The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch-Chapter 110 - Catastrophe Cage (1/2)

Outside Berren City, under the torrential rain, Lucy wore a straw hat, braving the downpour, walking towards Berren City.

Beside her, two figures completely shrouded in black robes followed her, one on the left, one on the right.

A gust of wind blew past, sweeping the straw hat off Lucy’s head. She instinctively raised her hand to press the brim, but grasped only empty air.

The flying straw hat seemed like the last straw that broke Lucy. She stopped, looked up at the swirling clouds in the sky.

She looked up, large raindrops hitting her face, sliding down her cheeks. It was already impossible to tell if it was rain or tears.

“Let’s go, almost there.” Sensing Lucy stop, Tara spoke before Ciel, walking up to Lucy.

“Told you to bring an umbrella, you didn’t believe me.”

Lucy turned her head stiffly, looking at Tara, whose clothes were already tattered and torn in several places. After a moment of silence, she said, “If I had held an umbrella, that lightning bolt just now would have struck me, right?”

“This isn’t ordinary lightning,” Tara’s expression turned serious. She looked towards Ciel and piously said, “This is... a test from the Goddess for me.”

Lucy: “Then when the lightning strikes me later, can you help me accept the test?”

Tara: “No.”

Lucy sighed and continued walking forward.

Her current state was terrible; she couldn’t resist these two Judicator’s Court members at all.

Let alone her, even if all the investigators from various factions currently at Deton Manor banded together, they might not be able to defeat these two plague gods.

After all, most were first-tier or ordinary personnel.

Actually, if she really wanted to resist, even in this severely injured state, two second-tier transcendents couldn’t hold her back.

Mainly because before coming out, Lucy had performed a divination using Tarot cards.

Although she only used the simplest single-card spread, the card she drew prompted her to follow the two.

Wheel of Fortune.

This card indicated that although the situation seemed dire, the wheel of fate was turning, and things had a chance to improve.

The problem Lucy currently faced was also interpreted by this card.

—Not desperate and helpless, a turn of luck might bring new hope and fortune.

Lucy’s pace gradually slowed. Following behind the Judicator named “Tara,” she kept some distance from the red-haired girl. She lowered her head and began thinking.

What exactly could cause her luck to change?

The “Strong Luck Coin” was useless now.

She had already used both tossing chances for today. There was still some time before the refresh, so her luck change definitely wasn’t due to the “Strong Luck Coin.”

Three transcendents shrouded by misfortune rules, breaking the rules to gather together...

Would her turning point be here?

Regardless, she still had to observe carefully...

At this moment, Tara, walking ahead of Lucy, gradually moved closer to Ciel’s side.

Due to the heavy rain, raindrops hitting the hood made pattering sounds. Coupled with the thunder, speaking too far apart made it basically impossible to hear clearly.

Yes, this was just to allow Lady Mother Goddess to hear my words more clearly.

Speaking to a deity cannot be mumbled.

She tiptoed, leaned close to Ciel’s cheek, and said, “M... May I call you Lady Ciel directly?”

“Mm.” Ciel nodded.

The night rain was cold, making Tara’s exhaled breath seem exceptionally warm. Unsure if it was Ciel’s illusion, she felt Tara’s breathing begin to grow heavy.

Just as Ciel felt somewhat uncomfortable and wanted to push Tara away, Tara’s next words made Ciel’s raised hand stop.

“Lady Ciel... Regarding the misfortune rule Lucy mentioned, after my investigation and confirmation, I do have a slight impression... It seems to have been mentioned in a few lines in some ancient text or scripture, but due to the long time passed, I don’t remember it clearly...”

Speaking here, Tara showed apology on her face and said, “I am truly sorry, Lady Ciel, I probably cannot give you an answer before 12 o’clock... Please forgive my shallow knowledge...”

“To make up for my mistake, I am willing to offer everything, including every inch of flesh and bone, wishing only that my soul may go to Your divine kingdom...” Tara’s voice was filled with self-reproach, seemingly hating herself for not remembering the contents of the book at the time, and readily planning to sacrifice herself to Ciel at the drop of a hat.

