Miss Witch's Speed ​​Run Manual

Today is Thursday, not Sunday, and the time for distributing food has long passed. There are not many people around. There is only an old nun in a simple black robe sweeping the dust at the door.

"May the goddess spare you from your suffering."

When Charles walked up the stairs and passed by the nun, the nun put her right hand on her chest and greeted Charles.

Charles nodded slightly to her without replying. She was not a believer, so there was no need for her to say such prayers.

After entering the church, Charles looked around and found that the church was particularly empty today. Even the "good luck box" that was usually occupied was empty.

The good luck box is something similar to a coin box or a merit box, but the difference is that rich people can put coins in it, or press the button at the bottom to catch the pennies that fall out. Whether putting money in or taking money out, it is a symbol of begging for good luck.

Charles walked to the good luck box, pressed the button, caught the three coins that fell out, and silently said "Goddess bless you" in his heart.

"No, sister, you're asking people to do something for you and you're still taking their money?"

A silver-white screen flashed before Charles, with system text on it.

"Taking money is also a form of blessing." Charles said silently in his heart. After thinking for a moment, he put another penny in and said silently again: "Goddess bless you."

Double the blessings. If there really is a goddess, she should be moved.

The nave of the church was empty, and the priest who had been sitting in the pulpit was nowhere to be seen. Charles had come to find the priest.

Did you go out for something? Or are you having dinner?

Perhaps her prayers to the goddess were answered, for the door leading to the side corridor opened and two people walked out.

Leading the group was Reverend Mel, a kind old woman wearing a black robe and the oval emblem of the Church of the Savior on her chest. As she walked, she turned sideways and whispered something to the person next to her.

The man was covered in a black robe, but compared to Pastor Mel's plain black robe, the corners of the black robe had intricate white patterns. He wore a white mask on his face with a few simple geometric shapes on it, symbolizing the eyes and nose, but the area below the nose was blank.

Pastor Mel seemed to notice Charles standing next to the cash box at the door, nodded with a smile, and then continued to see the people behind him off.

Charles slightly turned sideways and politely made room for the two to pass, but when the masked man behind was about to pass by, Charles heard their whispered conversation.

"High Priest Julis...if there is any news here...I will inform you as soon as possible..."

High Priest Julis?

The high priest who was promoted to high priest in the notes? The extraordinary person of the Church of the Goddess of Savior?

Charles subconsciously looked up at the back, and when he was hesitating whether to go forward, the only people left in the church's vestibule were Pastor Mel and the nun who was sweeping the stone steps in front of the door.

And a hint of confusion gradually appeared in Charles' eyes.

What am I going to do...yes...I'm going to find Pastor Mel...

No, that's not right!

"[Calm Thinking Lv.1]"

A cool feeling flowed through Charles' mind, and in an instant, Charles remembered what he wanted to do.

"You..." The name just came out of Charles' mouth, and the next moment, she felt a pair of warm hands slowly hugging her neck from behind.

"You are in pain..."

An ethereal voice came from behind Ciel's ear.

"But it's okay, the goddess will make everything alright..."

Chapter 12: The "Abnormal" High Priest

Charles was startled and ran forward a few steps quickly, his hand subconsciously reaching for the canvas bag on his left shoulder.

The gun...is gone?!

She turned around and saw the masked man in the high priest's robe sitting in the prayer chair at the back in a completely ungraceful manner, holding an old revolver in his hand and looking at it curiously.

"Little girl, why are you bringing something so dangerous to the church?" The masked man tilted his head slightly and asked in Charles' direction, "Are you here to rob the church?"

Charles' body froze in place. At this moment, she was certain that the masked man in front of her was a transcendent, and there was a 90% chance that he was the high priestess Yulis in Du Wen's research notes.

"High Priest, you scared her. I recognize this child. She's the adopted sister of believer Lizzie. Her name is Charles. She came here two years ago." Pastor Mel walked to Charles' side, patted Charles' shoulder and said soothingly, "It's okay, child. Don't be nervous."

