The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch-Chapter 200 - Society of Merriment: "Huh? I did that?" (3/4)

“Ciel...”

At this moment, Amy’s voice came from beside her. freewebnσvel.cѳm

Ciel looked up and saw Amy reaching out, pointing to a corner of the collection room.

“Is there something there?”

Ciel closed Windsor’s Spiritual Notes and looked in the direction Amy was pointing.

That area was completely covered by thorny roots. The bricks were also pushed out, looking somewhat loose.

“No, not there,”

Amy quickly walked to the doorway and stood in the hallway, looking at the wall not far away. “On the other side of the wall...”

Ciel followed Amy and looked towards the end of the hallway.

At this moment, the wall was covered with emerald vines. One of the bricks was pushed in, revealing the space behind it. There was space on the other side of the wall.

The secret door was definitely not here. The vines had accidentally grown through here.

“Try destroying this wall.”

Ciel said to Amy.

“Okay...”

Amy reached out and touched the vine beside her. As if a large amount of blood was being injected into a blood vessel, the vine she touched bulged up.

This bulge continuously spread forward. The original vines also grew thicker. When the bulge reached the vines on the wall at the end of the passage, the expanding and growing vines pushed aside most of the bricks in that wall, destroying the original structure and creating a large hole.

Inside, a gas lamp was lit, illuminating a table inside and a staircase. She didn’t know where it led on the first floor.

Ciel sent a phantom inside. After confirming that there were no traps, she walked in directly.

She looked around and saw the strange structure on the right side of this dark room.

It was a colored glass. Opposite the glass was Windsor’s collection room. Through this piece of glass, one could see everything inside the collection room perfectly.

“My plant just felt something was wrong here...”

Amy saw the glass and explained.

“Okay, thank you for your hard work.”

Ciel walked to the table and picked up the old, thick notebook.

This is... Forte’s Spiritual Notes.

“Uris, see if you can unlock it?”

Ciel handed the notebook to Uris, but Uris, upon taking the notebook, was slightly stunned.

“There is no spiritual imprint on it, Miss Ciel.”

Uris handed the notebook back to Ciel and said.

None?

Ciel opened the notebook and frowned slightly.

In the middle of the notebook... a square hole had been hollowed out.

It looked as if something had been embedded there originally, but at this moment, that item was no longer there. The middle was hollowed out, causing some of the text to also be missing.

Ciel quickly flipped through the pages. After only a few pages, Ciel understood what the confused spelling mentioned in Windsor’s notes was.

It wasn’t random spelling. Some words were in Old Ansu language and Pharos language. Windsor, who was uneducated, probably didn’t recognize these words much.

Ciel continuously flipped through the pages. She needed almost less than a second to read a page. In many cases, even the missing words in the middle, Ciel automatically inferred from the context.

But what was recorded on it surprised Ciel.

This was not a Spiritual Notes.

This was something like a chronicle, mainly recording major events that had happened in the past few hundred years.

Ciel was also very familiar with history. After comparing it with her memory for a while, she found a problem.

Most of the historical records here were about wars, and the vast majority did not match real history.

These were incorrect information written after being influenced... It was likely something Forte had interfered with.

But...

Ciel picked up a pen beside her and began to quickly write on the wooden table.

Earlier, when she was looking at the notebook, there were many special symbols that Ciel had temporarily put aside—they were very simple special symbols, usually marked beside certain words.

When Ciel listed all those words and symbols based on memory, the words and symbols almost filled half of the wooden table.

This is... special symbols corresponding to words, scattered throughout this thick notebook.

This is not Forte’s Spiritual Notes.

This is Forte’s “codebook.”

If she wanted to read this thick book through and list these symbols, it might take at least a week to record and verify.

But for Ciel, this was not a difficult task. She only needed to read through it quickly, and she could directly list all the marked items.

This was the notebook Forte used to hide things in, and it was also his “codebook.”

Ciel scanned the hint words on it. Confusion appeared in her mind.

Why, such an important item, instead of keeping it by his side, did he put it with Windsor?

But soon, Ciel thought of a ridiculous, but also highly possible fact.

In the simulation, she also wouldn’t destroy the notes left by her simulated self.

Because she knew that even if someone saw these things, they wouldn’t have any impact on her in reality.

Forte probably thought the same way.

Rather than calling it confidence, it was more like “inertia” brought about by multiple simulations.

At least before encountering the “Uniqueness” held by Forte, Ciel had never considered the possibility that her notes might be seen. In the beginning, she had destroyed her notes a few times out of caution, but the more she progressed, the less importance Ciel placed on her notes.

Ciel was now faced with a new problem.

How should she use the codebook in her hand to mislead Forte, making him acquire incorrect information?

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