The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch-Chapter 122 - Old Ansu Script? I Know It Too (2/2)

Translucent, soft scales began to emerge from her skin. These scales swayed slightly, helping Ciel perceive subtle changes in the surrounding environment.

Last time, after Oppold died, she spent a long time completing the stitching and Reconstitution Ritual before the feather sealed artifact descended.

This time, Ciel digested ahead of schedule. Unsure if the feather sealed artifact would descend early.

Ciel rubbed the stopwatch in the palm of her left hand, carefully sensing all changes around her.

The feather sealed artifact appeared and drilled into the top of her head in just an instant, too fast to react.

This made it impossible for Ciel to accurately grasp the timing to press the stopwatch.

Ciel opened her eyes, looking out the window.

It was already evening. Outside the window was pitch black. Without being polluted by the Other Side beforehand, Ciel, like that night, couldn’t observe the raven shadow in advance.

All Ciel could do now was wait.

She didn’t leave the house. The blood array was arranged in the living room. If arranged in a large open space, the feather sealed artifact might see it and not come.

Although the room obstructed her vision, it also obstructed the feather sealed artifact’s detection.

Ciel was very patient, like an assassin lurking in the dark, waiting for prey to walk into the trap.

Suddenly!

Crash—!

Buzz—!

Following the sound of shattering glass, Ciel’s mind exploded with the same spiritual alarm as the last simulation.

Crack—

Ciel almost instantly bit down on the poison and awakening potion. Her finger, always pressed on the stopwatch, also pressed down simultaneously—

But her left hand could no longer move.

She looked down. The black feather was already embedded in the thumb pressing the stopwatch, directly piercing through the thumb, knocking the stopwatch out of Ciel’s hand.

The moment the stopwatch left her hand, the feather followed Ciel’s finger, directly drilling into her body, breaking through skin and muscle, heading straight for Ciel’s spine and brain.

Instantly, Ciel lost all ability to resist, her body going limp.

Same as last time, a large amount of incomprehensible knowledge flooded Ciel’s mind. This time, Ciel clearly discerned that this knowledge wasn’t any language she knew, nor was it Old Ansu script.

These rune-like characters, just gazing at them made consciousness unable to focus. Shifting gaze away, the runes’ appearance blurred in the mind.

Ciel’s originally crimson long hair was dyed black from the roots. By the ends, it transitioned into the same azure blue as the quill pen itself.

“(Old Ansu) So you were just part of me... No wonder you could sense my arrival in advance.” The “Ciel” slumped on the sofa slowly sat up and said:

“(Old Ansu) I will become more complete... Hmm?”

Suddenly, the expression on “Ciel’s” face changed abruptly. Having just sat up straight, her body slumped down again. This time, not just her muscles, but even her consciousness rapidly dissipated.

What happened? What’s wrong with this body?

How did she just die?!!!

The black and blue in Ciel’s hair gradually faded. At this moment, the feather sealed artifact’s consciousness was preparing to leave Ciel’s body.

Just then, the sealed artifact, gradually relinquishing control of the body, suddenly sensed something amiss.

The young woman lying on the sofa, pale-faced like a dead person, directly raised her right hand and slammed it against her chest.

The “Substitute Death Relic,” always worn in front, its outer metal birdcage with barbs directly pierced the skin on the young woman’s chest in this blow. Blood stained the entire birdcage, touching the relic inside.

Simultaneously, the young woman opened her mouth, uttering a few sentences in a language seemingly not belonging anywhere in this world. The dried blood on the ground instantly turned into threads, rushing straight towards the blood-soaked cloth bag filled with fingers on the ground.

Before the feather sealed artifact could think further, a powerful pulling force began frantically tugging at its conscious spiritual body.

What is this?!

Only after the feather sealed artifact’s consciousness recovered did it observe the outside world.

Its surroundings were golden metal stripes, as if trapped in some cage. No matter how it charged around inside, it couldn’t break through this prison.

Soon, its world spun around. It felt itself slowly rising, liberated from a dark space, seeing everything around.

This was the room from before.

Its perspective slowly rotated. It saw a pale face extremely close.

“(Old Ansu) Hello.” That face smiled brightly, opening with a greeting in fluent Old Ansu script.

“(Old Ansu) How is this possible... How is this possible... Who exactly are you?!” The burning raven phantom inside the cage trembled all over, completely unable to comprehend the current situation.

But soon, it calmed down.

“(Old Ansu) This seal is only temporary... I still remain within your body. You cannot take it out without destroying your own body...”

“(Old Ansu) I can wait...”

The

red-haired young woman nodded slightly with some confusion and said:

“(Old Ansu) Don’t quite understand.”

“(Old Ansu) Wait a moment...”

The pale-faced red-haired young woman slowly rotated the birdcage in her hand. The raven phantom inside the cage looked towards the blood-red vortex before it.

“(Old Ansu) This is... the Spirit World?!”

Amidst the raven phantom’s gradually shocked gaze, a hand covered in cracked eyes on its back, with over a dozen finger joints, as large as a human face, emerged from the “Spirit World.”

“Little Left, help me get my watch, wait for me a moment...” The pale-faced Ciel looked at the spirit world creature before her and said.

That hand obediently picked up the fallen watch from the ground and handed it to Ciel. Then Ciel slowly closed her eyes, temporarily cutting off “Death Reversal,” entering a state of feigned death.

A few dozen seconds later, the young woman’s originally stopped heart seemed injected with a potent stimulant, beginning to beat violently again. Blood began circulating throughout her body again.

Ciel slowly sat up, holding the stopwatch, looking at Little Left before her. freewebnσvel.cѳm

“Little Left... do me a favor...”

Under her command, Little Left directly climbed onto her left hand, constantly twisting its body, adjusting its posture, like a large glove, fitting over Ciel’s hand back.

“(Old Ansu) Now, I’ll, let you out...”

Click—

Ciel pressed the stopwatch, then her left hand violently swung towards her own head.

Splat—

Head shattered, flesh and brain matter splattered.

And the left hand controlled by the spirit creature had already firmly grasped the blood-stained sealed feather.