Miss Witch's Speed ​​Run Manual

"Follow me, quickly."

They turned left and right in the chaotic and dark alleys. The environment here was even more dilapidated than the Clock Tower Alley area, but Charles felt a little more at ease.

This is an environment she is familiar with.

Soon, Lucy stopped in front of a dilapidated shack. After confirming that there was no one around, she knocked on the door rhythmically.

Slowly, the wooden door was opened. An elderly man opened it. After seeing Lucy, he bowed slightly and stepped aside. Lucy, with Charles, bent down and went into the shed. They found the tunnel hidden in the shed and walked down directly.

The old man who stayed upstairs slowly closed the door and hid the tunnel again.

"This used to be an underground casino. I discovered it during an operation to crack down on illegal gambling. After shutting it down, I had an old subordinate buy it. I saved his life before, so he can be trusted."

Lucy led the way and explained that the air here smelled musty.

It was not until we reached the bottom that the space suddenly opened up, looking like a large wine cellar, with several ventilation pipes leading directly to the ground.

Although it is quite spacious, the living experience here is definitely not good.

"They live in several rooms over there. The largest one is connected to the underground sewer and has been converted into a laboratory..."

"Well……"

At this moment, Avina in Charles' arms whimpered and slowly woke up - she finally broke free from the double dream and woke up.

"Please call them for me."

Charles looked at Avina in his arms and whispered.

"it is good."

Lucy didn't hesitate and went straight to the rooms, started opening the doors one by one, and looked for people.

She has put all her eggs in one basket and has no choice but to go all the way.

190

Chapter 190: Charles’ limited-time plan.

"Lord Seraphine."

"Your Excellency Seraphim."

At the door of Avina's room, the two "detectives" standing at the door made way to let in a woman wearing a terrifying black iron mask with only her chin exposed.

Seraphim walked quickly into the room and saw the figure lying in a pool of blood at first sight. Beside the figure, there were several "missionaries" wearing the uniforms of the God of Order who were praying in a low voice.

The moment she walked in, the strong smell of blood made Seraphim's scalp tighten. When she saw the face of the man lying on the ground and the potion ingredients separated next to him, the last bit of luck in her heart was completely gone.

"Damn..."

Seraphim quickly squatted down and began to examine the wounds on the body.

There were a total of 8 knife wounds, each of which was of varying depths, but they could be distinguished at a glance. The most fatal wound was definitely the one that went from the eye to the brain.

"Miss Avina is missing. We suspect she committed murder and is on the run."

A high priest spoke, addressing Seraphim.

"We are the first witnesses and have already checked the wound."

Seraphim said nothing, raised her right hand, and pressed it on the first wound on her chest. The low-temperature molten iron condensed from her fingertips flowed down the wound. After sealing each wound, she took out the blood-stained iron mold.

Soon, all eight molds were taken out and quickly sorted into two parts by her and arranged in two rows.

"It wasn't Avina who killed the person, or at least the murderer wasn't just one person."

Seraphim's mind was working fast. She had to find ways to help Avina get rid of the crime and prevent her family from being involved in this murder case.

"There are clear differences between the two sets of knife marks. The four puncture wounds and the one throat slash are deeper, and except for the one in the liver, the wounds are relatively straight. This attacker clearly had greater strength and was a skilled killer."

"As for the other three wounds, they were irregular, indicating that she didn't stab with enough force, causing the tip of the knife to deflect. Furthermore, the knife that stabbed her chest didn't even break her ribs, only scratching them...

It's obvious that this person is weaker, and the place he stabbed was not a fatal point. He is a rookie."

After a brief pause, Seraphim spoke up, "Furthermore, there was no noticeable bleeding from these three cuts, only minor bruising. There was no inflammation or swelling around the wounds, suggesting they were repaired posthumously."

"The murderer is a transcendent whose power has reached at least the second level of 'Brutalist'. After killing Windsor, he forcibly defeated Avina and finished her off, then kidnapped her."

"Avina and Windsor had no conflict and she had no motive to kill Windsor."

The air was still for a few seconds, and after a while, a church "missionary" slowly spoke.

"You have to tell this to that Excellency."

He paused for a second and added, "If you need any help, please feel free to come to the Vatican to find us. I'll take my leave now."

Seraphim gritted his teeth.

Of course she knew who the "Sir" was that the other party was talking about.

Not the Queen, nor the Prince Consort, but the strong note of the royal music.

Windsor is his daughter, which is a well-known "secret" in Ansu's extraordinary circle.

"Mr. Qiangyin."

Before the missionaries left, the detectives' greetings were heard at the door. Seraphim licked his dry lips, stood up, turned to look in the direction of the door, and said with his head down, "Sir Qiangyin."

A tall, white-haired man walked slowly towards Seraphim. He ignored Seraphim, stood in front of the corpse, and slowly half-knelt down.

He reached out and slowly closed the corpse's other relatively intact eye, then spoke in a strong voice, his voice no longer having the calmness and joy it had before.

"Tell me about the situation."

Seraphim steeled himself and told his reasoning. After a long moment, Qiang Yin stood up, adjusted his white tuxedo, and said, "Someone escaped from Windsor Palace today. His name is Charles... Do you have any clues?"

Charles? The genius "Law Judge"?

Now, not only Seraphim, but even those "missionaries" felt their scalps tingling.

If the murderer is Avina, then it really has nothing to do with the Church of the God of Order for the time being. After all, Avina has not officially joined the Church of the God of Order.

