The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch
Chapter 205 - The Shriek of the Box of Soul Instigation (2/2)

However, Ciel had planned to visit Windsor tomorrow anyway. If she couldn’t extract any information at that time, she might even have to execute Windsor... And examining her brain was not difficult for Ciel.

To be on the safe side, she could only go to Windsor Palace tomorrow and try to get some information from Windsor.

For the rest of the time, Ciel chose to return to the hotel, but before she went back, she gave Tara a small task.

That was to send an anonymous tip, directly reporting one of the members of the Chaos Squad in the West District to the police investigation team.

She wanted to see how the Roswell family and the royal family would react, and also see if the person reported in this simulation would also be arrested in reality.

At the same time, Ciel also wanted to know if the arrest of the Chaos Squad would affect Tara, the contact person.

After all, Tara and Ciel had a very close relationship. If Tara was implicated, Ciel would definitely be investigated as well.

—This could also be considered a small test, also for the sake of stability.

Around four o’clock in the morning, Tara sent Ciel a message. The Chaos Squad member, Pickman the “Blood Painter,” had been arrested.

He was considered the easiest member of the Chaos Squad to catch. By choosing him as the target, Ciel was also afraid that Forte would arrest the wrong person, or that the person would escape.

If everything went as expected, before Ciel went to see Windsor, Forte’s people should be able to extract information about the other Chaos Squad members from Pickman. It just depended on whether he could trace it back to Tara.

At noon, Ciel went to the hotel and had lunch with Avena. Around 3:30 PM, Ciel took Tara and went directly to Windsor Palace.

However, before leaving the hotel, Avena forced the “Substitute Death Relic” pendant onto Ciel. Avena wasn’t sure about Windsor’s current nature, but her intuition told her she had to give this to Ciel.

By the time Ciel, in her Deton Group uniform, arrived at Windsor Palace, it was close to 3:50 PM. She was a little early, but arriving early for an appointment was common behavior and didn’t have any impact.

The guards at the palace entrance seemed to have been informed in advance about Ciel’s visit. When they saw a member of the Deton Group with a maid arrive at the entrance, they didn’t stop them at all. After confirming Ciel’s identity, they let the maid lead her into the palace.

“Miss Ciel, please wait a moment. I will inform Her Highness the Princess.”

The maid led Ciel to the reception room. After pouring her a cup of red tea, she left the reception room to inform the Princess.

After waiting for a few minutes, with the sound of footsteps, Windsor’s figure appeared at the doorway of the reception room.

Ciel stood up, bowed slightly, and said, “Your Highness Princess Windsor.”

“No need to be so formal, Miss Ciel... Can I call you Ciel directly? You can just call me Windsor,”

Windsor, wearing a beautiful pale yellow long dress, replied with a smile. “Please sit down.”

Windsor at this moment was wearing pale yellow silk gloves. She picked up the cup of red tea in front of her, took a light sip, and then began to chat with Ciel.

Windsor was just asking about Ciel’s work, showing interest in the daily work of Deton Group employees.

Fortunately, Ciel was relatively familiar with Deton Manor in Berren City. She told Windsor some interesting anecdotes about the casino or some peculiar gambling games, which managed to deflect Windsor’s questions.

Ciel at this moment was planning how to take Windsor to a quiet, secluded place.

And Windsor also seemed to have this idea.

“Won’t you try it, Ciel,”

Windsor casually brought up something, saying with a smile, “You can try it. This is a special royal red tea. I quite like it.”

In the red tea... there’s likely something in it...

But judging by Windsor’s appearance, if she didn’t drink it, it would be completely disrespectful, and she would probably realize that Ciel had already sensed something.

She had to use some topic to divert Windsor’s attention.

“Princess Windsor, actually, I came to see you today because there is something I would like to learn about.”

Ciel’s expression looked as if she had made some kind of decision.

A hint of confusion appeared in Windsor’s eyes. She looked at Ciel before her, whose cheeks seemed to have slightly flushed, and asked, “What is it? Just ask directly, Ciel.”

“I would like to know, where is your sister, Grand Princess Vitalis, now? I once met her briefly and have always wanted to find her again, but I have absolutely no leads...”

Ciel asked Windsor, her tone carrying a hint of pleading.

As expected, upon hearing about her sister, Windsor’s breathing noticeably hitched. Her fists also slightly clenched.

Vita! Her again!

“Sister Vita often travels and rarely returns.”

Windsor’s smile was slightly stiff. She narrowed her eyes and said to Ciel, “By the way, Ciel, the ‘Reborn’ from the Royal Medical Association is waiting. Would you like to go and see them?”

“There is one thing I don’t quite understand, Princess Windsor,”

Ciel spoke, asking Windsor, “The only ‘Reborn’ I have come into contact with is from the Modification School of the Redemption Society. I saw them treat another injured transcendent with my own eyes.”

“‘Reborn’... Do they also have the ability to heal mental issues? Please forgive me. My knowledge of the transcendent world is not as extensive as Your Highness’s.”

This was a point that greatly confused Ciel.

Since last night, Windsor had been talking about “Reborns” healing mental issues. But judging by how Ashford treated Lucy before, it seemed that the treatment by a “Reborn” would worsen spiritual pollution and even cause rejection reactions, changing one’s appearance.

But Windsor didn’t seem to think so. She even wanted “Psychiatrist” Avena to exchange ideas with a “Reborn.” The two were not on the same path at all.

Hearing Ciel’s question, Windsor just smiled slightly and said, “Don’t worry, Ciel. That ‘Reborn’ is considered my teacher. She will help you.”

It seemed Windsor didn’t want to reveal too much, but Windsor wanted to show Ciel this secret.

There were only two possibilities.

One, Windsor wanted to gain Ciel’s trust, even at the cost of using some secrets to heal Ciel’s mind.

Two, Windsor never intended for Ciel to leave here... or rather, leave completely.

Clearly, the latter was more consistent with Ciel’s understanding of Windsor.

This made Ciel feel a little confused.

She had seen the Chaos Squad fight their way through Windsor Palace before, but she hadn’t seen any “Reborn” at that time.

Ciel remembered the hint given by the Box of Soul Instigation last night.

Windsor... brain...

Could it be related to that “Reborn”?

This “Reborn” was new information that she hadn’t had before.

Ciel glanced at the remaining simulation time, which was a little over an hour. She looked at Windsor before her and said, “Then I shall humbly accept your invitation.”

Time was running out. The countdown would end, and Ciel would be forcibly removed from this world... Even if this save file was altered, she could still save it. As long as she didn’t log into this save file, it would have almost no impact on Ciel.

“Please follow me.” Windsor stood up and said to Ciel.

Ciel stood up and followed Windsor as she walked through the main hall...

They came to the entrance of an underground passage.