The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch-Chapter 199 - Good Luck to You (2/3)

Holy Church District, inside an abandoned and slated-for-demolition Church of the Savior Goddess church.

This was originally the largest parish of the Church of the Savior Goddess in the East District, but it was now deserted, a dwelling place for the homeless, drug addicts, and even a meeting place for gangs.

But today, it seemed unusually empty inside.

Only one figure was busy inside.

The gravel on the ground had been cleared. The weeds growing in the brick cracks had also been removed. A red-haired young girl was carrying a bucket of warm blood, walking inside the church.

She held a terrifying severed arm in her right hand. She held the hand of the severed arm as if shaking hands. Then, using the exposed flesh and bone shards of the arm, she dipped it in the blood in the bucket and began to draw on the ground.

Ciel’s speed of drawing was very fast. The images she had seen were already etched in her mind. The basic subjects like “Linguistics,” which brought “Photographic Memory,” and “Drawing,” were being utilized to their fullest extent at this moment.

Even without suitable tools, just holding the severed arm, she could draw precise patterns.

As the bucket of blood was about to run dry, only the last stroke of the bizarre blood array remained.

Ciel held the severed arm in her hand. As long as she threw it to that spot, the array would activate.

But this was not the time.

The sacrifice was not yet in place, and the prey had not yet fallen into the trap. She could not activate the blood array so quickly.

This time, Ciel was going to have Tara perform the activation of the blood array... This blood array was drawn with Ciel’s blood. Communicating with the Other Side would definitely not be a problem.

After thinking about it, only Tara was the most suitable candidate.

Ciel couldn’t stay here.

She had to do the opposite and return to the West District before Forte arrived and the blood array was activated.

She wanted to find Forte’s Spiritual Notes and break the spiritual imprints on them to see the contents inside.

If Forte really used things like wounds as “codewords” to remind himself...

Then Ciel would gain an absolute information advantage.

Even if Forte restarted time before dying, she could create false information, making Forte leave incorrect information for himself...

As long as the misdirection was good enough, even if the influence of “Uniqueness” affected reality, Forte, due to Ciel’s erroneous guidance, would push his investigation in a direction completely unrelated to Ciel, completely allowing Ciel to escape Forte’s lock-on.

If he kept investigating in the wrong direction... Forte might even be completely tormented to death by the side effects under continuous time rewinds.

Not long after Ciel finished drawing the blood array, a series of footsteps came.

Ciel looked up at the direction of the church entrance and saw Tara walking in, and behind Tara, followed Uris, Amy, Eleanor, and nearly thirty members of the Divine Advent Church, Tara’s students.

Ciel observed Eleanor. Eleanor’s gaze was on Amy’s back the entire time. This proved that Tara had successfully completed the task Ciel had given her.

The main stage next was for Tara to perform.

Ciel handed the pre-written incantations with phonetic symbols to Tara, along with her left arm.

“Do you remember what I told you?” Ciel asked, looking at Tara before her.

“I remember...” Tara nodded.

Once she communicated with the “Grim Worm,” she was to immediately have it kill Forte... This was the mission Lord Mother Goddess had given her.

“Who is she...”

Eleanor looked in Ciel’s direction, her face fluctuating.

She could see through the illusion on Ciel—what the red-haired young girl handed over was her own missing left arm.

This scene, in Eleanor’s eyes, was somewhat horrifying, and only she could see it.

Not insane, but close to insanity—this was Eleanor’s first impression.

And when she met the pink pupils of the red-haired young girl, Eleanor instinctively felt an inexplicable fear rise from the bottom of her heart.

This feeling of fear, she hadn’t experienced it since she advanced to Tier 4... That’s why it made her feel so uncertain.

Seeing Eleanor’s slight step back and her flickering eyes, Ciel understood.

So... this also counts as stacking Nemesis?

“Don’t mind me.”

Ciel slightly nodded and smiled, “Just a passing enthusiastic artist who helped draw a piece of art.”

“Amy, come with me.”

Ciel spoke and directly called Amy away. This action made Eleanor feel uneasy again.

“Wait, you can’t take her away. She is the Saintess.”

Eleanor blocked in front of Amy, looking at Ciel with vigilance.

“Saintess?”

Ciel slightly raised her eyebrows. She raised her right hand, palm slightly upward, pointing in the direction inside the church. She made an inviting gesture. “It will be even more exciting later... Amy.”

Upon hearing Ciel’s call again, Amy, who had been too scared to speak the entire time, quickly went around Eleanor, ran to Ciel’s side, grabbed the hem of her clothes, and hid behind Ciel.

“Enjoy your ascension, Your Excellency Eleanor.”

Ciel waved her hand, leading Amy through the passage made by the Divine Advent Church crowd. “Farewell... Uris, you come too. I can take you to see Adele.”

Ciel also took Uris with her.

And at this moment, Tara, standing before the blood array, held the already tattered black and purple arm in her hands and took a deep breath.

This is... Lord Mother Goddess’s arm? It has Lord Mother Goddess’s scent on it.

This is a sacred relic...

Tara slowly hugged the arm to her chest, completely disregarding the dirty blood still on it.

“What is that...”

Eleanor looked at the blood array before her. Her lowered hands had already begun to tremble.

And Tara, thinking Eleanor was asking about the arm in her hand, held the arm tightly and looked at Eleanor vigilantly. “This was given to me by Lord Mother Goddess. Don’t even think about it.”

Mother Goddess...

Goddess?

Eleanor only felt a wave of absurdity, but soon, she thought of the inexplicable fear she felt deep in her heart when she saw the red-haired young girl just now.

No way...

Is she really the Goddess? And she appeared in the East District?

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