The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch-Chapter 218

“Hey, this matter is my fault,”

Mond tried her best to lean forward and get closer to Ciel. She lowered her voice and said, “I didn’t know that person named Ciel was your subordinate… I told you, this is a misunderstanding.”

“No, no, no, I don’t want to pursue Ciel’s death with you.”

Ciel lightly shook her head. She leaned on the wooden box behind her, pushed hard, and sat on the box, swinging her feet gently. She smiled and continued, “First question, did you kill Ashford?”

“It was Professor Lafayette’s instruction, and also Forte’s intention.”

Mond tried hard to distance herself from the matter. “If it wasn’t me, others would have gone. He had to die.”

“Even for the organization, he had to die. You and I both know this.”

Ciel, as if she hadn’t heard her explanation, continued to ask, “Did you kill Adele too?”

Adele…

Who?

“Uh…”

Mond’s mind raced. Soon, she vaguely remembered seeing such a name among the people she had killed. “That ‘Plague Doctor’? She had nothing to do with your or my plans, and her progress in researching the antidote was too fast, even faster than Ashford’s!”

Of course it was faster than Ashford.

The research materials Adele had were the results of Adele’s own research for dozens of days in the simulation. How many days had Ashford’s team researched?

“Second question.”

Ciel narrowed her eyes, looking at Mond before her, and asked, “You said my plan has no conflict with yours… What is your plan?”

Ciel wanted to find out what Mond’s plan was. This would help her have enough reaction time in reality.

“Like you, I need to perfect my reconstitution ritual,”

Mond didn’t intend to hide this. This was just something she couldn’t say in front of Eleanor, but it didn’t matter to her colleagues. “I need to create a plague in the East District.”

Ciel: “What plague?”

“Cholera. There was an outbreak in Ansu City before, and nearly six thousand people died…”

Speaking up to this point, Mond paused for a moment, then said with a hint of pride, “This time, with just a little push, I can easily take twenty thousand… no, at least thirty thousand lives!”

“And this plan will not be discovered by anyone. You only need to slightly hold back the Church of the Savior Goddess and the Redemption Society, and the death toll can rise again. You can also enjoy the results of this plan…”

Mond stared at the Keyman, who was clearly just disguised as Ciel, her tone carrying a hint of temptation.

This was at least thirty thousand lives. She didn’t believe the Keyman, who had already failed to digest a potion, would refuse.

If the cholera epidemic led to the upper-class nobles reforming the entire underground pipeline system, the Keyman could also enjoy the results of this. And it would be given for free.

Who would refuse free “results”?

“Oh…”

Hearing this, Ciel slightly nodded, then said with a hint of confusion, “Then what? Just thirty thousand?”

Then… then what?

Just thirty thousand?

Ciel’s rhetorical question made Mond slightly stunned. She unconsciously opened her mouth but said nothing.

The reconstitution ritual for “Source of Cholera” only required infecting and killing ten thousand people. This time, she was directly killing thirty thousand in one go!

The Keyman actually asked, “Then what?” and even said, “Just thirty thousand”?!

This is thirty thousand!!! Lives!!!

Mond took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in her heart.

Her carefully planned perfect crime seemed incredibly boring and worthless in the Keyman’s eyes.

This was an insult to any Overseers of the Society of Merriment.

Mond knew the Keyman was deliberately humiliating her. If she actually got worked up, she would be the one falling for it.

The Keyman could win over a Tier 4 fanatic. Mond didn’t think she could resist the Keyman’s verbal provocation.

“There’s nothing else.”

Mond forced herself to hold back and said in a muffled voice.

At this moment, the black-haired girl before Mond suddenly looked enlightened and said apologetically, “Oh… I’m sorry, I forgot that thirty thousand is already a large number for you.”

After Mond’s explanation, Ciel had roughly figured out the relationships between these organizations, and the roles played by Mond, Lafayette, and Forte.

Including the different goals and methods of the Church of the God of Order, the Society of Merriment, and other organizations in this matter.

Mond had three goals: protect Lafayette to maintain her identity in the Pharos Medical Association; disrupt unstable factors that were unfavorable to the Society of Merriment’s plan in the North; and complete her own reconstitution ritual.

Lafayette represented the Pharos Medical Association and came for the Other Side technology held by the Church of the God of Order, providing the Church of the God of Order with a solution for transitioning the technology into practice.

The Church of the God of Order was aiming for their somewhat obsessive “Artificial Divinity” plan, wanting to create a Church of the God of Order of absolute “justice” and “order”—or it might be a high-ranking member who wanted to control the Church or “become a god” through this extreme method.

And the warmonger Forte likely tasted the benefits of this technology from the beginning and allowed the Church of the God of Order to continue with their plan in order to steal the results of this technology.

At the same time, because of some rituals in North Ansu, the Society of Merriment faced strong resistance from the Church of the Savior Goddess, which gave Forte the idea of using the Society of Merriment as an opportunity to eliminate the Church of the Savior Goddess—this was likely why Forte could gain the trust of the Church of the God of Order. There must have been some kind of deal between them.

The Church of the Savior Goddess wanted to stop the famine and save their largest diocese and believers. The Redemption Society simply wanted to save people based on their beliefs. Both were inevitably opposed to the royal family, the Pharos Medical Association, and the Church of the God of Order.

However, due to Ciel’s interference, Forte’s focus might have completely shifted to capturing the Keyman at this moment.

The Society of Merriment’s potion ritual in North Ansu; the Church of the God of Order’s “Artificial Divinity” plan; the Pharos Medical Association, which was actually conducting unknown research; and Forte, the Royal Orchestra, wanting to benefit from “Uniqueness”…

These four were the main conflicts. As for other derivative events, they stemmed from these four major events—for example, taking the opportunity to weaken the Church of the Savior Goddess, assassinating Ashford—these were all secondary conflicts.

Ansu City, in a state of chaos, finally, after Ciel’s multiple simulations and synthesizing information from different sources, had its conflicts roughly sorted out.

She estimated that no other organization had information as comprehensive as hers.

It felt like everyone had their own things to busy themselves with… Aren’t they tired?

Ciel raised her hand and gently rubbed her temples with her index and middle fingers.

The desire to just lie down and sleep forever had never been so strong before.