The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch-Chapter 102 - Great! Respected! Omniscient Mother Goddess! (2/4)

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Lucy’s mind didn’t process it immediately. She looked confusedly towards Ciel. After quite a while, she finally understood.

No wonder... Ciel knew instantly that the “misfortune rule” wasn’t just one.

Wasn’t she the only one suffering interference from the “misfortune rule”?

“Miss Ciel... your ‘misfortune rule’... what is it?” Lucy asked cautiously.

“Cannot contact transcendents,” Ciel stated calmly. “Contacting transcendents of third-tier or higher will result in life-threatening misfortune.”

Lucy: “...”

Lucy carefully recalled.

She herself seemed to be third-tier.

In Deton Manor, there seemed to be ten or twenty transcendents.

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Professor Ashford who came just now was also third-tier...

Lucy’s previously relaxed mood immediately tensed up again.

She shrank back, but behind her was stone with no room to retreat. She looked at Ciel before her and said tremblingly, “Miss Ciel... can we talk next time?”

“Why don’t you head back first? Lucy will definitely visit another day... send someone to deliver a thank-you gift...”

Lucy seemed to think of something. She raised her hand, pointed to the coin lying nearby, and said, “If you don’t mind, that ‘Strong Luck Coin,’ I can lend it to you.”

“Its effect is, when tossed landing on the angel side, it converts part of the misfortune into good luck. If it lands on the reverse side, it doubles your misfortune... The side effect is that it can only, and must, be tossed twice daily. Even if not tossed, it will automatically toss itself twice at the final deadline each day, with the result taking effect on the holder the next day, even if not carried.”

“If you encounter a situation you absolutely cannot resolve, you can try tossing this... Don’t come over ahhhhh!!!”

Just as Ciel took a step towards the coin, Lucy shrank back as if seeing some creature from the Other Side, completely lacking the awareness of a third-tier “Favored.”

Strong Luck Coin... Did Lucy name it herself? The effect didn’t sound very lucky.

A finger made of black shadow emerged from the coin’s shadow, grasped the coin, and dragged it directly into the shadow.

The next moment, a black shadow emerged from behind Ciel, handing the coin to her.

Holding the warm coin, which felt as if a heart was beating within it, Ciel looked towards Lucy and said, “If there’s a chance, I will come find you again for more information. Thank you for the sealed artifact.”

After speaking, Ciel turned and left.

If what Lucy said was true, then her simulated self could only stay for 24 hours, making it possible not to use this coin at all.

If misfortune truly struck suddenly, having this coin would give Ciel an additional countermeasure against misfortune.

As for why Lucy lent this coin to Ciel so easily, she could guess some reasons...

Besides fearing her own misfortune might affect Lucy, it was also possible that, in Lucy’s view, Ciel wouldn’t survive the day. Perhaps Lucy could retrieve the coin after Ciel died, possibly even before the day was over.

Ciel tucked the coin into her pocket, glanced back at Lucy behind her, then walked straight towards the secret passage, leaving Deton Manor.

She wasn’t the only one troubled by a “misfortune rule”; “Favored” Lucy was also bound by some “misfortune rule,” restricting her to Deton Manor.

What Ciel wanted to know most now was when this “misfortune rule” locked onto her.

What were the specific contents of her own rule? If all rules were understood, what would happen if she acted strictly according to the rules?

Besides herself and Lucy, who else encountered this “misfortune rule”? If so, were they still alive?

Ciel had to find answers to all these questions, especially the first one: when did the rule lock onto her.

If she hadn’t been locked onto in reality yet, Ciel could find a way to avoid the lock, solving the problem at its root.

Late at night, walking on the path down Creek Hill, Ciel moved cautiously, observing her surroundings for potential misfortune while contemplating the contents of the rule upon her.

Lucy’s “misfortune rule” required her to be engaged in her mission. Even if the mission was completed, she had to remain at Deton Manor to investigate according to the mission’s content. Currently, that seemed to be the only rule Lucy knew.

As for Ciel’s rules, one was likely “cannot contact transcendents,” and another might be not being allowed to leave Berren City beyond a certain distance.

Perhaps coming to Creek Hill already counted as violating the rules.

Misfortune didn’t strike immediately. If she was still bound by the rules, the next misfortune might be more severe than she imagined... Ciel had to be fully prepared.

There was still plenty of time left in the simulation; she didn’t want to die prematurely before knowing the truth.

Moreover, she had to return to Berren City because Ciel didn’t know if the misfortune would continuously stack if she remained outside Berren City.

Ciel hurried towards Berren City.

...

Berren City, Sir’s Bridge District No. 15, Avena’s residence.

In Avena’s room on the third floor, Avena was currently tossing and turning in bed, unable to sleep.

It was already approaching one in the morning. Normally, Avena would have fallen asleep around ten or eleven, but today something seemed to be troubling her, making her restless in bed.

Perhaps it was the thought that she would never see Ciel in Berren City again, only able to communicate through letters, that caused Avena’s distress.

But sending Ciel to Ansu was already the last resort.

As for Avena returning to Ansu as well... she wasn’t ready to face her family yet.

Avena’s chest felt heavy all day. This feeling might persist until she received a letter from Ciel confirming her safety.

“Sigh...” Avena sighed, got out of bed, put on soft slippers, and walked towards the desk.

Since she couldn’t sleep anyway, she might as well write some more letters to acquaintances in Ansu, asking them to look after Ciel.

After some thought, several names quickly came to mind. She picked up her pen and began writing on the letter paper.