The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch
Chapter 237
【Future Days: 21 Days (Holy Year 741, August 8th, 6:00 PM) (Cost: 10 Fate Points)】
【Past Days: 117 Days (Holy Year 741, March 23rd, 6:00 PM) (Cost: 100 Fate Points)】
21 days later, or 117 days ago…
It seems there is only the Future Days simulation as an option.
Rewinding to the past is too far and requires 100 Fate Points. This goes against Ciel’s idea of earning points.
Moreover, 117 days ago, she was still in Berren City… Berren City’s permanent population is too small, let alone Berren City over a hundred days ago, which didn’t have so many North Ansu immigrants. The population would only be smaller.
Even if she wasted time taking a train to Ansu, it would take another 12 hours. There wouldn’t be enough time for Ciel to earn points.
It’s not that Past Days simulation is completely inferior to Future Days simulation. Although it lacks the planning aspect, it has the ability of “foreknowing.”
Choosing Future Days simulation, 27 days later…?
Ciel fell into contemplation.
What method could she use to perform a grand “ritual” in the simulation, without relying on the Other Side, to earn enough Fate Points?
To get more Fate Points or skills and sealed artifact rewards, there are a few things Ciel is clear about.
Changing a fated death; consuming a new potion; killing enough people; killing different transcendents beyond her tier.
For now, the latter two are the fastest ways to harvest points.
If she used the Other Side, the reward weight for killing wouldn’t be very high. That’s why the points Ciel gained before were too few compared to the number and quality of people she killed.
Excluding the Other Side, Ciel found that she had very few large-scale killing methods at her disposal—no, it could be said she had almost none.
For a moment, Ciel’s thoughts reached a stalemate.
Without using the Other Side, she could also use the transcendents who obey her…
At least for now, Tier 4 Eleanor from the Church of the Savior Goddess and Tier 4 Percy from the Divine Advent Church could follow Ciel’s command.
Perhaps… viruses and bacteria could also be put to use. Adele had considerable talent in this area. And with the “Plaguebringer” save file, she could also assist in research or provide ideas.
Although Adele would definitely obey her every command, all of this could only happen in the simulation. She would have her simulated self start the experiments to avoid affecting Adele in reality.
Adele was one of the rare purely good people around Ciel. Ciel did not want her “evil” ideas to contaminate Adele.
Thump—
As Ciel was thinking, the sound of a heavy object falling onto the carpet suddenly echoed beside her.
She looked up at where the sound came from. Tara was now slumped on the carpet, her face pale.
Tara’s slender arms were supporting her on the thick carpet. She wanted to force herself to stand up, but she seemed unable to control her limbs well. Even this simple action of supporting her body made her arms tremble constantly.
Ciel knelt down before Tara and reached out to help the light Tara up. With Ciel’s current strength, Tara’s body weight was nothing. She could lift her up very easily.
“Withdraw the ability.”
Ciel spoke, using a commanding tone towards Tara.
“But…”
Tara opened her somewhat dry lips, about to say something, but was interrupted by Ciel’s more severe voice.
“This is an order.”
Hearing Ciel’s words, Tara hesitated, then raised her hand and gently touched Ciel’s eyes.
The white veil over Ciel’s eyes gradually dissipated with Tara’s movement, and the buzzing in her ears began to occupy all her senses. Then, Ciel stood up, pulling Tara up with her.
This was not the time to think about these things… She had to leave some time to recover her mental power.
“I’m going to sleep for a bit…”
Ciel waved her hand towards Tara, not caring what she wanted to say—she couldn’t hear it anyway—and walked directly towards her large bed, lying down on it.
Ciel’s eyes were already starting to hallucinate. Let alone thinking, she probably couldn’t even read text anymore. This was probably the most severe mental pollution she had ever experienced… But perhaps because her mental power had increased, it wasn’t as painful as the previous times.
Almost the moment she lay down and relaxed, Ciel immediately fell into a deep coma.
In her coma, Ciel could feel that she was being dragged into a strange dream.
This was inside a purely white decorated room.
She was lying on a cold operating table, unable to move her body. She could only watch everything before her.
Countless surgical forceps hung from the ceiling, holding yellow paper, on which unknown formulas were written, and rusty-smelling blood seeped from the gaps in the paper.
The surrounding walls were covered with steam valves. Every seven seconds, they sprayed pale mist mixed with gear fragments. Metal filings gradually piled up on the floor, ankle-deep.
A white armor with gilded patterns floated in the center of the room. Metallic noises like crying mixed with the tapping sound of a telegraph machine came from inside the armor. Vascular copper tubes grew from the seams on the armor’s face and began to spread towards Ciel’s eyeballs.
The moment those copper tubes pierced Ciel’s eyes, Ciel seemed to faintly hear something from the metallic rubbing noise.
“Please forgive me…”
“Please forgive me…”
“Lord Time-Binder…”
Hiss—
“Ahhhhh!!!!”
The moment the copper tubes pierced Ciel’s eyes, it was as if they had directly penetrated her spirit body. A pain as if her soul was being torn apart made Ciel’s spirit body emit a horrifying scream like a wail.
She could feel a powerful energy directly blasting into her spirit body. For a brief moment, Ciel’s mind was blank, as if she had become a puppet.
In Ciel’s vision, a silver-white pocket watch continuously enlarged in her eyes, finally stopping before her.
The pure white armor held a sledgehammer and directly smashed towards the pocket watch, as if to pound the pocket watch directly into Ciel’s eyes.
Clang—
Ciel’s consciousness rapidly dissipated with a heavy hammer blow.
“Ciel…”
After an unknown amount of time, a faint voice called out from outside the white metal wall.
“Ciel…”
The calling voice grew louder and louder. A dark purple figure directly broke through this pure white metal cage, reaching for Ciel’s arm and dragging her away.
“Ciel!”
The calling voice gradually solidified in Ciel’s mind. The metal space before her was rapidly collapsing and shattering.
And Ciel finally felt her limbs again.