the room, the exquisitely dressed Avina was sitting at a small round table in front of the fireplace. In front of her sat several noble ladies with extraordinary manners. They were sitting on the cushioned chairs beside the round table, seemingly talking about something.

The sound of the door opening quickly attracted the attention of everyone in the room. Avina, expressionless, glanced at the person standing at the door, then turned to the noble ladies in front of her and said, "I'm sorry to bother you. If you have any news, please let me know as soon as possible."

The noble ladies quickly stood up and walked towards the door. When they passed the girl at the door, they lowered their heads and spoke with some fear.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess of Windsor."

"Good afternoon, Her Royal Highness the Princess of Windsor."

"your Highness……"

Windsor seemed to be in no mood to pay attention to them. She just responded twice and moved aside to make room.

After the noble ladies left, she slammed the door shut, making a "dong" sound.

"I'm very sorry, Your Highness, I didn't know about your visit in advance and failed to welcome you."

Avina slowly stood up and nodded slightly to Windsor.

Princess Windsor has a close relationship with the Royal Movement. Avina also wants to learn some news about Charles from Windsor. She has been trying to contact her before, but was rejected with various excuses.

But this time, Princess Windsor actually came to the door angrily, which made Avina a little confused.

She had tried almost every possible way these days, but she couldn't get any news about Charles... Now that her childhood playmate had come to her, she didn't want to miss the opportunity to find out.

"Stop pretending!"

Windsor quickly walked up to Avina, stretched out his hand and grabbed her neck, and said in a somewhat crazy tone, "Where is Charles?! Where did you hide her?!"

"Uh……"

With her throat clamped, Avina couldn't utter a word, but she didn't dare reach out to pull Windsor's hand away, nor could she use her ability to directly control her to let go... She wanted to know Charles' whereabouts too much.

The person in front of her might be an insider, and Avina didn't want to offend him.

It was not until Avina felt a black screen in front of her eyes that Windsor swung forward and let go of her hand.

thump—

"Cough cough..."

The expensive antique upholstered chair was overturned, and Avina knelt on the ground, holding her throat, coughing and retching.

"Xia...Xiaer?"

Avina didn't forget what she had just heard. She looked up in the direction of Windsor and asked in shock, "Do you... know where she is now?"

"Stop pretending, Avina. You're the only 'psychologist' in the entire aristocratic circle. You're smart and capable, but I didn't expect you to even hypnotize me..."

Windsor picked up the silver knife on the round table and pointed it at Avina.

"Tell me, where is Ciel?"

Where is Ciel?

Wasn’t he captured by the Royal Music?

Wait… Ciel ran away?

Why did the Princess of Windsor find herself earlier than the Queen's Sword and the Royal Symphony?

Could it be that Charles's escape was due to the princess's mistake?

Hearing the news that Charles had escaped, the stone that had been weighing on Avina's chest finally fell slowly. She stood up with the help of the round table and said calmly: "I don't know what you are talking about, Your Highness."

"I hope you can still be so stubborn when the people from the Holy Law Judgment Group arrive."

Windsor sneered, revealing four sharp fangs.

"I've already sent someone to notify them, just wait."

Holy Law Judgment Group?

Shouldn't she ask someone from the Royal Movement or the Queen's Sword to come over?

There is only one possibility: to go far away instead of near.

Charles escaped because of Windsor's mistake.

Windsor, on the other hand, did not want the people from the Royal Movement and the Queen's Sword to know about this.

After reasoning to this point, Avina had already thought of a strategy to delay time.

She wanted to buy enough time for Charles to escape, so that he could run as far away as possible.

"So it's you who's in trouble again, Windsor."

Avina raised the corner of her mouth and said with a forced smile, "It's still the same as before. Without your sister, I feel less worried."

She wanted to create the illusion that she was being attacked in order to delay the interrogation.

The easiest thing to do is to provoke Windsor and make her attack him.

She knew Windsor's weaknesses very well, and she would definitely get angry as long as her sister was mentioned.

But this time, Avina miscalculated. After hearing what she said, Windsor was unusually calm.

She looked at Avina with a half-smile, and after a long while, she slowly said, "By the way... you don't seem to know that I've imprisoned Charles for almost a month, right?"

"As expected of a woman that Miss Russell has taken a fancy to... Whether it's her arms or her thighs, they taste absolutely delicious... Her blood is even more exceptional. Isn't this the finest wine?"

"By the way, she often asks me about you in a roundabout way. What are you doing? My Miss Avina? Are you holding a tea party?"

Windsor raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled, "When I find her, I will have a good talk about this matter."

"you……!"

Avina clenched her fists tightly, and a dark purple light flickered in her pupils.

"You...are attacking me, aren't you, Miss Avina?"

The Substitute Relic in front of Windsor's neck burned with purple flames. After her body shook slightly, she raised the dinner knife and pointed it at Avina in front of her.

"I will also truthfully inform the Holy Law Tribunal of this incident of self-defense."

whoosh-

Windsor threw the flying knife directly and stabbed Avina's lower abdomen with great speed.

rub--

But the flying knife went straight through Avina's body and hit the fireplace behind her, embedding deeply into it.

