Miss Witch's Speed ​​Run Manual

[June 741, 6 AD, 21:3 AM]

[Adele came to Avina's house in the night, and we began to discuss countermeasures in Avina's room]

What I didn't expect was that Adele knew a lot more about the Holy Advent Church than Avina did. She gave me a lot of information about her past experience in the Redemption Society—all of which was compiled and compiled by her former teacher Xie Lun. It seems Xie Lun had been thinking about contacting the Holy Advent Church for a long time.

The discussion ended at 2 a.m., and I summarized it for you.

The Adventist Church doesn't have a fixed base. Its organizational structure is more like an intelligence system, with members working in various fields. Kitty is most likely a "missionary" planted in Deton Manor, spreading heretical beliefs while using her position at Deton Manor to work for the Adventist Church.

The efficiency of their internal information transmission is even slower than that of the Savior Goddess Cult. To avoid exposure, they all use a one-way communication method, where only superiors can contact subordinates. Kitty likely has no way to contact other superiors or even cult members of the same level, and can only passively receive information.

[However, this cult member used to transmit information is very secretive and low-key. It is almost impossible for others to identify him as a cult member based on his appearance or ability. Only he himself can tell at a glance who is the person transmitting information.]

According to a record of a cultist being tortured within the Redemption Society, the cultist described it as, "Seeing the Bishop was like seeing the world where the Mother Goddess exists. It's something you yearn for, a beauty you will never experience in your lifetime, and it will make your faith even purer."

[I think it might be because they saw some text or objects from the other world, causing them to become mentally disturbed.]

They decided to report together tomorrow. Avina would report to the church, and Adele would report to the Redemption Society. Then they would wait for the situation to develop for two days.

I still think this proposal is too dangerous. I persuaded them to flee to Anzu immediately after delivering the information. I decided to stay and wait for you to come while I wait for the situation to develop.

[But Avina and Adele both strongly rejected this proposal, saying it was too dangerous for me and that if we were going to leave, we should leave together.]

[Avina and Adele both value friendship. They don't understand the concept of simulation or not. They just think that my life, like theirs, is only once, so I must cherish it.]

[I have become the one who "values ​​his life the least" among these three people. It's sad.]

Seeing this, Charles nodded slightly.

Ever since I was able to distinguish between systems and subsystems, my emotions in the simulation have obviously become much more stable, and I even have time to make some jokes in my notepad.

Adele can bring more information about the Holy Advent Society, which is an unexpected gain for Charles.

Charles pondered for a moment the description of the bishop who delivered the message.

I don't know if my [Pages of the Other World] can achieve this effect.

Regardless of whether he could do it or not, Charles had to give it a try. It was just a simulation after all, so it would be a waste not to try.

Ciel turned to the next page and continued looking at the notes.

June 741, 6 AD, 21:12 noon

In the morning, they all went out before daybreak.

I asked Adele for some trauma medicine and took some money with me. I left the manor after they left. I needed to stay away from Avina and Adele for a while to see if I was also on the list of people being monitored by the Holy Advent Society.

I've specially rented a room not far from Bell Tower Alley. The Ascetics of the Salvation Goddess have been active these past few days. Together with the doctors of the Salvation Goddess, they've been distributing diluted dehydration potions and bringing those in critical condition to the church hospital for treatment.

I noticed that the hotel I had booked in the previous simulation is still occupied, with no rooms available. People in priestly attire can be seen coming in and out from time to time.

If nothing unexpected happens, Julis is likely still inside, remotely directing the actions of the Church of the Goddess of Savior.

I won't waste any time, I'm going out to buy some things you might need and prepare a surprise for you.

Don't worry, it will only hurt for a little while, just like an injection, it will heal quickly.

An injection, right?

Is your needle quite thick?

Charles was speechless and continued to turn to the next page.

June 741, 6 AD, 22:12 AM

Everything is set up. Last night, I tested the crossbow many times with pork, and finally got it to a distance and strength that's just enough to penetrate the body without damaging too many internal organs.

We had agreed to meet at a cafe today, but I ate at the restaurant across from the cafe for a long time and didn't see them, so I left.

[I have to quickly set up the venue to welcome you, in case there’s not enough time]

【Welcome to the future simulation, I】

Your welcome is a bit too extreme.

But just as he wrote in his notebook, he controlled the strength very well and did not injure his internal organs. Moreover, with the help of the extraordinary potion, he could hardly feel any pain now.