"It was just a joke..." The masked man, Julis, casually set her revolver aside and stretched out her hands toward Ciel, saying, "Come here, little girl, let me take a good look at you."

This strange behavior made Ciel unsure whether she should move forward. At this moment, Pastor Mel patted her back gently and said softly, "Go, it's okay."

At this point, there is no way to escape even if you want to. Fortunately, this is a simulation, and what happens in it will not cause any substantial harm to you.

Charles moved slowly towards the masked figure until he was within reach of her. Meanwhile, he was still thinking about how he could use [Death Reversal] to gain the most destiny points if he died in the simulated moment.

Only then did Charles see the masked man's hands clearly - his fingers were white and slender, with tender fingertips. It was obvious that they were not the hands of a merchant noble who had never done heavy work.

She watched the hands move in front of her, then come close to her, starting from her forehead, touching her chin little by little, and gently stroking her chin.

"What a pretty girl..." The masked man smiled, raised his hand and lifted the hood with white silver thread trim, and his long, slightly curly silver hair poured out.

She withdrew her hands, placed them on her mask, and gently took off the mask, revealing her delicately carved face. However, her eyes were closed and did not open until the mask was taken off. She looked holy and adorable.

Thinking back carefully, the mask didn't seem to have eye openings.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Julis, Julis Mora, the high priestess of the Savior Goddess Cult."

It really is High Priest Julis... Ciel thought as he looked at that beautiful face.

Based on Du Wen's description in his research notes, Charles had always thought that High Priest Julis was an elderly, stern, dogmatic, but unassuming middle-aged woman. Unexpectedly, she looked like a young girl of about seventeen in her prime.

"My name is Charles." Charles bowed slightly to show respect.

At first she thought the other person was a pervert, as he came up to her and hugged her and even touched her face. However, after he took off his mask, Charles felt relieved.

It turns out that the other party is blind and not a pervert.

"Reverend Mel, can you take us to the small chapel in the side aisle? I have something to ask this girl." Julis looked in the direction of Reverend Mel and asked.

"Happy to oblige."

Mel led Julis toward the side aisle, and Charles followed nervously behind. As for the revolver, it was still placed on the prayer bench outside.

Walking through the side corridor, Mel opened a door and found a small chapel inside.

This is usually a place where important people hold private prayers, used for private prayers and small ceremonies. It is covered with carpets and has a small altar and a statue of the goddess in the center. It is a very private space.

After Julis and Charles walked in, Mel closed the door. In an instant, the entire chapel fell silent, and only the breathing of the two people could be heard.

"Can you take me to the bench?" Julis smiled and extended her hand to Charles.

"Yeah." Charles nodded, shook the hand she offered, led her to the prayer bench in front of the altar, and watched her sit down.

"Come, sit next to me." Julis pulled Charles and motioned for her to sit next to her.

After Charles sat down, Julis suddenly said, "Let me take another good look at you."

Charles: “?”

At this moment, she overturned the impression in her mind that "she is not a pervert".

"You've already seen it." Charles replied lightly.

“Through touch, I can sense your inner thoughts and feel your pain…” Julis lowered her head slightly, her expression gloomy. “Sorry, I can’t see…”

"Okay..." Looking at the other person's appearance, Charles felt a little sorry in his heart.

It's not that Charles discriminates against people with disabilities, nor does he want to expose her scars. It's just that Charles really finds it difficult to associate extraordinary people with blindness and disability. He always subconsciously thinks that the other person is a person with abilities beyond ordinary people, and does not treat him as a normal disabled person.

Ciel took hold of her slender wrists and placed her hands on his cheeks.

Then she saw Julis put her hands on him and began to pinch the soft flesh on both sides of Charles' cheeks with her index finger and thumb, gently squeezing them outwards.

Had a great time.

Ciel: “…”

"Your Excellency the High Priest, what do you want to ask me?" Charles said calmly, having already labeled the other person a pervert in his heart.

"Ah, quite a lot." Julis said as she rubbed Charles's face. "Why did you come to the church with a gun? Why did I feel the pain in you that was like I'd died several times? And why did you know my name?"

