Miss Witch's Speed ​​Run Manual

It was obvious that he seemed to have run headfirst into some crazy plan of the Key Man.

No wonder the Keyman cut off contact with the Chaos Squadron and completely disappeared during this period...

"Damn..."

Mond thought to himself.

She doesn't believe all this is a coincidence.

She came to Ansu City with a mission, and it was a mission from a different organization.

At this time, she had two identities disguised. The first one was that of the daughter of a former imperial marquis of the Devo Federation. This identity was higher in the Del Federation than that of an ordinary duke, that is, the ruler of a small principality.

Her second identity is the vice president of the Falos Medical Association under the Natula Medical Group. The purpose of coming to Ansu City is to protect the personal safety of Professor Eve Lafayette and assist her in her actions.

Both of these identities were to disguise her membership in the Pleasure Club - having multiple identities was a basic operation in the Pleasure Club. Without putting on several layers of vests, it would be embarrassing to say that she was a member of the Pleasure Club.

In addition to helping her mentor who is still in Bei'ansu solve the "antidote making" problem here and protect Lafayette, her most important plan is to perfect her own perfect reproduction ritual.

She had a perfect plan... which was to create an unprecedented cholera epidemic in Anzu City.

Because it's so suitable.

It's not that Ansu City has never had a cholera outbreak. As early as nearly ten years ago, there was a serious cholera outbreak in Ansu City, but that time it was caused by natural causes and only about 6000 people died, most of whom were civilians.

Cholera simply changed the habits of the upper nobility and the rich - they drank less water and believed that water could bring disease, and instead drank alcohol instead of water.

However, the city of Ansu did not rebuild its sewer system because of the cholera outbreak. The water source was still polluted, and the public health system was not reformed at all, which created a breeding ground for a second cholera outbreak.

She only needs to push gently, and this cholera will kill at least tens of thousands of people... and she can also use this to complete this perfect reproduction ceremony.

This was a very easy and smooth process, a perfect reproduction ceremony with almost no possibility of failure.

But at this moment, the Key Man's sudden intervention made Mond feel the crisis.

If the Key Man really understood her plan, it would be very easy for him to destroy it... Even if he did nothing and just sent a letter of denunciation to Qiang Yin or Lafayette, her plan, identity and mission would all be ruined.

Therefore, she urgently needs to find the key man to prevent the crazy key man from directly "skinning" her and ruining her plan.

Want to find the key holder?

Or avoid her?

Or... pull her out before she finds me...

The key person is too uncontrollable. Negotiating with her is almost equivalent to exposing yourself directly, putting yourself in an absolutely weak position in the negotiation.

An inspector who was called a "coward" by his own subordinates...was there any need for him to be so scared?

The Key Man now has absolutely no information about Mond, but Mond knows the location of the Key Man's only remaining team, and that team is almost captured by Qiang Yin.

Stay calm, the advantage is mine.

Mond slowed down his pace, adjusted his mindset, and walked slowly towards the Church of the God of Order.

She wanted to find Lafayette and tell her that there might be a "subversive" trying to sow discord, to prevent the Key Man from directly finding Lafayette and exposing himself.

Originally, Lafayette should have left Ansu City long ago, but because the secret agent in the Redemption Society sent him information about the "brain", Lafayette stayed in Ansu to solve the problem.

What Mond didn't notice was that a crow on top of the streetlight was tilting its head and staring at her.

……

wow-

A crow flapped its wings and flew in from the window, landing on Ciel's shoulder and stabilizing itself on her shoulder by flapping its wings.

The crow tilted its head and made a low, hoarse "grunt" sound in her ear, as if communicating with Ciel or asking for credit.

At this time, Charles was taking a nap on the sofa in Tara's hiding place, with the brim of his black hat slightly lowered to block the sunlight.

The table in front of her was a mess, covered with bloody internal organs and body parts. The dirty blood and rotten flesh seemed to form the most relaxing fragrance for her to sleep peacefully.

The crow's visit woke Charles up. She sighed softly, took off her hat, squinted her eyes, and seemed a little uncomfortable with the feeling of the warm sunlight on her body. She moved slightly and sat in the shade where there was no sunlight.

There is news so soon...

Charles' search plan was quite simple. He sent a group of crows to stare at and track everyone who entered and left the Stuart Art Trading Center and check their routes.

Once someone's route is to Windsor Palace, the Church of the God of Order or other royal palaces, or if they are lost, the crows will come directly to report.

In addition, there are many rats lying in ambush around all the people Charles knows. As long as anyone unusual approaches them, the rats will come to report.

These two creatures are the least conspicuous stalkers that can be found in the city.

"Did you lose him right after you left Stuart?"

Ciel slowly stood up, stretched, and yawned.

It seems that the backup plan is no longer useful.

Ciel turned around and looked towards the living room.

At this moment, the living room was densely packed with dozens of black men. Charles walked up to one of them, and the black man slowly raised his hand and lifted his hood.

Its face was made up of rat heads covered in dirty, bloody hair. The densely packed rat heads squeaked and made a terrifying muttering sound.

The lower half of its face was covered with drooping, dark red whiskers that looked like a mouse's tail, which were also wriggling wildly, as if it was excited to see Charles.

These were the satisfactory works that Charles had been working on all night - the Peepers.

They have human limbs and appearance, but their sense of smell and perception have been greatly enhanced, and their intelligence has been significantly improved. They are perfect "investigators" and can directly receive any instructions from Charles.

The most important thing is that they exude the aura of ordinary humans all over their bodies, and even have a complete human life support system - unless the mask is directly removed, even a cautious extraordinary person will not be able to detect the abnormality of the peeper at the first time.