Avina and Adele disappeared at the same time and did not appear at the agreed location, which means that they must have encountered something.

If there is any follow-up intelligence, Charles will investigate the reasons for their disappearance.

But now, there are more important things waiting for Charles.

She stood up, glanced around the room, and found the black suede handbag that Avina gave her on the table. Charles opened it and found some things that she had prepared in the simulation.

A membership card of Deton Manor, a brand new silver revolver, a small can of bullets, a few bottles of potions and a few bottles of trauma potions, and a small stack of brand new Soviet pounds with a face value of 20 yuan (mostly borrowed). On the table was also the mask produced by the Redemption Society that Avina had bought for herself before.

Charles took out the revolver, which had a barrel that was obviously longer than the old pistol. After feeling the feel, he opened the magazine and saw that it was full of bullets.

For some reason, Charles frowned slightly when he saw the six bullets neatly arranged in the magazine.

For some reason, she felt deep down that this "100%" feeling was really unpleasant.

It obviously has one more bullet than the previous pistol, and the caliber is slightly larger, but...

The income is too stable.

Charles raised his pistol, pressed down the ejector lever, and all the bullets fell onto the table, making a pleasant "clink" sound.

She took out a new bullet and loaded it, then turned the cylinder to the right and swung her hand. The cylinder reset itself with a crisp sound, and then she put the gun directly into the holster on her belt.

Ciel's behavior was not so much instinctive as it was a subconscious action under the influence of the "Gambler" potion. Perhaps she herself did not realize that her thinking had quietly changed.

When on the "Avengers" path, Charles's thoughts often become violent, as if there is always a ball of anger burning in his heart, otherwise he would not have done such a horrific act as gathering people to blow up the entire square.

Now that Charles is on the "Gambler" path, his emotions are starting to become a little unstable. When thinking about anything, he always puts "high risk, high return" first.

This is not a bad thing. After all, according to the "gambler" ability that emerged in Charles' mind, it is necessary to take such high-risk and high-return actions to better exert the "gambler" ability.

The ability of the "Gambler" is not like the "Avenger" that actually increases combat power, where there is a visible and tangible black shadow helping you fight. Instead, it is more abstract, leaning towards "luck" and "metaphysics".

The "Gambler" can activate his ability to make a "fate roll" - it can not even be dice, it can be coins, bullet shells, lucky rabbit's feet or anything else. If you get a good result, then what you do next will get a very high luck bonus, otherwise you will be unlucky.

This process cannot be interfered with by cheating, otherwise the ability will fail to activate.

The gambler's fighting style is very similar to the sealed pistol in the "Death Wheel" that is made with the "gambler's" characteristics. The lower the probability that the sealed object or firearm is fired by the "gambler", the more amplified the effect or bullet will be.

If the "Gambler" misses and survives, the next attack will receive a higher boost.

It's a fighting method that involves gambling with your life. The more you dare to gamble your life, the stronger your fighting power will be.

Of course, if you are unlucky, that is another story.

After Charles counted the items in his hands, he did not rush to leave the room, but began to make some preparations.

She took out the [Handwritten Letter from the Glorious Bishop] and [Deadly Blood Roland] from the warehouse and placed them on the table in front of her, together with the mask that Avina bought from the Redemption Society.

She fetched a candle and a tailor's knife and began to break the brittle outer shell of the mask, revealing the white velvet fabric inside.

She dripped red candlelight on it bit by bit, and the candlelight flowed down along the shape of the mask, like a terrifying faceless man crying blood.

Ciel sealed the area where his left eye was, using paper and pinning it from the inside out. He took a deep breath and retrieved the [Pages from the Other World] from the storage.

The moment the pages appeared, the [Sacred Relics] on Charles' chest began to burn fiercely, and the burning purple flames seemed to be about to break through the cage.

Charles quickly closed his eyes and fumbled to press the page of paper against the left side of the mask, securing it to the left side of the mask with a paper clip and sealing wax.

It wasn't until Ciel stuffed the mask into his handbag that the buzzing in his head began to slowly fade away.

"call……"

Charles breathed a sigh of relief.

Charles already had a plan in mind on how to contact Kitty - she was going to directly disguise herself as a bishop to deliver the message.

