The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch-Chapter 115 - Holy War, Holy Maiden, and Holy Grail (1/2)

“I see... Is it Lucy Silva and Oppold Thaddeus?” Tara lowered her head in thought, then looked up at Ciel and asked, “Lady Ciel, is there anything you need me to do?”

Looking at Tara before her, Ciel decided to proceed according to the previous plan.

“Go retrieve Lucy’s body.” Ciel said.

“Understood.” Tara seemed to feel no difficulty at all, agreeing immediately. “Both sealed artifacts are currently on Oppold... Does Servant need to bring them all back for you?”

Bring them all back?

Oppold was third-tier.

Last simulation, a single lightning pillar blasted Tara into debris, while Oppold could withstand several consecutively... How could Tara have the confidence to say this?

“Can you do it?” Ciel asked calmly, not showing too much emotion.

“Mission guaranteed, Lady Ciel.” Tara bowed her head deeply and said, “It is my honor.”

“Fine, act within your capabilities.” Ciel nodded.

“If you obtain the sealed artifacts, hide them first. Do not bring them directly before me.” If Tara could really resolve everything, it would indeed save Ciel a lot of time, but she had to prepare in advance.

What if putting the three sealed artifacts together triggered the same calamity as last time... Ciel didn’t want to experience being killed by a meteorite again.

“Yes.” Tara stood up, her figure beginning to flicker and dissipate. But at the last moment, Tara’s figure solidified, and she asked in a low voice, “Lady Ciel, Servant cannot fathom your supreme holy will. Could you please guide your foolish servant through the confusion...”

“May I ask if you require the corpse for the ‘Coroner’ Reconstitution Ritual?” Tara didn’t look up at Ciel, just kept her head bowed humbly and respectfully, making it impossible for Ciel to see her expression clearly.

The reason Tara guessed this was because Ciel had previously asked her for a high-success-rate Reconstitution Ritual for “Coroner,” plus Ciel needed a corpse this time.

This forced Tara to connect these two matters.

Tara’s question made Ciel immediately pull up the system panel.

She thought Tara had finally figured something out, like knowing Ciel was just an imposter.

Moreover, as a “Missionary,” Tara possessed an unavoidable lie-detection ability. Under such direct questioning, it would be difficult for Ciel to fool her.

If Tara truly sensed something, she wouldn’t hesitate to strike first, blasting her with 【Deadly Blood Roland】.

“Yes.” Ciel replied calmly, but her right hand had already assumed a gun-holding posture.

“Servant understands...” Tara’s figure gradually distorted and disappeared, replaced by a pure white shadow. After a few seconds, that white shadow also dissipated.

Just left like that?

Ciel paused in place for half a minute. Only after confirming Tara had truly left did Ciel shake her head.

She thought contacting Tara would trigger misfortune... Looks like misfortune didn’t arrive immediately, still waiting for her at some future point.

Unsure if contacting Oppold earlier counted as contacting a transcendent... If so, another major misfortune of contacting a third-tier was stacked upon her.

What slightly puzzled Ciel was, didn’t Tara consider her the Mother Goddess of the Divine Advent Church?

Why did Tara show no reaction when she wanted to digest potions from other paths?

Forget it. Compared to worrying about Tara, it’s better to think about how to survive the possible misfortune later.

Just as Ciel planned to leave Clock Tower Alley to avoid being suddenly killed by some factory explosion, knocking sounded from downstairs.

Knock knock knock—

Who?

Ciel looked towards the door, frowning slightly.

She remembered the last time she consecutively contacted third-tier and other transcendents, the descending misfortune was...

...

Light rain drizzled onto the gravel ground of Clock Tower Alley.

A petite figure ran across the muddy, foul-smelling black gravel ground, completely ignoring the splashing mud staining her white socks wet.

Soon, she ran out of Clock Tower Alley and arrived at the gem processing factory in the adjacent Gem District.

Here, her steps gradually slowed. Soon, she turned sharply and entered a dark alleyway.

She moved quickly through the alleyway until passing one of the wooden doors, where her figure gradually turned illusory and disappeared, leaving behind a white shadow.

Inside the house, Tara’s figure gradually solidified. Beside her, over a dozen people dressed in various clothes knelt with bowed heads.

From merchants to nobles, their attire indicated these men and women were not of simple status.

“Archbishop.”

“Archbishop.”

“Your Excellency Archbishop.” They spoke almost simultaneously, bowing their heads towards Tara, expressing their respect.

“There’s work to be done.” Tara’s face was indifferent. She merely glanced down at the others before speaking, “I hope you won’t disappoint me...”

Returning to the monastery this time, Tara not only brought back the copied ancient text but also all her trusted subordinates.

These were bishops and high priests scattered across different regions. Under Tara’s single letter, they all rushed to Clock Tower Alley at the fastest speed.

This force was even sufficient to level all transcendent forces in Berren City. This was almost all the power Tara could mobilize.

This was also the source of her confidence in daring to propose completing more tasks for the Mother Goddess’s human vessel.

“Your Excellency Archbishop... May I ask what exactly happened?” Some had waited here for a day, some had just arrived less than two hours ago. They were all bewildered until a woman dressed in noble attire spoke up.

“Heh...” Tara smirked.

Lady Mother Goddess was concealing herself, hiding in plain sight. She wouldn’t reveal any information, not even to her own confidants.

The Saintess was protected by the Divine Servant, and she, naturally, had to become the Mother Goddess’s strongest shield and sword, clearing all obstacles wherever the blade pointed.

From the reply Lady Mother Goddess gave just now, Tara understood everything.

As the first awakened deity, descending into the world in mortal form, Lady Mother Goddess didn’t let that human vessel follow her own path, but took another...

This was stealing the authority of other deities... No, not stealing.

Taking back!

All power rightfully belonged to the supreme Mother Goddess.

This was the new Holy War.

Following the Ancient Era, another new Holy War, and this time, the Divine Advent Church, whose Goddess was awakened first, held an absolute advantage.

Previously, when studying Ancient Era literature, seeing the church collapse during the Holy War under the leadership of the weak Savior Church, Tara would never forget that feeling of resentment towards their incompetence.

Now, with the new Holy War about to begin, she had to consider if this was the only chance in her life.

Rebuilding the Mother Goddess’s glory, Tara was duty-bound.

“The new Holy War is coming,” Tara swept her gaze across the kneeling bishops and high priests, slowly spreading her arms. “Prepare to sacrifice yourselves for the Mother Goddess, everyone.”

Just a simple sentence, yet it felt like a bomb detonated in everyone’s mind. Many, after the initial shock, showed ecstatic expressions.

The high priests might not clearly understand what happened, but many well-informed bishops already knew what occurred in Berren City.

The great sacrificial event of the Divine Advent Church.

Could it be Lady Tara orchestrated this?

The sacrifice... succeeded?

What was summoned?

Saint? Divine Servant? Offspring? Or... Angel?

Unbeknownst to Ciel, a fervent religious holy war, sparked by her, began to brew.