"I only use the gun for self-protection. I don't know how to answer you about the rest." Charles shook his head slightly, then glanced at his canvas bag and continued, "As for the rest of the question, you'll know after reading this."

Charles reached out, took out the two notebooks from his handbag, and handed them to Julis in front of him.

“Hmm…” Julis released her right hand, pinched Ciel’s cheek with her left hand, and reached for the two notebooks with her right hand.

She showed no expression when she touched Thomas's diary, but when she touched Du Wen's research notes, her originally smiling expression suddenly froze.

Julis finally released the hand that was pinching Charles' cheek, took the research notebook, and carefully stroked its sheepskin cover and touched the gold-plated font on it.

"Could you please read it to me, Miss Ciel?" Julis held the research notebook in both hands and solemnly handed it to Ciel. Her expression was serious, no longer as frivolous as before.

Chapter 13: The Way to Survive Without Being Exposed

Since he had already read it once, Charles only picked out some important parts to talk about.

Julis listened in silence, and at the end, she sighed softly.

"If I hadn't been transferred, he wouldn't have made such mistakes again and again..." Julis's voice was a little hoarse. She put her right hand on her chest and lowered her head slightly, as if praying.

Charles didn't disturb her, but just waited silently for her to speak.

After a long pause, Julis raised her head towards Ciel and asked:

"Is this the end of the notes?"

"Yes." Charles nodded.

"Did he change his diary?" Julis asked, remembering that Charles had another notebook in his hand. "What's in that other notebook?"

"No, he didn't continue recording himself. The other notebook belongs to someone else," said Charles.

"Another person?" Julis's expression was a little puzzled.

"His name is Thomas..."

Charles succinctly recounted the contents of the diary. Halfway through, Julis's brows were tightly furrowed and never relaxed.

After Ciel finished explaining the brief contents of the notebook, Julis spoke: "Du Wen was killed, but the things he left behind continue to cause pain to others... How did you get these two notebooks?"

At first, Julis was just talking to herself, but later she changed the subject and turned her attention to Charles.

"Spiritual notes are the most important possessions for transcendents. Although Thomas is only a novice, it's obvious he wouldn't give you this incriminating evidence." Julis paused and continued, "Just now, when we were walking towards the side hall, I sensed your murderous intent towards me."

Xia Er was silent. She was not surprised that the other party would doubt her, because she had no way of explaining how she got these two notebooks copied by the system.

Since a clumsy lie would most likely fail to fool the other party, Charles planned to tell the truth from the beginning.

It was just half-truth. After the simulation, no one would remember what they said.

"I saw the future." Ciel looked at Julis and said seriously, "You, the future High Priest Julis, told this to my corpse. When I woke up from my dream, I saw these two notebooks by my bed."

Julis: “…”

Julis: “?”

She slowly reached out and touched the girl's forehead.

You don’t have a fever?

A little girl who has no special powers at all tells you that she can see the future?

Moreover, Julis did not feel that the person in front of her was lying.

Either she's crazy, or what she says is true.

"How do you prove it? Can you see the future?" Julis withdrew her right hand.

Ciel: "At 4:45 this morning, Thomas will meet with the leader of the Blackwater Gang at the Hammer Tavern. There, Thomas will perform the final reappearance ritual of the Instigator, and I will die there too."

Julis: "Are you the sacrifice?"

Charles: "Yes."

Julis: "How did I find out? I just arrived in Burren City and won't officially start the investigation until tomorrow. Besides, how can I tell you what I said if you're dead?"

Ciel: "I wasn't completely dead at that time. You rushed over at the end of the ceremony and killed them. After discovering their notes, you felt very guilty for involving me and decided to leave 100,000 Soviet pounds for my sister as compensation."

The more Julis listened to her conversation with Charles, the more alarmed she became, because she didn't sense that the girl on the other side was lying.

It was as if the beautiful girl named Charles had experienced everything personally. If it weren't for the last sentence that made Julis smell a lie, Julis would have suspected that there was something wrong with her perception.

This girl...seems like she can really see the future...

The shocking degree of this incident far exceeds the incident that he is responsible for investigating this time.