The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch
Chapter 196 - The New "Uniqueness", Forte’s Trump Card (1/2)

Northern Ansu City, Hamme Moor Heights.

This was an undeveloped area. Although not quite mountains, the view from the high ground here was quite spectacular, and the field of vision was very broad. One could directly overlook the main landmarks of downtown Ansu City from the high ground, including the two major cathedrals and the Parliament Building.

This place itself was a recreational and strolling spot for the upper-class nobles of Ansu City. However, it had now become the best place for Ciel to observe the Grim Worm.

Also standing behind Ciel, besides Tara and Lucy, was Princess Vita, with a complex expression.

“What a spectacle... Lord Ciel...”

Tara looked down at Ansu City in the distance, unable to suppress her heartfelt admiration.

The originally somewhat clear sun was now shrouded in rolling black clouds and a blood-red halo. Blood-colored splendor churned within the black clouds, and within this black haze, a terrifying monster was rapidly growing, continuously driving the black clouds to engulf everything.

Wherever the black clouds swept, even they, standing on the high ground nearly ten kilometers away, seemed to feel the desperate wails hidden beneath the silence.

The symbolic giant clock tower of the Church of the Savior Goddess collapsed with a roar. Fires had begun to erupt in the West District. This was completely a scene like the end of the world.

“You are committing a massacre...” Princess Vita slowly said.

At this moment, her thoughts were in chaos. She had no idea how to resolve the situation before her.

Vita only knew that she herself had no right to resist at this moment... She had even saved her life by being taken away by Lucy.

What Vita didn’t understand most was, why was that red-haired young girl doing this?

Why did she summon such a terrifying thing? Why was she targeting Ansu City with a massacre? If it was just because of hatred for Ansu, then why didn’t she kill her? And why did she tell her about the things the Ansu royal family had done...?

But if she were considered to be from the Society of Merriment, everything would be easily explained.

No reason, just for the sake of watching, just because it’s entertaining... People from the Society of Merriment would definitely give such an answer.

But they were not from the Society of Merriment, and they even had people placed within the Society of Merriment...

And Ciel at this moment, looking at the city before her, had a bad premonition in her heart.

The Grim Worm seemed to be doing well in the front. What gave Ciel a bad premonition was not the Grim Worm.

It was Princess Vita standing behind her.

From their previous conversation, Ciel knew that this Princess Vita cared relatively more about human lives.

The Grim Worm was clearly carrying out a massacre. The black mist enveloping the West District was about to start spreading outwards, but Vitalis, however, remained composed. She even wanted to continue probing her for information.

It was as if she knew that this black mist would not continue to spread.

What is going on?

The Holy See of the Church of the Savior Goddess, the Holy See of the Church of the God of Order, the Ansu royal family, the Roswell family, Deton Group, most of the transcendent forces she knew were concentrated in the West District... This was also the most prosperous area of Ansu City. Logically, the defense force should also be the highest.

“You don’t seem worried that the black mist will continue to spread,”

Ciel turned back to look at Vita and asked directly, “You seem quite confident?”

“I am not confident.”

Vita shook her head and said, “I just want to know if you can truly stop him.”

Just as Vita’s words fell, in the area of the West District within the city, a violent explosion occurred.

The firelight even pierced through the blood light and black mist. Even Ciel, nearly ten kilometers away, could feel the slight tremor beneath her feet.

Are there still people alive in the West District?

The sound and vibration of the explosion drew Ciel’s attention. At the same time, she felt a strong, familiar buzzing in her mind.

That was...

The buzzing of “Uniqueness.”

“Stop who?”

Ciel quickly looked at Princess Vitalis and asked.

Vita’s words were loaded. She definitely knew something, but perhaps out of some concern, she didn’t say it out loud.

“I cannot say.”

Vita shook her head and said, “He controls Ansu. He knows everything... just like a deity.”

“But at least, he can stop this massacre.”

He.

Is a man.

Controls Ansu? The person behind the royal family?

Vita seemed to have said nothing, yet she had fully revealed the information to Ciel.

“Who is he? You can tell me directly.”

Ciel frowned. She didn’t like this roundabout way of guessing riddles.

Just as she was about to have Tara force-brainwash Vitalis, Vitalis spoke first.

“You all treat human lives like grass...”

Vitalis shook her head and sighed softly.

“You and he, there seems to be no fundamental difference.”

“Is it Forte?” Ciel asked tentatively.

This time, Vitalis didn’t answer at all, seemingly implicitly acknowledging the answer.

Forte... isn’t he dead?

Or could it be that among the three Tier 4s who died just now... Forte wasn’t one of them?

A strong and familiar buzzing sounded again. Ciel looked towards the city in disbelief.

She saw that in the West District, a beam of silver light at this moment pierced through the black clouds in the sky, flashing with extreme brilliance.

Meanwhile.

Inside Windsor’s palace, in the underground collection room.

This was originally Windsor’s underground collection room. She would often sit at the table, staring blankly at the corpse on the table.

At this moment, sitting at the table was a white-haired man. He reached out and felt for the bone saw on the tabletop. Windsor’s warmth seemed to still linger on it.

“My daughter...”

He stroked the bone saw. It was visible that there were obvious stitches on his left hand. The color of his fingers was also inconsistent—they were likely fingers sewn on by someone from a path like “Coroner.”

Forte slowly spoke. Then, he picked up the bone saw, aimed it at his index finger, which had no stitches, and directly sawed it.

Grind, grind—

The sound of bone and flesh being torn by the saw echoed throughout the quiet underground collection room. Wails and explosions could still be heard from above, but these seemed to not affect his focused sawing of his finger.

Soon, a whole finger was completely sawed off by him.

He held the broken index finger with his middle finger and thumb on his left hand and looked at the black box on the table.

This was a high-level sealed artifact...

The “Box of Greed,” it was a completely useless sealed artifact.

It could only store some small items, and to open it, it required the flesh and blood of the person who put the items inside.

This was something that might even go unsold at a Deton auction.

Unless.

Something extremely valuable was placed inside... So valuable that a Tier 4 would consider sawing off his finger nothing.