The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch-Chapter 128 - Ciel in the Simulation (2/4)

After waking the maid across the street to relay the message, Ciel returned to her room and began attempting to sleep.

She might have many things to do later; recovering some spirit was better than none.

Her real self could definitely get ample rest using the “safe time” she found. Recovering more spirit would also bring the simulation results closer to the state of her real self’s peak mental strength.

After recording everything she did in the notebook, Ciel blew out the candle and continued sleeping slumped over the desk.

After about five hours of intermittent sleep, Ciel faintly heard the familiar rhythmic knocking from downstairs.

Ciel, not fully asleep anyway, directly got up and walked downstairs.

Opening the door, she saw the two maids standing at the entrance, holding Avena’s reply letter.

“Thank you...” Ciel thanked them, preparing to close the door.

But at this moment, one of the maids couldn’t help but ask, “Miss Ciel, are you alright? You look rather pale...”

“Me?” Ciel felt her mental strength had recovered about seventy to eighty percent and said, “Quite well, thank you for asking.”

After politely thanking the maid for her concern, Ciel closed the wooden door and walked upstairs with the envelope.

Opening the envelope, Ciel took out the letter Avena wrote to her.

Sure enough, Avena in the letter mentioned Adele coming to her house last night with medical tools and expressed concern about her physical condition.

Seemingly considerate of Ciel having unspoken difficulties, Avena didn’t offer to come over herself, just saying in the letter she would go to Adele to understand the situation.

Although sometimes acting childish, Avena still showed maturity and consideration far beyond her age. At least, ensuring Ciel was safe, she wouldn’t cause trouble for Ciel.

Later in the letter, after recommending a tailor for making clothes, Avena also started telling Ciel about methods for obtaining corpses.

Avena wasn’t unfamiliar with the “Coroner” Reconstitution Ritual process.

After learning it wasn’t Ciel herself digesting the “Coroner” potion, Avena stated the method of obtaining corpses in the letter.

In fact, Avena’s family cooperated with many “Coroners” because they had the ability to “pry open corpses’ mouths,” which greatly aided “Detective” digestion.

Moreover, to prevent some people from creating corpses just to digest the “Coroner” potion, causing more deaths, the Roswell family actually tacitly permitted the trade of death row inmates’ corpses from some prisons.

Unable to cut off the circulation of “Coroner” potions and Reconstitution Rituals at the source, this was the only way to reduce potential homicides.

Besides this information, Avena also gave Ciel a recommendation letter, but the signature on this letter wasn’t Avena’s own, but some official from the Berren City Police Department.

It seemed Avena herself didn’t want to get involved in corpse trading either.

However, this actually made things convenient for Ciel. At least when she presented this recommendation letter in reality, she wouldn’t need to explain how she got it from Avena, and Avena likely wouldn’t discover the existence of this letter.

Ciel glanced at the time.

It was now seven in the morning, only five hours past two AM.

She decided to wait another three hours, until ten o’clock, before going out, thus finding eight hours of “safe time.”

This was good news, and also bad news.

Good news was her real self could directly drink the mixture and sleep peacefully. Bad news was her simulated self had to do some more dangerous things.

Using this time to try sleeping again for a while, Ciel opened her eyes when it was close to ten o’clock.

She glanced at the time, then took out the notebook and wrote down the eight hours of safe time she had explored.

Then, she put the notebook and pen into the mixture bag, took the recommendation letter Avena gave her, hailed a carriage, and headed towards Berren City Prison.

Due to holding the recommendation letter, she easily entered the prison interior and was received by the warden. After learning Ciel’s purpose, he took Ciel to an interrogation room.

Ciel didn’t enter the interrogation room but stayed in a small adjacent compartment.

The compartment had two peepholes, allowing people inside the compartment to see into the interrogation room, while people in the interrogation room would find it difficult to notice the observing eyes here. freewebnøvel.com

For this era without one-way mirrors, this was considered a good way to protect privacy. After all, some people, perhaps due to faith or personal reasons, didn’t want their appearance remembered by death row inmates.

As per Ciel’s request, many female death row inmates were brought in one by one.

There were about twenty in total, but most were gaunt and severely malnourished.

Most of these women committed murder. A few were convicted of infanticide, treason, and illegal abortion.

They weren’t executed immediately but were used by the prison for corpse sales.

Looking through this round, Ciel didn’t see any particularly good choices, only reluctantly recorded a few numbers before leaving the prison.

Actually, the female robber who tried breaking in earlier suited Ciel’s needs quite well. If she couldn’t find a suitable corpse again, Ciel could only try performing plastic surgery on her herself.

Anyway, skin and such could be taken from other tender parts of her body and stitched on. Only the bone shape needed reshaping.

Next, Ciel found the tailor’s address Avena left her. She brought her abstract design sketch.

Avena recommended an old tailor who used to specialize in making formal wear for nobles, once owning a decent shop and family in Ansu.

However, after aging, still haven’t saved enough money to buy a house in a good location in Ansu, she returned to her hometown Berren City with her husband and son, bought a few houses, occasionally took tailoring orders, considered it indulging a hobby.

The old lady lived near the gem processing factory in the Gem District. The security there was relatively better than Clock Tower Alley, and housing prices weren’t as expensive as near Gem Avenue.

Most importantly, one could buy leftover materials from the gem processing factory at low prices from street vendors there. Collecting gems was one of the old lady’s few remaining hobbies now.