But if the murderer is Ciel, then the Church of the God of Order cannot escape responsibility either...

Because before being arrested, Charles had already joined the Church of the God of Order. Even now, she is still considered a member of the Church of the God of Order, because she has not yet been taken to the Holy Law Court to receive judgment.

The Russell family and the Church of the God of Order are now tied to the same rope.

"It was my fault for not supervising him properly. I let a 'law judge' escape. You are not to blame for this."

Qiang Yin smiled faintly, narrowed his eyes, and said, "Keep the news secret. I'll go inform the Queen."

After Qiang Yin finished speaking, he left Avina's room, but the backs of almost everyone else in the room were soaked with cold sweat.

"Quick, find the location of the Ciel Priest and Avina before the Queen intervenes!"

"Go back and report to the Vatican, quickly!"

The clergy quickly rushed out of the room, and Seraphim also ran out as soon as possible.

We must report this to Duke Russell quickly... Mobilize all family forces, seal off Ansu City, and dig deep into the ground!

We can't give the handle to Queen Vitalis!

……

"Xia... Er?"

In the cold basement, Avina slowly opened her eyes in Charles' arms. After her vision adjusted to the surrounding darkness, she looked at Charles' face.

"you're awake?"

Charles half-knelt down, letting Avina's feet touch the ground, and asked softly, "Can you stand up?"

"Can……"

Avina supported herself on Charles' shoulders and slowly stood up. The feeling of her feet touching the solid ground quickly dispelled the dizziness in her brain.

"Here, Ciel."

In a room, Lucy poked her head out and waved at Ciel.

"Ah."

Ciel responded and quickly walked towards Lucy's direction.

When he opened the door, Charles saw various experimental instruments of various sizes inside, as well as a complex herbal smell.

There was a blanket on the floor in the small space. Amy was sleeping on the blanket, while Adele was lying on the laboratory table and seemed to be asleep as well.

The faint light from the lantern is the only source of light here.

The sound of the door opening seemed to alarm Amy and Adele. Adele stood up in a panic and looked towards the door.

"Ciel... wuwuwu..."

The moment she saw Charles, Adele's tears immediately flowed down her cheeks. Without even a moment's hesitation, she wiped her tears and mumbled, "You're finally back..."

Compared to Adele, Amy seemed calmer. She propped herself up and sat up, looking at Charles for a long time without saying a word.

Amy had hardly suffered any injustice during her growing up. The fact that she could live in such an environment for such a long time without breaking down was enough to show her strong mental strength and adaptability.

After comforting Adele a little, Charles began to ask about what had happened to them recently.

It turned out that at the end of September, not long after Ciel was captured, Lucy got the "Gardener" potion. At this time, Amy had already completed the ritual and digested the potion, and was now considered a true extraordinary person.

After being arranged to hide by Lucy, Amy began to join Adele's research. With the assistance of the "Gardener" ability, Adele's research speed advanced by leaps and bounds.

And now, their achievement is that they have successfully cultivated a second violet that can resist rot disease, and there is no longer any problem with the number of samples.

However, it is still unknown how to extract the special ingredients of this violet, whether it can be made into an antidote, or whether plants that can resist rot and disease can be cultivated.

Avina, who had recovered, stood beside Charles and listened to their stories quietly.

When asked by Charles, Avina also told her about some of the things she had experienced during the days when Charles was away.

Charles listened carefully to all the efforts Avina made to rescue her, as well as the names of those who had troubled Avina, and she secretly memorized them in her heart.

When Avina was almost finished with her story, Charles suddenly thought of something and asked, "Where is Tara?"

"Little Tara is in the sewer... She stays there almost every day... She seems to have gone out a few times. We tried to persuade her not to go out casually, but it didn't work."

Adele spoke up.

sewer?

"Wait, I'll look for her first, you guys wait for me."

The one who was most anxious and most likely to do extreme things when she was arrested was Tara. Compared with others, she was not rational at all.

Charles left the room and walked along the corridor to a secret door. After pushing it open, she heard the sound of running water and smelled the stench of a sewer.

Charles walked out of the secret passage, stood in the passage on the right side of the sewer, and looked left and right.

Soon, she noticed a subtle mark.

This is the symbol of the Holy Advent Sect... Charles had seen it when she was at Deton Manor, and she was very familiar with these symbols.

Following the marks all the way forward, Charles stopped at the last mark.

It was a stone wall. Charles reached out, aimed at the brick below the mark, and pushed the stone directly in.

Nothing happened, no vibration or gear meshing sounds were felt.

The stone door was opened, and the warm yellow light from inside shone out. Charles looked inside along the light. An underground space of only fifty or sixty square meters was filled with people in black. They all turned their heads and looked in Charles' direction.

"This rescue plan is of vital importance. We must rescue the people inside at all costs. Children, dedicate your lives and your time of loyalty to... Lord Ciel?!"

Tara, who was standing in the middle and giving a speech with her back to Charles, turned her head after noticing the gazes of others. The words she was speaking were instantly stuck and turned into an exclamation.

Charles understood what Tara was going to do almost instantly and was glad that he had arrived a step early.

Otherwise, part of the combat power will be lost in vain.

Looking at the members of the Holy Advent Sect in front of her, Charles's brain was working rapidly, and an idea emerged in her mind.

"Tara, come here."

Charles waved to Tara.

Everyone quickly made way for him, and Tara, wearing a gown, ran to Charles and bowed her head respectfully.

"Let me ask you a question."

Ciel said, looking at Tara.