The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch-Chapter 90 - Collapsing Body and Inspecting the Blood Array (1/2)

In previous simulations, Ciel had experienced sleeping through an entire simulation without waking up. This time, Ciel decided to come to Avena and Adele’s side, so if she overslept due to excessive weakness, someone could wake her.

She couldn’t drag her sister into this, nor could she involve Amy, who was just an ordinary noble. Now, even for such a small matter, Ciel could only rely on Avena and Adele for help.

It seemed Nia had spotted Ciel’s return earlier and informed the others. Avena and Adele ran out from the study and saw Ciel ascending the stairs in the main hall.

“Ciel!” Adele saw Ciel and hurried towards her, saying with a mournful face, “You disappeared when I woke up. If you hadn’t come back soon, Avena and I were about to go out and look for you...”

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Adele initially intended to take Ciel’s hand, but upon getting closer and smelling the thick scent of blood on Ciel, she couldn’t hide her emotions, froze on the spot, and after a moment, stealthily moved back a few steps.

Ciel’s condition seemed somewhat strange...

Avena had also walked up beside Ciel by now. Smelling the scent of blood, her expression didn’t change much. She simply asked, “My room’s bathroom still has hot water. Do you want to go wash up?”

“Thanks.” Ciel nodded.

Avena didn’t ask further questions, simply saying, “Did it go smoothly?”

“Quite smoothly.” Ciel replied, then swayed as she walked upstairs, disappearing from the three’s sight.

“Avena...” Only when Ciel’s footsteps faded did Adele cautiously ask, “Ciel... what exactly... did she go out to do?”

Adele was a “Physician.” For her Reconstitution Ritual, she often worked like a normal doctor, seeing patients and performing surgeries. She was extremely sensitive to the smell of blood.

This thick metallic scent clearly couldn’t be explained by blood splattered from just one or two people.

It was as if she had rolled around in a sea of blood.

Coupled with Ciel’s calm expression, as if nothing had happened, Adele, who previously had a very positive impression of Ciel, felt a flicker of fear.

“I don’t know either.” Avena shook her head.

Although she didn’t know what Ciel had just experienced, the exhaustion in her eyes was impossible to hide.

She must have gone through a major battle...

But where would a battle occur?

Surely she didn’t go to Deton Manor and slaughter everyone.

That was impossible; there was still a second-tier transcendent guarding Deton Manor.

This situation inevitably made Avena worry.

All three of them were in danger of being investigated by the cultists, yet Ciel shouldered everything alone. This gave Avena a slight sense of frustration.

A feeling of being a burden. If she didn’t work harder, she might not even be able to keep up with Ciel’s shadow.

Meanwhile, Ciel was in Avena’s bathroom, soaking in the bathtub. Her canvas bag hung on the door.

The pure copper bathtub gently swayed on its gilded cast iron frame. Using this type of rocking bathtub for the first time felt slightly unfamiliar to Ciel.

She was almost completely submerged in the tub. After a while, she slowly lifted her head, breaking the surface of the water.

Ciel looked down and saw that the originally clean water in the tub had been dyed slightly pink, radiating outwards from her.

This bathwater was unusable.

Knock, knock, knock—

A knock sounded on the bathroom door. After a moment, Avena’s voice came from behind the door.

“Ciel, may I come in?”

“Please come in.”

The bathroom door opened. Avena entered, holding a set of clothes in her left arm and a bottle of pale green potion in her right. She walked to Ciel’s side and handed her the potion.

“Adele gave this to you. She said it can wash off bloodstains without leaving a smell.”

After saying this, Avena placed the clothes aside, turned to leave, and closed the door for Ciel on her way out.

Ciel opened the stopper, brought the bottle opening to her nose, and sniffed lightly. A faint minty fragrance drifted from the pale green liquid inside.

As expected, still mint flavored...

After washing her body with the potion Adele provided, the smell was indeed gone, leaving only a faint mint scent.

At this rate, Adele would eventually invent something like essential balm... perhaps she already had.

Changing into the slightly larger black and white dress Avena gave her, Ciel picked up her satchel and walked out of the bathroom, seeing Avena and Adele sitting on the sofa waiting for her.

“I need to rest.” Ciel looked at Avena and said, “Study or here?”

“Here is fine.” Avena fetched a clean towel and handed it to Ciel. “Dry your hair first.”

Ciel put down her canvas bag, took the towel, and began drying her hair.

Washing off the blood smell and changing into clean clothes slightly improved Ciel’s mood, but also intensified the drowsiness in her mind.

After drying her hair somewhat, Ciel groggily walked towards the bed, took off her shoes and socks, rested her head on her own pillow, and pulled the covers over herself.

“Avena...” Ciel’s voice came from the bed. Avena looked towards Ciel and asked, “What is it?”

“Can you do me a favor?” Ciel’s eyes were already closed. Even she didn’t notice that she was no longer bartering with benefits when asking Avena for help.

“I can.” Avena nodded, not even asking what it was.

“When the invitation arrives, wake me up...”

“What invitation?”

“Deton... Manor...”

Avena’s pupils constricted slightly.

Deton Manor? Invitation?

Weren’t the cultists entrenched in Deton Manor trying to investigate Adele? Had news of Adele being here already leaked?

As Deton Manor’s highest-level black gold member, Avena often received invitations from Deton Manor, usually for new gambling games or newly arrived goods.

But receiving an invitation at this particular juncture inevitably made Avena think more.

And... how did Ciel know an invitation was coming?

Before Avena could ask, she realized Ciel had already fallen fast asleep.

Although curiosity gnawed at Avena’s heart, she couldn’t bear to wake the seemingly exhausted Ciel at this moment and had to swallow her questions.

Adele was also full of questions, but seeing Avena didn’t press further, she didn’t dare ask either, instead picking up the “Physician” and “Plague Doctor” spiritual notes she had taken from Avena’s bookshelf and starting to read again.

Time passed, minute by minute...