Miss Witch's Speed ​​Run Manual

These were all members of the "Chaos Squadron." Their appearances and abilities as simulated versions of themselves were all recorded in the notebook, so when Charles saw them, he just glanced at them and quickly matched them with the descriptions in the notebook.

One person who deserves attention is a "dream stealer" named Mary. She is a senior "dream stealer" who has been stuck at level 2 for almost 10 years. Her mumbling has not gotten worse obviously, but she has been unable to advance.

The ritual of reappearance of the "disruptor" is not so easy to accomplish, especially for the timid and reckless.

When they saw Charles, they quickly stopped talking and retreated to both sides of the corridor, just watching Charles walk through them.

"The Keyman is within, Master Faceless."

A man wearing black-framed glasses, with his right palm slightly facing upward, made an inviting gesture towards the door on his right.

This is the "blood painter" in the team. His paintings can be constructed in dreams and can produce the same effect.

This is the specific ending method of "Chaos Squadron". Using the paintings of the "Blood Painter" in the dream of the "Dream Thief" will make the people dragged into the dream crazy in the dream and become a vegetable in reality.

However, this combined ability has certain limitations. That is, if the "dream thief" sees the paintings in a dream, he will also fall into varying degrees of mental confusion, and the dream may quickly collapse.

In the previous simulation, if it had been a little later, Charles might have seen the painting and been affected.

But...it's not certain who is crazy. Charles has been to the other world. It's just a painting. She doesn't think it can be that weird.

Ciel nodded, then stood at the door. After two seconds, she looked up at the painter with glasses beside her and asked, "How do you open this door?"

"Uh?"

The man was stunned for a second, then took a step forward and reached out to help Charles open the door.

But the next second, Charles suddenly raised his hand, unlocked the door, and pushed the door hard inward.

The scene inside instantly appeared in front of the "Blood Painter". His sight continued to spread along the luxurious carpet. A person was standing in the center. He just glanced at the leather boots, then quickly closed his eyes and took a few steps back.

"Hey, hey-"

Charles closed his eyes and shook his head from side to side, as if calling out to someone in the wilderness, "What did you see? Pickman, are you all right, Corporal Pickman?"

Ciel's right ear moved slightly, and she heard Pickman's breathing gradually become heavier. Ciel opened her eyes curiously and looked in Pickman's direction.

At this time, Pickman lowered his head and gasped violently. His eye sockets were empty and his eyeballs had long disappeared. Blood dripped down his cheeks onto the carpet, looking like tears of blood.

The lenses of his glasses were broken, and the blood-stained lenses reflected the light from the gas lamp on the wall on the carpet.

What kind of seal? Or is it the ability of the "Subverter"?

I heard nothing and felt nothing.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk..."

"I'm sorry, Pickman,"

Charles lowered his head slightly and said sincerely with a hint of apology, "Don't cry. I'll buy you a new pair of glasses later."

Charles raised his hands to shield his eyes, took a step forward into the room, hooked his heels back and pushed, closing the wooden door.

"Freak."

A smiling voice sounded. Although the words were derogatory, the tone was full of appreciation.

But this sound is like countless layers of audio tracks, making people feel their eardrums buzzing just by listening to it.

But this voice...

A child? A woman?

Charles spread his fingers slightly apart and looked at the person in front of him through the gaps between his fingers.

The moment she saw the man's face clearly, Charles was slightly stunned.

It was a face that seemed to have jumped out of a Picasso painting.

The left half of a normal human face faced Charles, while the right half, with no mouth, chin connected to tentacles, exposed nasal bones, and a ferocious huge mouth in the eyeball, faced the left half.

Almost half of his brain was exposed on the right side of the back of his head, as if a piece of it was protruding from the entire head. Almost the moment he saw this face, Charles' brain began to buzz slightly.

But soon, the blood-red pupils with huge mouths opened in the eyes on the right side of the face reminded Charles that he seemed to have seen this kind of "thing" before.

To be precise, I have seen similar creatures from the other world.

That was the fleshy tentacle with a huge mouth and eyeballs that he had sacrificed in the underground exchange area of ​​Deton Manor when he had just received the spiritual call.

"Aren't you afraid?"

The huge mouth at the eyeball of the "person" opened and closed, and the overlapping sounds rang in Charles' ears, and there seemed to be some surprise in the voice.

"You should let the artist look at yours more often. Maybe it will help improve his skills."

Ciel couldn't help but complain.

"He can't. He can't bear it."

The key man shook his head, pointed to the sofa beside him, and said, "Let's sit down and talk."

Charles put down his hands and followed the key man to sit on the sofa. As soon as he sat down, Charles couldn't help but look up and down at the key man in front of him.

Apart from the head, the key person's figure is quite curvy, the kind that would be watched on video websites even with the lights off...but her face is too abstract, and it is really hard to associate her with a beautiful woman.

Ciel raised his palm slightly, stretched out his hand, and slightly obscured the right side of the Keyman's face from his own eyes.

However, the moment the key woman's right face was covered, in front of Charles' eyes, her left face directly turned into the monster head with the side face. When Charles put his hand down, the monster head returned to the right side again.

The key person did not interrupt Charles. Instead, she watched Charles' actions with interest, waiting for her to have enough fun.

"By the way, what do you want from me?"

Ciel finally stopped what he was doing, stopped trying to look at just the normal half of the Key Man's face, and asked.

After reading the notebook, Charles certainly knew why the other party was looking for her, but she planned to wait for the other party to say it out loud to give herself some time to think.