It can be considered a fusion of the abilities of the "Coroner" and the "Queen Bee", a perfect blend of "dead" and "living".

"So good..."

Ciel smiled and stretched out her hand, her slender knuckles gently sweeping across the rat heads, with admiration in her eyes, just like a sculptor admiring his or her proud work.

The black crow feathers on the back of the head of the peeper being stroked spread out like a peacock spreading its tail, expressing its excitement.

Each Peeper would be a perfect commander who could command the rats and crows on behalf of Charles. With them, Charles could expand his search range.

"Wait a minute."

Ciel withdrew his hand, a smile still on his face.

Charles walked into the bathroom and washed her hands carefully as if she was preparing for surgery. After she dried her hands with a clean white cloth, she went straight upstairs.

Outside Tara's room, Charles stopped and raised his hand to knock on the door gently.

"Charles."

Ciel announced her name at the door, leaned forward slightly, listened to the voice inside, and seemed to get a response before she slowly turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.

The curtains in the room had all been drawn, and it was extremely cold and dark inside - even though it was summer, it was as cold as an ice cellar.

Charles walked to the bed and looked at the silver-haired girl lying on the bed with thin cheeks, pale and blue face, and closed eyes.

The girl lay motionless on the bed, as if she had a serious illness.

Charles walked to the bed and sat down. He reached out and took the girl's cold and stiff right hand. He clasped his hands tightly and spoke softly:

"Sorry to have kept you waiting for so long..."

"Adele..."

Ciel leaned forward slightly, closed his eyes, and nodded slightly from time to time.

"I know you're afraid of the dark. It was really rude of them to bury you in a place like that."

"...It's indeed my fault. I won't let you take risks again next time."

"I know you tried your best."

Ciel's dark purple pupils were unfocused, and she looked like a gentle and dull girl. However, the potion that had not been fully digested made her eyes reveal a hint of madness.

This is a kind of unobtrusive, calm and suppressed cold madness.

"it is good."

Charles smiled and nodded. He reached out and gently rubbed Adele's silver hair, saying soothingly, "I'll bring her to see you and ask her to apologize to you in person..."

tear-

Charles's movements were as gentle as possible, but his hair slightly pulled the silver-haired girl's scalp, causing a faint tearing sound - the scalp, which was already rotten, was torn apart with ease.

Even with the most sophisticated technology, it is impossible to completely restore a corpse that has begun to decay.

A faint stench of decay dispersed the fragrance in the room, and the corners of Charles' mouth, which had been raised, were instantly suppressed in the next moment.

The cool feeling stimulated her brain, allowing her somewhat dazed pupils to refocus. In the confrontation between the potion's mumbling and [Calm Thinking], it was the system's skill that ultimately won.

Charles loosened his grip on Adele's body, stood up, closed the door, and walked downstairs.

She stood on the stairs, looking down at the dense crowd of dark figures below, and said in a cold voice: "Find her."

The black "people" put on black crow's beak masks, stretched out their pale, seemingly bloodless hands, and pressed them against their chests, as if they were swearing an oath to Charles.

The next moment, they opened the door and rushed out, scattered in all directions, and soon disappeared on the street.

The Redemption Society’s disguise is indeed effective. At least no police or other extraordinary people will provoke these “harmless” “plague doctors”.

After the peepers left, Charles took a deep breath, looked up in the direction of the room, and then took a step towards the door.

Charles wants to find Eleanor and ask her to assist in his investigation.

However, Eleanor now only listens to Amy's orders, so she has to find Amy first.

……

Amy's residence, 174, Sainte-Iseline-Court, Mafir District, West District.

At this time, a girl with long black-blue hair was standing outside the villa. She was talking to the maid at the door with a somewhat forced smile.

After a while, the maid who went in to report came out and led Charles into the villa.

Talking to living people is troublesome.

Charles walked into the living room, and after a while, she heard footsteps approaching.

"Hmm? Ivy..."

Amy at the door saw Charles' back and spoke subconsciously, but soon she saw the bright blue color of the lower half of Charles' long black hair.

Who is this?

When Charles turned to look at her, Amy felt as if she had been electrocuted. She hurried in and closed the door.

"Xia...Xiaer?"

Amy quickly walked over to sit next to Ciel and asked uncertainly.

"Ah."

Ciel nodded.

"What's going on? Ciel? What's going on lately?"

After hearing Charles' voice, Amy blinked, her eyes instantly reddened, and she asked: "I haven't been able to find you and Adele these past few days, and Avina is nowhere to be found either."

"Adele's landlord said...she was dead. I went to your house again, but your servant also said you were dead...I wanted to look for Avina, but she was never home..."

The more Amy spoke, the more uncomfortable she felt. She raised her hand and wiped the tears from her face with the back of her hand. She looked at Charles with red eyes, as if waiting for his answer.

These days, Amy felt as if she had been left behind by something. She was so anxious that she couldn't find the answer. She almost went to find Eleanor herself and asked Eleanor to tell her what had happened.

But she knew that Charles had agreed with her not to go to Eleanor unless it was a critical moment. But if there was no news from Charles for too long, Amy didn't know if she could continue to abide by this agreement with Charles.

"We're all fine, Amy. We just recently tracked down information about a high-level transcendent. We've been targeted, so we had to fake our own deaths to escape."

Ciel spoke up, "I need your help, Amy."

Hearing that Charles and Adele were fine, Amy finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Okay...how can I help you?"

"Come with me to meet someone."

……

West End, Westminster, Our Lady of the Cross Archbishop's Palace, in the private prayer room of Archbishop Eleanor.

Eleanor, wearing a faceless mask, looked at Charles in front of her and slowly said, "A pleasure party? Are you sure?"

"One hundred percent sure."

Charles nodded slightly.