Avina subconsciously reached out to cover her lower abdomen, but there was no wound on it. Windsor, on the other hand, stared blankly at the dinner knife that had appeared in his hand without knowing when.

"Damn 'psychiatrist'..."

Windsor raised the throwing knife again, but this time, a hand grabbed her wrist.

click-

"Uhhh-!!!"

Windsor's wrist was broken and she let out a scream instantly, but before the sound could last long, the falling knife was caught by a hand and pierced directly into Windsor's heart from behind.

laugh--

puff-

click-

laugh--

One knife! Two knifes! Three knifes! Four knifes!

The first knife pierced the heart, the second knife crushed the liver, the third knife shattered the spine, and the fourth knife cut the carotid artery and trachea.

In just one and a half seconds, the man behind Windsor slashed Windsor with four sharp and decisive strikes, leaving him without any ability to resist.

thump--

Windsor's body fell down weakly, his lifeless eyes looked at the face of the man behind him, his pupils shrank slightly, and a wave of fear surged in his heart.

But it's too late to regret.

The next second, the flying knife pierced directly into her pupil, pierced through her eyeball, and went straight to her brain, splashing brain matter.

In just a moment, Windsor became a gradually cooling corpse.

As for Avina, she stared blankly at the red-haired girl standing behind Windsor, tears gathering in her eyes.

She didn't dare call out Charles' name for fear of being heard. She quickly stepped over Windsor's body and threw herself directly into Charles' arms.

The real touch, the real temperature, the real smell... When the embrace that Avina had been thinking about day and night finally came, she began to doubt whether she was dreaming.

Suddenly, Avina seemed to think of something. She broke free from Charles's embrace, rolled up Charles's sleeves and looked at her arm, then asked nervously, "Charles, are you okay? Did Windsor do anything to you..."

"It's okay, sorry, I stayed there a little longer to get information."

Charles held Avina's cheeks with both hands and comforted her softly, "You know, if you want to leave, I can leave anytime. No one can stop me."

Of course, Charles didn't have such magical powers, this was just to comfort Avina.

With tears in her eyes, Avina kissed Charles on the lips, and the two hugged each other tightly.

But at this moment, an inopportune voice sounded at the door.

"Well... now is not the time for kissing. With all due respect, we have to leave quickly."

Lucy stood at the door, keeping watch, and interrupted their kiss.

Only then did Avina recover from the joy of seeing Charles again. She quickly lowered her head and looked at the corpse on the ground.

Avina quickly regained her composure, pushed Charles away, and said quickly, "Charles, go buy a boat ticket to 'New Territory Island' right now. They separated from the Ansu Federation a long time ago, and anti-Ansu sentiment is the highest there. The royal family's tentacles can't reach there."

As she spoke, Avina quickly squatted down, reached out and pulled out the dinner knife that was stuck in Windsor's body, quickly wiped all the places where Charles had held it with her clothes, and then held the knife herself, holding it with both hands and stabbed Windsor several times with all her strength, letting the blood splatter on her face.

After doing all this, Avina stood up, panting and looking at Charles, and said: "Leave this to me, I can handle it... Miss Lucy, please take Charles away from here... Please."

There was already a hint of pleading in Avina's voice. She knew very well that one person had to stay here... otherwise the royal family would look for them like crazy, and no one would be able to escape.

And Avina, naturally, hopes that Charles can leave and spend the rest of his life in a place where the royal family cannot find him.

"Hurry up, I see the carriage of the Holy Law Judgment Group."

Lucy urged from the doorway.

"Sorry, Avina, I'll explain later."

In order to avoid wasting time, Charles looked at Avina and spoke softly.

Avina seemed to realize something and just took a step forward to say something, but she heard a crisp snap of Charles' fingers, and everything in front of Avina disappeared without a trace.

The corpse, the knife, the blood, Charles, Lucy... everything that had just been seen disappeared without a trace, leaving only her standing alone in the room, as if everything that had just happened was just a dream.

Are you dreaming?

"Psychologist" Avina instantly realized what was happening.

"No, no, no... Ciel... don't..."

Avina quickly searched the room for a weapon to commit suicide, but found nothing. Soon, she rushed to the window, opened it without hesitation, and jumped down.

But as soon as her body touched the ground, it was like touching a soft trampoline. The ground sank deeply and then bounced her up... Even though something so contrary to common sense happened, even though she realized that this was a dream, she could not escape from the dream in a short time.

This is not something an ordinary "dream stealer" can do...

Avina, who was already unconscious at this time, was carried by Charles onto a carriage. She just brushed past those "missionaries", but no one noticed anything unusual here.

Charles, who was holding Avina, and Lucy, who was following beside him, were like invisible people and were not noticed by anyone.

Lucy sat in the front of the carriage and drove the horses to gallop towards the most chaotic East District, the Holy Church District.

It was the poorest and most chaotic area in Anzu, and also the territory of the Church of the Savior. Lucy had previously arranged for Tara and the others to hide here, planning to secretly arrange for them to leave the city after the curfew was lifted.

The carriage carried them into the Sainte-Church district, and no one would have noticed anything different about this ordinary carriage.

But when passing through a sparsely populated alley, the carriage pulled out in the dream disappeared in an instant. Charles landed steadily on the ground and caught up with Lucy in front.