Miss Witch's Speed ​​Run Manual

Avina glanced at Tara who was standing at the door, nodded slightly to her as a greeting, and then prepared to close the door.

"Wait...Tara, take out that business card."

Charles remembered something and said to Tara at the door.

"Yes, Sir Ciel."

Tara took out the business card and handed it to Charles, then helped Avina and Charles close the study door.

While waiting, he could talk to Avina about business matters. Charles didn't understand these things very well, so he could only leave it to Avina to judge.

"what is this?"

After sitting on the sofa, Avina looked at the card in Charles' hand and asked.

"A door-to-door salesman."

Charles handed the business card to Avina and then briefly explained the new technology described by the businessman.

However, the more Avina, who was holding the business card, listened to Charles' description, the more her brows furrowed.

"what happened?"

Charles, noticing the change in Avina's expression, stopped talking and asked, "Is this a trick?"

"No...did he leave any samples?"

Avina put down the business card and looked at Charles for questioning.

"No, he just showed it to me... It was light blue in color, clean as a mirror, all that steel."

Ciel described the circular artifact she had seen.

"He pulled out the Canal Daily and said the cost of replacing the steel wheels was twice as much as repairing the stone of the Capitol?"

Avina confirmed again.

"Yes."

Ciel was still somewhat confident in his memory.

After hearing this, Avina nodded slightly, then looked at Charles and said, "You have seen a rail carriage in Burren City... but have you seen one in Anzu City?"

Avina's words made Charles realize the problem.

Now, Charles is not very familiar with Ansu City. In such a huge city, she has only visited less than 10% of it. She has stayed here for too short a time.

But she had no recollection of ever having seen a rail carriage.

"Railway carriages are only operated on a trial basis in some industrial areas, and are generally used for freight transport. It's not surprising to see them in the industrial city of Burren."

Avina pointed to the business card and said, "He's lying."

lie……

Ciel looked at the business card, narrowing her eyes slightly. She looked at the year 770 and suddenly asked, "Will the railway carriage be able to reach Ansu City in the future? I mean, in a few decades..."

"It's almost inevitable. After all, this increases the speed and cargo capacity of freight, and steel rails and steel wheels can be used longer than wooden wheels."

Avina made her own judgment.

Charles reached out and took the business card.

Originally, she thought the man on the card was just a speculator who told lies all the time, but now it seemed that everything was suspicious... The advanced words and the advanced date on the card gave the time-sensitive Charles a bad feeling.

I hope I'm just overthinking it...

Charles put away the business card, his expression slightly serious.

"What's wrong, Ciel?"

Avina noticed the subtle change in Charles' expression and asked.

"Maybe I'm just overthinking it."

Ciel shook her head. Her focus now shouldn't be distracted by other things - she didn't have the energy to investigate this matter anymore.

"If you have any doubts about him, I can try to contact him..."

Tuk-tuk-tuk——

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"come in."

Avina, who was interrupted, looked towards the door and spoke.

Tara opened the door, Nia walked into the study, came to Avina's side, lowered her head and said: "Ms. Avina, Miss Isabella is at the door of the mansion...it seems that she just arrived."

Such a coincidence?

Avina and Charles looked at each other. After seeing Charles's eyes, Avina looked up at Nia and said, "Let the housekeeper bring her in."

……

At the door of Avina's mansion, Isabella leaned out of the car window and looked at the seven or eight carriages waiting in front of her, and took a deep breath.

She came with gifts and chose the day before Avina's party just to show up or shamelessly ask for an invitation.

Even though Avina hasn't been in the upper class circles of Anzu City for a long time, the resources she possesses are still incomparable to Isabella. For example, Princess Windsor has publicly stated that she will attend Avina's dinner party.

Originally, Isabella had thought that she could become more familiar with Ansu by relying on her brief acquaintance in Buren City. However, looking at the situation in front of her, she felt a little discouraged.

There are so many wealthy businessmen who are almost as rich as my family... I'd better give the painting to Avina and run away... The one who came is me, not my father, and my reputation is not that big to compare with others...

In the Westminster district of Ansu City, a factory owner or a nobleman could be killed by just throwing a brick. Although this is a bit exaggerated, it does reflect some facts.

Just when Isabella was about to slip away, the butler walked straight towards Isabella's carriage after hearing what the maid said.

"Is it Miss Isabella Stuart?"

The butler asked respectfully.

"Ah? It's... it's me."

Isabella nodded and asked weakly, "Excuse me, am I blocking the road? I'll just..."

"Oh, of course not, my dear lady, you are a friend of Miss Avina."

