The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch

"So that's it…"

Inside the room, the two young girls sat shoulder to shoulder, with Avena's left hand tightly holding Ciel's right. While thinking, she spoke, recounting the changes of these past few days.

Ciel listened to Avena's verbal account of the changes over these days, occasionally shaking her head lightly.

The good news was that thanks to Charles's intervention, nothing major had happened at the Deton Member Hotel. The damage to the second floor of the hotel was also covered up with the excuse of a "gas explosion." Overall, it had no impact on the civilians of Ansu City.

Also, the people around Ciel were not harmed by this incident… except for Lucy.

But there was also bad news.

Forte's death did not cause any big news in Ansu City, nor did it cause a major upheaval in the political sphere. On one hand, Forte's influence was primarily reflected at the transcendent level. On the other hand, Charles was actively working to win over and purge Forte's remaining forces.

People within various organizations were stirring. Everyone knew that after Forte's death, Ansu was left with only a puppet queen. Whoever could control the queen could become the next "Forte" behind the scenes.

It was foreseeable that the future of Ansu would definitely not be peaceful. Turmoil was bound to happen… If a powerful empire experienced internal chaos and it was not handled properly, it could trigger a world war that spread across multiple countries.

Lafayette disappeared; it was highly likely that Mond went with her. Princess Windsor's frontal lobe, which contained Forte's correct memory, also disappeared. The situation had to be confirmed. Princess Vitalis returned to the country, clearly aiming for the throne; and with Forte no longer suppressing it, the Church of the God of Order was now eyeing the Church of the Savior Goddess covetously…

Time was rewound in reality, and the fact that Ciel had brainwashed Mond was also rewound… And Mond was the person who held the information about Adele having the violet antibody. This also had to be handled as quickly as possible, at least her memories about Adele had to be completely erased.

Forte was dead, but his lingering influence had not been eliminated at all. It was right for Ciel to maintain a sense of crisis. In these next few days, she had to deal with the subsequent effects one by one as quickly as possible—however, compared to dealing with Forte, these matters were no longer considered major issues.

Ciel had already explored ways to win over or control the two major churches through simulations. As for the other people she needed to find, the Nemesis stacked on them by Ciel was higher and higher, reaching the point where she could deal with them on the spot as long as she found them.

"Are you free, Avena?"

Ciel looked at Avena beside her and asked.

"Uh-huh."

Avena raised her chin expressionlessly, indicating that Ciel could just speak her mind.

"Let's go take a look at Windsor together."

Ciel said.

"Are you very familiar with her?"

Avena turned her face to look at Ciel. Her expression did not show much change. It was as if she was just curious.

"Not familiar."

Ciel shook her head.

She had just killed her a few times.

Ciel did not want to have anything to do with that perverted princess. If possible, she didn't even want to see her.

Just seeing the other party's face made Ciel think of the scene in the first simulation where the other party sat in front of her with a morbid expression, which was truly somewhat psychologically disturbing.

"Okay."

Avena nodded. Since Ciel wasn't familiar with Windsor, it was probably because of Forte's matter.

It just so happened that Charles had also said she could visit Windsor or Vitalis whenever she had time. Now she could just take Ciel directly.

Avena had a maid prepare the carriage. Only after Ciel, Tara, and Nia were seated in the carriage did Avena release Ciel's hand, which she had been holding the entire time… Her hand was already a little sore.

In less than eight minutes, the carriage stopped at the entrance of Windsor Palace. After informing the maid of their purpose, they were asked to wait in the reception room.

Ciel and Avena waited in the reception room. After about twenty minutes, a white-haired figure was escorted in by two maids.

Windsor, who had been carefully dressed, was like a marionette. She was almost half-pushed in by the maids. She kept her head down the entire time, her body slightly trembling. The maids pressed on her shoulders, and only then did she sit opposite Ciel and Avena.

A personal maid stood behind Windsor, while another maid picked up the teapot to pour tea for Windsor.

However, both Avena and Ciel keenly noticed that when the maid was pouring tea, Windsor's body made a very obvious movement of leaning in the opposite direction.

She seemed very afraid of the act of pouring tea, as if she had some kind of psychological trauma.

"Princess Windsor."

Avena slowly spoke, calling out to Windsor opposite her.

But Windsor made no movement. Only after the maid behind her gently patted her shoulder did she look up as if she had been electrocuted. She looked in Avena's direction, her eyes filled with panic.

Windsor looked at Avena. After a long while, she spoke blankly, "Na… Nana…"

Then, as if she had found a lifeline, Windsor directly propped herself up on the table with her hands and crawled onto the table. Like a baby who had just learned to crawl, she moved towards Avena, using both her hands and feet.

"Your Highness Windsor! What are you doing?!"

"Windsor!"

Windsor's actions made the two maids behind her gasp. But their screams only made Windsor crawl faster.

After crawling past the teacups in front of Avena's side of the table, Windsor directly threw herself towards Avena with open arms. But Avena only stood up and slightly moved to the side. Windsor missed completely and fell headfirst onto the floor, making a "thump" sound.

The two maids hurriedly circled the table, wanting to come and help Windsor up. But when Windsor heard their footsteps, she panicked and directly crawled under the table, tightly hugging Ciel's lower legs.

Ciel slightly frowned. She suppressed the urge to kick the other party away. She took a deep breath and looked at the two maids who were approaching.

"I apologize, we need to discuss some important matters with Her Highness Princess Windsor. Could you please leave for a moment?"

Ciel smiled slightly, looking at the two maids.