At this moment, Ciel was also slightly surprised after hearing Tara’s words.

The matter of the misfortune rule was actually recorded in books?

Originally, Ciel just intended to let Tara try her luck. Unexpectedly, the knowledgeable Tara actually had some findings...

Unfortunately, Tara herself didn’t remember the specific content. To really know, she would have to return to the secret monastery of the Divine Advent Church. freēnovelkiss.com

“Let’s talk later.” Ciel replied calmly.

“Yes, Lady Ciel.” Tara retracted her gaze somewhat dejectedly, lowering her tiptoes.

Truly worthy of being the Mother Goddess’s human vessel. Besides the warm aura emanating from her, even her scent was so pleasant.

Lucy, following not far behind, watched the two whispering, really wanting to quicken her pace to hear what torturous plan they were discussing, but dared not get too close to the red-haired girl.

But soon, Lucy saw a tall, thin figure holding a horse lantern, standing on the road not far ahead.

The figure seemed to have noticed the three heading this way, fixing its gaze upon them.

He wore tattered clothes, standing directly in the heavy rain, his damp pale golden long hair plastered to his face. His desolate appearance bore some resemblance to Lucy’s current state.

Why him?

Isn’t this Oppold? Why is he dressed like a beggar?

Lucy frowned slightly. She really hadn’t seen him in such a miserable state before.

At this moment, Oppold’s eyes swept across the faces of the three, then he clenched his fists and said, “Where is Avena? Where is she? Why is it you?”

Finally, Oppold’s eyes locked onto the face of the girl with dark red pupils. Black armor plates began to spread and cover his hands: “It’s you...”

Clang—

A giant black tower shield, almost the size of a door panel, was grasped by Oppold’s right arm. He placed the tower shield on the ground, emitting a dull thud.

“You better give me an explanation...” Oppold’s heart burned with anger. He glared at the three before him, grinding his teeth as he said, “She said there was a way for me to return to Ansu safely...”

Seeing the miserable prince before her, Lucy roughly understood.

So the other one entangled by the misfortune rule was this prince’s son...

But judging by his current appearance, his temper didn’t seem too pleasant.

Lucy took several steps to the right, distancing herself from the two Judicators, then slightly raised her hands and said:

“Good evening, Count Thaddeus. I was merely forcibly brought here by these two Judicator Excellencies. I am unaware of what happened.” Lucy quickly dissociated herself from the two Judicators to avoid being implicated.

At this moment, the four people stood facing each other from three directions. The atmosphere grew increasingly tense.

Oppold looked towards Ciel and slowly said:

“People from the Church of the Savior Goddess came looking for me to confirm. You are not from the Judicator’s Court at all.”

“What exactly is your purpose?!”

Boom—

A bolt of lightning tore through the night sky, striking the center point between the four, instantly piercing and scorching the barren earth and turf. Almost everyone felt a tingling numbness that made their hair stand on end.

Not from the Judicator’s Court?

Lucy frowned slightly, looked towards the red-haired girl, then slowly shifted her gaze, locking onto the white-haired girl’s face.

Not Judicator’s Court...

Almost instantly, everything that happened earlier connected in Lucy’s mind. She took a deep breath.

She slowly took out a silver shilling from her pocket, tossed it into the air, caught it, then slowly opened her hand.

A queen’s head with a laurel crown faced the ground, while the image of a crown and shield faced the night sky.

Tails.

Almost instantly, she flicked the silver coin directly towards “Gusi,” simultaneously shouting, “Gusi!!!”

The moment the silver coin landed near “Gusi’s” feet.

A white flash struck down directly from high above, hitting the silver coin squarely. A white shadow emerged almost instantly from behind “Gusi,” shielding her.

Boom—

The delayed thunder roared. Lucy’s expression gradually turned cold, her eyes filled with killing intent:

“Damn it! Freaks from the Divine Advent Church!”

They... were from the Divine Advent Church!!!

Simon didn’t betray me at all! He was forcibly brainwashed! That “Gusi”! Is a fucking “Missionary”!!!

Instantly, the scene became extremely volatile. Two third-tiers stared menacingly at the two girls who were only second-tier.