Miss Witch's Speed ​​Run Manual

Although Eleanor was a little excited and wanted to continue asking questions about how to summon dark insects, she also knew that it would be a bit impolite to continue asking.

She had to return to the Vatican as soon as possible, report the matter to the Pope, and discuss a result as soon as possible.

Although handing over power to someone else might cause serious problems...but what problem could be more urgent than being hunted by several other organizations? They are already on the brink of life and death.

After Eleanor expressed her respect to Charles and Avina again, her figure turned into a black shadow and disappeared from the spot.

It was not until Eleanor left that Avina put down the teacup and looked at Charles beside her.

"Back...to the past?"

This was the first time Avina heard this. She looked at Charles and asked in surprise, "Ciel...is this true?"

"Yes."

Charles looked at Avina beside him and nodded slightly. "Remember the sudden weakening of my mental strength that occurs from time to time? That's the manifestation of a flashback... Maybe in that moment, I have already spent an entire day in another time and space."

According to the system, if Charles revealed things like time travel in the simulation, it would not cause any catastrophic consequences as long as he did not mention it in reality, so Charles did not hide it.

Moreover, she was also curious about Avina's reaction when she heard these things.

"That……"

Avina's brain was working, trying to understand the concept of time travel. She asked hesitantly, "You asked for so many potions before..."

"Yes,"

Ciel nodded, "I've tried almost everything."

"No wonder."

Avina felt that she had discovered another of Charles' secrets, and it was a shocking secret.

Moreover, all those strange things that Charles had done before now had an explanation.

"But, looking back, I'll forget all this, right?"

A new question popped up in Avina's mind.

There is no way. Anyone who faces this magical power will not be able to control their inner curiosity.

Charles: "Yes."

"That's good."

Avina shook her head and said, "At least I won't remember the sad things before."

After asking a few more questions, including one about Adele, and confirming that everything was fine, Avina breathed a sigh of relief and stood up and walked to Charles.

"Does the effect of different potions cause your personality to change differently every time you drink them?"

Avina bent down slightly in front of Ciel and asked.

This was something she was very curious about.

"I guess so... There are some who are more irritable, some who are more cold-blooded, some who like to stir up trouble, and some who like to gamble everything... and so on..."

Ciel nodded, yawned again, and said, "Can I go upstairs and sleep for a while..."

There are so many different personalities of Ciel...

I really want to take a look at them all...

When I think about it this way, have I, in different time and space, tasted the "flavor" of different Shire?

This is too... cool, right?

But the Charles of other potions sound like they are not easy to deal with, and it seems that I will be the one who suffers.

But Ciel, who was affected by the "Coroner" potion, looked like he was easy to bully.

Avina slowly raised her hand, pinched Charles' cheek, and rubbed it gently.

But Charles just looked at her speechlessly, without any movement, and was too lazy to even raise his hand to stop her.

She gently pushed Charles' shoulder, and he was easily pushed back against the sofa cushions.

Avina looked at Charles who was looking at her with a confused expression. She had to consider whether this was her only chance in this life.

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Chapter 222: You asked the Mother Goddess to sign the holy contract?

Avina looked at Charles who was easily pushed down on the sofa, and her emotions were intense and complicated.

After a brief moment of excitement, Avina felt an inexplicable sense of frustration in her heart.

It was as if she had to use this "despicable" method to gain a brief period of dominance.

Especially since Charles in front of her was in a state of no resistance - if Charles put up a little resistance, Avina would feel a little sense of accomplishment.

Avina took a deep breath.

She simply sat astride Charles' thighs and cupped his face with her hands.

Who cares about her! A despicable win is still a win!

Ciel blinked slightly, then slowly closed his eyes.

Looking at Charles' slightly opened lips, Avina's heart began to pound. The joy that had originally been brought about by Charles' "resurrection" finally burst out at this moment.

Charles's closed eyes seemed like a hint of "permission", so Avina no longer hesitated and lowered her head to kiss him directly.

Avina sucked greedily, but soon she realized that Charles did not give her any response.

No matter how she teased him with her tongue, Charles didn't react at all.

Avina slowly opened her eyes and released her hands from holding Charles' cheeks, only to see that Charles' head had tilted to the side...

She, Ciel, fell straight asleep.

A huge, inexplicable feeling of frustration surged into Avina's heart.

It was as if all her previous "efforts" had not aroused any emotion in Charles - it was not even as important as sleeping.

She seemed to have seen Charles, who looked like he was still sleepy, looking at her and saying slowly, "Is it over?" "I don't feel anything."