The butler smiled faintly and said, "Miss Avina said that she hasn't chatted with her old friends since we last parted in Burren City. It's a good opportunity for you to come over and catch up."

"I?"

Isabella opened her mouth, feeling a little flattered for a moment.

She and Avina were indeed friends, but their relationship was not as good as "old friends" and "reminiscing about the past". The housekeeper's words really made Isabella feel a little confused.

She walked into the mansion with her maid with trepidation, and was led to the study by the housekeeper. After opening the study door, she saw two familiar figures.

One was Avina, and the other was Miss Charles, with whom he had chatted in the city of Burren.

"Come here and sit down,"

Charles smiled and waved to Isabella, pointing to the steaming black tea beside him and said, "It's quite cold outside, drink some tea to warm yourself up. Just treat this place as your own home, there's no need to be so reserved."

Isabella's eyelids twitched slightly, and she tiptoed in like a thief, sat on the sofa, picked up the black tea and took a sip.

Why does this feel a bit unreal? There are so many people outside who can't get in? How did I get in?

Could it be that my luck has turned?

However, aren't they a little too enthusiastic about themselves...

If this wasn't Avina's home, Isabella would definitely think she was being abducted.

After much thought, Isabella felt that the only thing that could be appreciated about her was the paintings in her home.

Could it be that one of these two people has taken a fancy to a painting in his house?

"Congratulations in advance to Miss Avina on your new home, and welcome back to Ansu City."

Isabella spoke, then looked at Ciel, "Welcome to Anzu City, Miss Ciel... I didn't know that Miss Ciel was also in Anzu City, otherwise I would have come to visit a long time ago."

“I live very close to Avina’s house. If you don’t mind, you can come and chat with me anytime.”

Ciel gave a soft, formulaic smile, narrowed his eyes, and tried his best not to make eye contact with the other person.

After a few simple pleasantries, Isabella, who had no topic to talk about, finally couldn't help herself and asked directly: "Ms. Avina, thank you for inviting me in... If there is anything I can help with, I will do my best to help."

"It's not really a favor, it's just mutual assistance between friends..."

Avina calmly shook her head and then directly said the words she had just briefly discussed with Charles, "Charles has recently become interested in painting and wants to find a good teacher to learn painting. You are quite knowledgeable in this area, so I would like to ask you for advice."

Isabella felt a little overwhelmed by the word "ask for advice." She quickly waved her hand and said, "It's not really a request for advice, but there are indeed many excellent painters in the art center. I can recommend them to you..."

"Is Mr. Pickman accepting students?"

Ciel asked directly with a smile.

"Pickman?"

Isabella was stunned for a moment.

This was an artist that her father had hired at great expense. He was a very solitary painter, and few people appreciated his paintings. Isabella had thought that apart from her father, no one else would like such bloody works of art.

"Yes... He stays in the art gallery almost 24 hours a day and is painting now..."

Isabella nodded, but she felt a little unsure.

Pickman seemed to have a close connection with occult powers, and she was not sure whether introducing them to Pickman would offend this artist with occult attainments.

“Are you painting now?”

Ciel leaned forward slightly and asked with interest, "What are you painting? A mannequin?"

"Yes……"

Isabella nodded and asked curiously, "How did you know?"

Ciel subconsciously wanted to ask the model's name, but she quickly came to her senses.

Isabella might still be under the control of Mond's drugs. If she were to ask the model's name directly now, she might be noticed the moment she said the word Mond.

"I met Pickman once."

Charles smiled and nodded, then said, "I guess I've met him."

Although his eyes were blinded by the stab.

"Mr. Pickman is so charming,"

Isabella sighed, "Many noble ladies have come to him for painting appointments."

"Is the model this time also a noble lady?"

Charles followed up on her question, "Don't mention her name. This is her privacy."

"Uh... yes, a noble lady from abroad."

Isabella nodded.

"She often came to see Pickman, sometimes chatting until late at night. She admired Pickman's art very much."

It's Mondstadt.

"It's all here..."

Charles looked at Isabella in front of him and said slowly:

"Why don't you take us to see Teacher Pickman now..."

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Chapter 247: Horror Movie Ghost Girl Ciel.

Ansu City, West District, St. Lawrence District, in front of the Stuart Art Trading Center.

"This... this is the Stuart Art Exchange Center, the core of art exchanges everywhere..."

Isabella stepped out of the carriage, her heart pounding. She pointed at the beautiful building in front of her and continued to introduce it:

"There are more people hanging out and looking at paintings in the evening, so it's quite lively... Miss Ciel, is this your first time here?"

"Yes, can you show me around?"

Ciel nodded and responded with a smile.