The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch

The affected Ciel would still be in reality, still be able to summon the system, and even use various system abilities, but she wouldn’t be able to tell if she had fallen into a trap woven by a “Subverter.”

Even if some constructs really appeared around her, Ciel would have no way of knowing their authenticity.

For example, now, she wouldn’t suspect whether a certain maid, or a plain-looking passerby on the street, might be a dream construct.

Fortunately, the Keyman was just a half-baked individual who couldn’t fully digest their potion. Otherwise, the result of Ciel’s last simulation would be hard to say.

Perhaps after painstakingly drinking two bottles of potion, doing everything, and thinking she had perfectly passed the 24 hours, the system would settle, and she would still be an “Instigator,” receiving 3 Fate Points as a consolation prize—this was not an improbable scenario.

Fortunately, Ciel hid herself deep enough. No one would have imagined that a seemingly ordinary young girl could possess abilities far beyond imagination.

After becoming and understanding the “Subverter’s” abilities, Ciel had regained much of the awe she had lost towards Tier 3 transcendents, further strengthening her determination not to expose herself to the transcendent world.

Ciel stopped in front of Avena’s desk, took a deep breath, and supported herself on the desk with her left hand, pausing her thoughts slightly.

Before tomorrow, she could try out new ideas in the next simulation. But before that, she had to get enough rest to prevent her mental state from deteriorating further.

Perfect timing. She could use the rest time to continue refining her plan and also consider whether to continue advancing a save file or digest a new path’s potion in the next simulation.

A rumbling in her stomach signaled hunger. Ciel changed into new shoes and socks and walked out of Avena’s room.

As soon as she stepped out, Ciel saw the maid who had been waiting at the door. Although Ciel didn’t remember her name, she knew she was one of Avena’s personal maids.

“Where is Avena?” Ciel asked curiously. She only knew Avena went out early in the morning for work, but didn’t know where she went.

“Young Mistress did not go out. She is in the reception room meeting with a few gentlemen and ladies,”

The maid slightly lowered her head, saying respectfully, “Would you like me to prepare breakfast for you?”

“Prepare a little for me.” Ciel thought for a moment and said, “Send it to the study.”

Ciel had no desire to interact with other nobles or wealthy merchants. While still in the constantly ticking-down rest time, she decided to read some books.

It was a good opportunity. With so many Fate Points now, she could consider how to use them to maximize her improvement. Even if she couldn’t improve her immediate combat power, preparing for the future was necessary.

For example, the 【Basic Subjects】 she hadn’t put points into before, like medicine.

[Translator’s Note: I changed Basic Disciplines to Basic Subjects.]

Ciel walked to the study on the second floor, took out a book on medicine, sat on the sofa, and began flipping through it.

She planned to try to understand these medical knowledge herself, and then put points into the basic medical subjects to see how big the difference was.

However, knowledge like this, even with exceptional talent, couldn’t be learned entirely through self-study like linguistics. Practical experience and the guidance of a good teacher were also important.

Since she happened to have free time today, she would study on her own for a while and then go ask Adele for guidance, and also advise Adele not to go to the dangerous North Ansu.

Breakfast was cod with butter and bread, and a cup of strong coffee. The presentation was very thoughtful, only the quantity wasn’t much. Ciel quickly finished breakfast and had the maid take the tray away, leaving only a cup of coffee to drink slowly.

At this moment, the book Ciel held was titled 《Pathology》, considered a relatively basic medical text. As she read at a deliberately slow pace, Ciel felt her spirit slowly stabilize—everything was fine except for many parts she couldn’t understand.

Ciel was naturally aware that much of the medical knowledge in this world was definitely quite superficial and likely had inaccuracies, but she didn’t know what the correct knowledge was, so it had no effect on her.

After reading half of it, Ciel switched to a book she was more interested in, one with quite a few illustrations about human anatomy.

Ciel absorbed the information in this book very quickly. She even learned about some lethal methods she hadn’t known before and picked up many professional terms.

At least now, when she stabbed herself in the future, she would know what that spot was called. After all, she had only practiced it before, not learned the relevant theoretical knowledge.

Just as she felt her eyes getting a bit dry, she raised her hand to rub her eyes, preparing to use Fate Points to learn knowledge. A gentle knock sounded at the door.

Who is it at this time?

“Come in.” Ciel said.

At the same time, under Ciel’s control, the upgraded “Precognitive Sight” activated. In her vision, the illusory wooden door opened, and Avena’s figure stood outside.

“Precognitive Sight” had indeed gained good controllability after upgrading. Ciel was no longer passively predicting every future scene. Her vision was much clearer. This helped her spirit recover.

Unless it was something that would cause danger to herself, this ability would no longer be constantly active, disturbing Ciel’s spirit.