“Ciel…!”

Avina lowered her voice and reached out to pinch Charles' face. She wanted to pinch Charles' face hard and leave a red mark!

But as soon as her hand reached Charles' cheek, Avina couldn't bear to wake up the sleeping Charles, so she could only pinch Charles' cheek and rub it gently.

"Ugh……"

Avina sighed lightly, put down her hands, and slowly leaned forward, resting her head on Charles' shoulder, looking sideways at Charles who seemed to be fast asleep.

She didn't see any expression of struggle, reluctance, shyness or anger on Charles' face, as if there was no point in taking the initiative... She still liked the original Charles more - even if that Charles would not give in to her at all.

In just a few hours, will Ciel go back in time and return to the past?

Smelling the faint scent of soap on Charles' body, Avina slowly reached out and put her arms around Charles' waist.

Feeling the other person's body temperature and smell, Avina finally felt that "Ciel is really back."

Ciel can repeat the past and future time. Does this mean that Ciel and I have been together for much longer than I have been with Ciel?

It’s so unfair…

If I go back to the past when I didn't know Charles, would he come to find me?

Will I fall in love with Charles at first sight, just like the first time I saw him at the police station that day?

Looking at Charles' profile, Avina's emotions gradually softened. Her mind couldn't help but wander, thinking about the encounter between Charles and herself in different time and space.

Avina reached out and gently pushed aside the long hair on the left side of Charles, and moved her face closer, as if burying it between Charles' neck and shoulders. The tip of her slightly cool nose could feel the warmth of Charles' neck.

"Whether you go back to the past or the future, you will come to me... and love me as always, right?"

Avina murmured, as if asking herself, asking a question that was not in line with her character, and she would never ask it under normal circumstances... It was like she was acting coquettishly.

"certainly……"

From above, Ciel's weak voice was heard.

Avina was stunned for a moment. She looked at Charles' chin, blinked, and after a second or two, she smiled brightly.

"Thank you. I will do that too."

In the dim reception room, the two girls snuggled together tightly, feeling each other's heartbeat and body temperature until night fell.

……

"Charles...Charles..."

Avina gently shook Charles's shoulders.

Charles, who was sleeping soundly, slowly opened his eyes and looked at Avina standing in front of him with a confused look on his face.

"Lady Eleanor is here."

Avina reminded, "They also brought someone named Madeline, the Cardinal of the Savior Cult."

"Oh……"

Charles glanced at the system time.

22:13 minutes.

There is still an hour left before the simulation ends...it seems the other side is late.

After all, this was a crucial decision regarding the future survival of the church. They were able to hold a meeting and come up with a result within a few hours, which was already very efficient.

After all, the Savior Goddess Church is under tremendous pressure now, and they have to seek external help.

"Shall I let them in?"

Avina pointed to the door.

"Change your clothes."

Ciel lowered his head.

Only then did she realize that her clothes had been changed into a light nightgown, and the place where she was lying was no longer the living room, but a large room... which looked like Avina's master bedroom.

He didn't wake up even after being moved and having his clothes changed. He probably didn't feel any danger. It was probably Avina who helped him change.

Charles subconsciously raised his hands to support himself and sit up, but the bone spurs and thorns around his arms directly hooked through the soft silk mattress, and some down flew out.

Charles: "..."

She looked in Avina's direction with an innocent face. Avina shook her head slightly, pointed at the thorns in Charles's hand, and said helplessly: "I'll ask Tara to come over. She will help you change your clothes... I don't know how to help you change."

Is that Tara?

It seems there is no difference.

"OK……"

Charles wanted to roll over to the bed, but when he thought about the bone spurs on his hand, he held back. He climbed up with great effort and walked to the bed to change his clothes.

And Avina left the room and went downstairs to continue greeting the two people.

These two are both level 4 warriors, and for Avina, they are people she has to be careful with.

It took about three minutes for Charles to change her clothes. She put on her boots, walked downstairs, and came to the living room under the guidance of Tara.

Tara knocked on the door and said, "Lord Charles is here."

Then she opened the door, slightly sideways to let Charles in, and prepared to continue waiting by the door.

"You come in too."

Ciel looked at Tara at the door and spoke.

"But... I'm still going to pick up your pajamas..."

Tara looked embarrassed, as if there was something she had to do.

Charles: "..."

Tara...does she really consider herself a maid now?

Did you adapt to the role so quickly?

Seeing Charles' speechless eyes, Tara realized that she had lost her sense of priorities. She quickly lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, Sir Charles. I shouldn't have disobeyed your orders. I'll go in with you."