The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch-Chapter 92 - Waiting for the Final Moment (1/2)

“List it out for me.” Kitty nodded slightly, placing the pen on the desk and pushing it towards the maid.

The maid thought while listing the purchases, writing and pausing, taking nearly five minutes to complete the list.

Her hand trembled throughout, seemingly due to excessive nervousness.

Kitty, at this moment, simply waited patiently for her to finish writing, and did not make things difficult for her as usual.

Ever since Georgine sided with the Bishop and committed this act of “betrayal,” Kitty felt her heart transition from initial anger to her current state of calm.

Kitty knew clearly that with that Bishop looming over her, she could do nothing right now. If she were to sabotage anything, it would only incur the Bishop’s wrath.

This ritual was doomed to fail.

If summoning a divine servant were truly possible, why not do it in Ansu? Why come to a place like Berren City with little influence?

Kitty looked at the list she had marked.

Although she couldn’t directly act against the Bishop, she could still make things slightly unpleasant for him...

These important figures, she shouldn’t drive them away.

Seeing the maid had finished the list, she inquired further about some matters before saying, “I still need to confirm the list. Don’t take any action yet. You may leave first.”

“Yes, Lord Administrator.”

The attendant and the maid withdrew, leaving the office.

Kitty, meanwhile, pondered while casually looking over Lady Roswell’s purchase list.

Unsurprisingly, they were mostly curious little trinkets.

But when she saw a few particular items, her eyes narrowed slightly.

Heart-Eating Bat blood... and these materials...

Aren’t these all used for hypnosis? Some even have aphrodisiac effects.

Recalling the maid saying they played in the card room for about two hours before returning to their room and not coming out since, Kitty slowly inhaled.

Fine, fine, having a party without inviting me, is that it?

Kitty put down the list, placed both the list and the purchase list into the iron wastebasket beside her, and tossed a burning candle inside.

Then, she picked up her pen, took out her spiritual notebook, and began writing.

【Saint Year 741, June 22nd】

【Mother Goddess Sadhana above... Please guide my path forward】

【Yesterday, my subordinate found me, saying a Lord Bishop wished to conduct a sacrificial ritual here to summon Your divine servant】

【My excitement is difficult to express in words, but after calming down tonight, a sliver of doubt arose...】

【No... I should not question the Lord Bishop’s judgment. Perhaps he received a secret order from higher up】

【I only need to consider how to cooperate fully...】

【...】

Kitty wrote, every word filled with sincerity, but the entire passage, when read together, shifted all responsibility onto the “subordinate” and the “Bishop.”

And she herself was the innocent one, forced to discard years of hard work for faith and loyalty at this moment.

After a long while, Kitty stopped writing, letting out a long sigh.

After checking the notebook’s contents for any abnormalities, Kitty closed her eyes, secretly contemplating how to secure a path of retreat for herself.

She had reported upwards... She couldn’t stop the ritual herself. Once the ritual began, she definitely couldn’t stay in Berren City any longer.

After the Bishop arrives, he will surely order her and others to apprehend people. Use that moment... after doing what she wanted to do, slip away directly.

However, this presupposed the Bishop could defeat that “Crown Guard.” If not, then she could only flee directly.

Although changing identities and starting over elsewhere was troublesome, for Kitty, survival was paramount.

Only by surviving could she better serve the Mother Goddess, make greater contributions to the Mother Goddess.

She was more important than anyone else; she couldn’t die.

Kitty placed the notebook back into the drawer.

Click—

Locked directly.

...

“Are we really staying here overnight?” Avena whispered in Ciel’s ear.

“Mm.” Ciel nodded.

“Mmm hmm hmm!!!” Adele shook her head frantically beside them, strongly opposing Ciel’s idea.

“You can talk now.” Ciel looked at Adele, still adhering to the rule she set, and said helplessly.

“Mmm~” Adele shook her head.

“Are you worried you’ll slip up later if you talk now?” Ciel continued asking.

“Mm-hmm.” Adele nodded.

Genius.

Although Adele sometimes seemed a bit single-minded, she could indeed properly execute tasks assigned to her, which could be considered a merit.

“Don’t be so scared,” Avena chimed in from the side. “Ciel said it’s fine, so it should be fine.”

Under normal circumstances, Avena wouldn’t mind staying overnight at Deton Manor much; she had chosen to stay for a few days before if caught in heavy rain.

Knowing this was a Divine Advent Church den didn’t particularly bother Avena either, as Nia was always by her side protecting her.

While “Crown Guard” wasn’t skilled in combat, their protective abilities were absolutely top-tier. As long as it wasn’t a sneak attack or poisoning, even a third-tier cultist Bishop couldn’t kill Avena without getting past Nia.

Moreover, in the eyes of the Divine Advent Church, Avena hadn’t been exposed. They didn’t know Sherlon died in her home and wouldn’t rashly move against her.

After all, they also had to be wary of the Roswell family behind Avena.

The Sacrificial Saint’s Relic was another reason Avena dared to follow Ciel.

Compared to herself, Avena was more worried about Ciel and Adele.

Adele was straightforward. As long as she didn’t leave her side, in the current view of the Divine Advent Church, Adele was just Sherlon’s student. They didn’t know Adele was the one who created the virus.

But Ciel was different.

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She was the one who personally killed Sherlon, and her return to Deton Manor this time was to carry out a mission assigned by her organization.

What kind of mission required an ordinary person to execute it, facing a large group of cultists and a third-tier Bishop...

Avena increasingly felt dislike towards the organization behind Ciel.

“Do you need any help tomorrow?” Avena looked at Ciel and asked.

“No need.”

“You’re going to act alone again?”

Ciel, taking off her shoes and socks, looked up towards Avena and said, “Wake up early tomorrow, just play normally. There’s no danger anywhere.”

“I’m just trying to see if I can find that Bishop.”

Just trying to find the Bishop?

That’s slightly better...

Avena asked, “Then when are we going back?”

“Tomorrow afternoon, around 1:05 PM.”

Two minutes should be enough for Ciel to handle everything, but to be safe, better add a few more minutes.

That night, none of the three slept much.

Nia worried about Avena’s safety, silently patrolling the room;

Avena pondered what Ciel and the organization behind her intended to do, constantly reasoning in her mind;

Ciel, having rested too much, didn’t sleep much either. She kept replaying every step from the previous simulations in her head. To ensure peak performance, she chose not to simulate again, avoiding further damage to her spirit which might affect the “Spiritual Summoning.”

Only Adele slept soundly, hugging Ciel’s arm, terrified and worried.