She was betting that the person who delivered the information had not yet received the news of Sherren's failure, nor had he gone to Deton Manor with the intelligence from his superiors.

She was also betting that her disguises could deceive Kitty, who was a cultist herself.

If you're going to gamble, gamble big.

Charles raised his head and looked at the dressing mirror on the table. The person in the mirror still had long light gray-blue hair, but there was a smile on his face that he had never had before.

It was the high emotion of a gambler who was taking a deep breath in his chest just before the prize was announced.

She picked up the Deadly Blood Roland and hung it on the gun buckle on the left side of her belt. Charles' face gradually lost its color. She packed up the other things and walked downstairs.

……

A carriage wobbled to the foot of Creek Hill on the outskirts of the city. The driver stopped the carriage and turned back cautiously to ask.

"Hello, Miss, the road ahead is not easy to walk on..."

"That's it."

Charles jumped off the carriage with a pale face, raised his hand and flicked it casually. A one-pound coin drew a golden arc in the air and landed on the wooden bench next to the coachman. The coin stayed there upright until the horse in front snorted and moved a little, then the coin fell, and the queen looked steadily towards the sky.

"Thank you, Miss. Thank you so much!"

The coachman picked up the gold pound, and while expressing his gratitude, he took a bite of the gold pound, and his expression became more and more excited.

As Charles walked towards the mountain, he reached into his skirt pocket, took out a candy, put it in his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it.

She saw the road leading to Deton Manor. After setting foot on it, Charles grabbed another handful of candy and stuffed it directly into his mouth. Then he took out the modified mask from his handbag and put it directly on his face.

Because her vision was blocked by the mask, Charles could not see the pages of the other world. At this moment, the effect of the pages of the other world on her was just a slight buzzing.

Charles is now wearing the blue and white dress that originally belonged to Avina, but she has a holster hanging around her waist, and a pistol on each side that looks quite impressive.

At this moment, she looked like a noble lady out hunting - if you ignored the terrifying mask on her face.

Charles walked up the mountain road, and soon she reached the location of Deton Manor halfway up the mountain.

The waiter wearing a green chip mask saw Charles hiking up the mountain from a distance and had already come to greet him.

But when they saw the mask on Charles' face clearly, the two messengers trembled all over. They took off the masks on their faces almost instantly, closed their eyes and lowered their heads.

Beads of sweat the size of beans streamed down their foreheads, and horrifying mutterings echoed in their brains as the footsteps gradually approached.

despair--

The footsteps stopped not far in front of them. Several waiters held their breath, not daring to even breathe, until a pleasant sound came out of the mouth of the terrifying figure.

"What should you call me?"

The voice was soft and seemed to carry a hint of smile, and it was as comfortable to listen to as if being blessed by the Mother Goddess.

"Lord...Mr. Bishop."

"Your Majesty Bishop!"

Just as Charles expected, Kitty had been lurking here for an unknown period of time, and most of the members of the Deton Manor had been converted into her believers.

The corners of Charles' mouth curled slightly under his mask, and he smiled: "The Mother Goddess is protecting you."

“Thank God for the grace!”

"Thank you, Bishop! Thank you, Bishop!"

As soon as Charles said this, the two messengers with their eyes closed seemed to have received some great grace. They suddenly knelt down and kowtowed in Charles' direction until their heads were bleeding.

I wonder if this [Page of the Other World] drives people crazy... can it be considered as completing the reappearance ritual of the "Blood Painter"?

After all, I wrote this myself...

While thinking, Charles pushed open the door of the manor and walked into the manor.

She turned left as she remembered and opened the door to the living room.

Charles had only been here once, taking the newcomer passage. She didn't know any other way, so she had to take this route again.

The sound of the door being pushed open made the man sitting next to the piles of chips in the living room frown slightly.

"How many chips do you want to exchange? Come in after you've exchanged them."

He took the cigar from his lips and spoke casually while looking at the book in his hand.

"I?"

Ciel smiled slightly, "I won't trade chips."

"If you don't want to exchange chips, come and..."

The man cursed and lazily looked up in Charles' direction. When he saw the mask on Charles' face, his legs went weak and he slid off the stool.

But he seemed to have missed the best time to close his eyes. His expression gradually changed from fear to distortion, his eyes widened, and his eyeballs were bloodshot.

Although he was only looking at a beautiful girl wearing a mask, he felt as if he had seen something extremely terrifying and indescribable.