"Congratulations, Faceless One."

The Key Man spoke through the crack in his right eye, "This plan succeeded again... To be honest, I should have introduced you right now, but we are at a critical juncture and we can't leave. I hope you can understand."

Recommended?

Charles didn't know how the Pleasure Club was managed internally, but just thinking from Charles's perspective, he could only come to this conclusion.

The key person did not "introduce" himself to the top, but kept him by his side. I'm afraid it was not because of any critical reason.

She was attracted by the future and the rosy prospects that were painted by her simulated self, and wanted Charles to continue working for her.

Because the key holder knew very well that once she left Charles, she might not be able to do anything.

As for why Charles dared to think so?

You can tell from the Key Person's face... With regard to the digestion level of this potion, the Key Person has only barely been promoted to the "Subverter", and can only barely resist the potion's mumbling. She just saw the possibility of stabilizing the potion from Charles.

As for the "critical node"...which "critical node" is she referring to?

"I don't care about that,"

Ciel shrugged and said nonchalantly, "If I mess up, I'll just report the name of the 'Pleasure Club'. It doesn't matter if I get recommended or not."

"Hahaha."

The key holder smiled, her tone not fluctuating much. She looked at Charles and said, "Sometimes I really envy you."

"You have unparalleled talent... Sooner or later you will become a high-ranking member of the 'Pleasure Club,'"

The Keyman continued, "By then, you'll be able to deploy more resources and be better able to accomplish the other bold ideas in your mind."

Charles didn't comment on this and seemed indifferent.

As long as today is over, Charles will leave this simulated world. What happens afterwards has nothing to do with her. Charles will not take these empty promises to heart.

The Key Master seemed to notice that Ciel wasn't particularly interested in what she was saying, but she didn't seem displeased at all. She simply smiled and asked:

"Have you prepared the Dream Stealer's reappearance ritual? It feels like it's about time."

"Re-enactment of the ritual?"

Ciel shook his head and said, "I don't know what the Reproduction Ritual is for, and I think the Instigator is quite useful."

"The ritual requirements and potions should have been sent together."

The Key Man shook his head and said earnestly, "Improving your strength is equally important. This cannot be ignored."

This key man completely regarded himself as a subordinate...

The slightly didactic tone slightly aroused the rebellious feeling in Charles' heart, but she suppressed it well in her heart and did not show any emotion.

"alright."

Ciel nodded reluctantly.

"The nobles were completely offended, and the blame was put on the Orlando Republican Army and the workers."

The key man leaned back slightly on the sofa and asked casually, "What are your next plans?"

What's next?

Is it written in the notepad?

However, following his own thoughts simulated in the notebook, Charles could also understand what to do next.

If things develop normally, it will not be enough to rely solely on the workers and the Orlando Republican Army. It will take a long time to unite the other lower classes in the city.

But Charles only had 24 hours, and time obviously did not allow her to do so.

If you want to make the biggest impact, speaking is a must, and you can't just speak by yourself.

Julis of the Savior Goddess Church will also join in and contribute to the speech.

The Orlando Republican Army and the workers, most of these people believe in the Savior Goddess Church, and only the Savior Goddess Church can truly unite them.

Then, let them attack the army directly, and it would be best if they could successfully defeat the army, and let the news reach the capital Ansu.

The Orlando Republican Army and the Ansu workers are united, with the Savior Goddess Church behind them. The Savior Goddess Church in Burren City is also allied with the Holy Advent Church...

When this news reached Queen Ansu in the capital, it was completely impossible not to lead to bloody suppression within 24 hours.

Even the Church of the Savior Goddess in the capital Ansu will be greatly implicated by this.

This is pure suicide.

Moreover, Charles firmly believed that Queen Anzu would make the "correct" decision.

How could a queen who could starve millions of victims to death have any compassion for ordinary people? Charles simply didn't believe it.

This is a high-winning gamble, the kind that even a "gambler" would not bother to bet on.

Charles briefly revealed the plan to the key holder in front of him, causing the key holder, who was originally leaning on the sofa, to sit up slightly.

What's going on with this girl...?

Putting aside how she found so many cultists from the Holy Advent Sect and persuaded the people from the Saviour Goddess Sect to unite with the cultists, just the ability to give a speech is not something that an ordinary person can accomplish.

A speech cannot be made by just using the "Instigator" potion. The "Instigator" can at most influence the first few listeners, but there are hundreds or even thousands of people at each speech. It is a huge challenge to get so many people to believe what one person says.

This is an innate talent, nothing much to say.

Moreover, what method did she use to instigate those level 2 and level 3 cultists?

This girl has too many secrets, and her talent makes anyone who sees her feel ashamed.

The key person was not lying. She really envied the girl, even to the point of jealousy.

But she had no intention of harming the girl.

No matter how talented or brilliant she is, she is just a Level 1 "instigator" and is firmly under her control.

Just like the "blood painter" outside, he is just an object for him to control at will.

What she wanted to do was to imprison this girl by her side forever, so that she could give her advice and help her stabilize the potion.

During this period, he completely brainwashed the girl, turning her into a slave who only obeyed his orders...

"Can I take a look at the contents of the speech?"

The Key Person smiled faintly, and her fox tail finally showed up. "Perhaps I can help you with the speech."

The key man is about to start intervening in the final subversion process.

Charles looked at the key man's face, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

"Okay."

Ciel said with a smile.

"Just right."