The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch

Lucy's luxurious residence.

Inside the master bedroom.

Wine bottles were scattered on the exquisite floor. A figure lay slumped on the bed. The gauze on her face was already stained red due to the alcohol causing her blood vessels to expand.

A drop of blood dripped down from the soaked gauze onto the figure's arm, making her seem to regain some consciousness.

She stared blankly at the blood on her wrist, then fiercely tore off the gauze on her face as if releasing frustration. She looked towards the mirror.

With the gauze removed, her face in the mirror showed the terrifying, almost half-torn skin, which had been stitched with skin taken from her back, making her look like a monster.

If she wanted, she could indeed spend more money and find better "Physicians" or even "Reborn" to treat her wounds… But at the moment, she had no inclination to deal with such matters.

Knock knock knock——

A knock sounded at the door. Lucy reacted as if startled. She immediately got up and quickly walked to the door, opening it.

The face that suddenly appeared in the doorway made the maid instinctively step back and gasp. But soon, she lowered her head and said, "Your Excellency Silva… someone is looking for you…"

"Who is it?"

Lucy spoke urgently, her voice carrying a hint of anticipation.

"It is someone from the Deton Group. They are asking you to confirm the final deadline to attend the independent investigation committee hearing at the President's conference room…"

The maid said nervously.

"Shit…"

Lucy cursed. "An independent investigation committee… They can convict me directly without any evidence? Just because Forte's baseless investigation caused losses?! Those damned people who are eyeing this position…"

The maid listened with her head lowered, not daring to move a muscle as Lucy cursed.

Seeing the trembling maid before her, Lucy, who was immersed in cursing, finally reacted. She took a deep breath, calmed her tone slightly, and said, "It's alright. Thank you for telling me. Tell them to leave."

Lucy showed a strained but rather terrifying smile, then slowly closed the door. Only after isolating herself from outside sight and hearing did she kick a wine bottle at her feet and start cursing loudly, fueled by the alcohol.

But before she could finish cursing, another knock sounded.

"Hhh…"

Lucy took a deep breath, suppressing her emotions. She casually grabbed a shawl with a hood from the coat rack by the door. After putting it on, she opened the door a crack and asked sideways, "What is it?"

"Your Excellency Silva, someone at the entrance is looking for you…"

"I told you to tell them to leave!"

Lucy reached out to close the door directly, but the maid seemed to have also mustered some courage. She stepped forward and blocked the door with her body, saying anxiously, "It's not someone from the group, Miss Silva. The person at the front said her name is Ciel…"

Ciel…

Lucy's eyes, hidden under the hood, slightly narrowed. She didn't bother to change her clothes. She directly pulled the door wide open. She only had time to casually shove a wad of banknotes to the maid before quickly walking downstairs.

It should be known that only Su Pounds were paper money. Shillings and pence were just coins. This wad of Su Pounds would be at least a hundred, but Lucy seemed completely unconcerned about this "small amount of money."

The news that "Ciel is here" was priceless in Lucy's heart at this moment.

She quickly ran to the first floor, rushed through the lobby, and ran out the front door, where she saw the woman she had been "thinking about day and night."

"Ciel!!!!"

Lucy could hardly control her emotions. Her hood was directly pulled back as she ran.

Her scream-like shout startled Ciel and the others who were chatting and waiting outside. Ciel just looked up in Lucy's direction. Nia reacted even faster and immediately drew out her shield, blocking in front of the three of them.

Clang——

Lucy almost completely slammed into the shield. Unfortunately, setbacks come one after another. The stitches on her face seemed to have directly burst from this action. Blood immediately began to spurt from Lucy's face. Lucy collapsed to the ground. Tears and blood mingled and flowed down her face.

"You finally came… Miss Ciel…"

Ciel looked at Lucy's miserable state before her and sighed inwardly.

How many reverse sides did she have to throw to end up this badly…

Was the name "Fate Holder" perhaps a bit of a misnomer? Coupled with that "Strong Luck Coin," it should be called "Fate Cursed," shouldn't it…

In the time that followed, Ciel helped Lucy back into Lucy's large house. She had a maid bring the medical supplies that were always kept in Lucy's home. In the reception room, she temporarily treated some of the opened stitches on Lucy, who was lying on the sofa.

Ciel was quite experienced in stitching… However, she had mostly only stitched corpses before, and her experience in stitching living people was not extensive. The stitches might be a little rough.

While stitching Lucy's facial skin, Ciel listened to Lucy pour out her grievances. When she reached a moving point, Lucy would shed a few tears. Tara had to constantly wipe them away with cotton cloth to prevent the tears from flowing into the wounds and adding salt to them.

"Miss Ciel, please, you must help me… Help me keep this chance for promotion. I will do anything you ask."

The moment Ciel finished stitching Lucy, Lucy immediately propped herself up and sat up. She reached out and grabbed Ciel's wrist, pleading, as if afraid Ciel would run away.

In this incident, Lucy was completely caught up in it… However, her stalling and stubbornness did gain Ciel a lot of valuable time. Otherwise, Forte would have arrived even faster.

People who chose the right side should not have such an ending… Ciel quietly thought about compensation plans in her heart.

The situation Lucy was facing now wasn't particularly complicated.

Lucy's unexpected promotion itself had affected the interests of many factions within the group. There were many people who wanted to take her position.

And the fact that Lucy was forcibly taken away and investigated by Forte, and that this had caused losses to the Deton Group, was also used as a weapon by those who had lost their share of the pie to attack Lucy. And coincidentally, the secret of who killed the "Keyman" would implicate Ciel and the "organization" behind her. Lucy couldn't reveal this.

Thus, Lucy was under suspicion from the board of directors and was even accused of colluding with the Society of Merriment, because Forte's reason for the investigation was suspicion of Lucy colluding with the Society of Merriment.

On one side was the suspicion from other interest groups, and on the other side was the need to keep Ciel's secret. Lucy had been on the verge of losing her mind these past few days. The mental torment was even worse than being tortured by Forte's subordinates.

The current Lucy needed someone with enough weight to vouch for her, to guarantee that she was absolutely not a member of the Society of Merriment, to prove that Forte's investigation was completely groundless and fabricated.

This guarantee… Ciel couldn't give it herself.

Because in the eyes of organizations like the Deton Group, Ciel's influence wasn't enough. She was just an "unknown nobody."

At the moment, there didn't seem to be many people with enough influence… Eleanor was one.