The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch-Chapter 124 - Shadow of Past Days (1/3)

Ciel walked along the endless stretch of light spheres, carefully discerning the color changes within them.

Currently, she had only entered two light spheres with a larger proportion of white light. The sample size was insufficient, and she couldn’t yet distinguish what each light represented.

After Ciel passed nearly two hundred light spheres, a light sphere with a blue light proportion close to 70% appeared before her.

But Ciel didn’t choose to enter directly.

The total number of light spheres was limited, and entering one caused others to disappear.

Having walked for about five minutes now, Ciel hadn’t seen any light spheres disappear. Under these circumstances, roughly recording the positions, filtering out all the light spheres, and then selectively entering was the best choice.

Along the path of light spheres, Ciel started with a small jog, then transitioned into a fast run.

Most of the spheres with a large proportion of a single color now had coordinates recorded in Ciel’s mind.

The eidetic memory ability brought by 【Linguistics】 seemed applicable only to language itself.

However, it wasn’t useless in other aspects. At least Ciel’s memory had substantially improved. Previously, she couldn’t possibly record the coordinates of specific light spheres in her mind while running quickly.

It took nearly thirty minutes for Ciel to reach the end of the light path, seeing an almost monochromatic light sphere.

This was a light sphere with a blue proportion close to 80%. The other two colors, like planetary rings, revolved around the central blue.

This was the second nearly monochromatic light sphere Ciel had seen. The first was around the middle, where she saw a sphere with nearly 90% orange light.

Let’s start from here...

At the end of the light path, Ciel extended her right hand, reaching towards the azure light sphere.

A blue light completely enveloped Ciel, and the surrounding purple mist also vanished.

After a short while, Ciel gradually regained her senses. The blue light before her eyes faded, and a warm yellow light enveloped her.

This place is... ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

In Ciel’s vision, rows upon rows of bookshelves appeared. At this moment, she was facing the ceiling, as if lying there.

Directly above her head was a crystal lamp cluster composed of multiple floating crystal prisms, emitting a faint yellow light.

The central round crystal radiated warm light, while the surrounding prismatic crystals rotated uniformly around the central round crystal, somewhat like...

A sealed artifact version of a shadowless lamp?

This feeling of blending magic and technology surprised Ciel somewhat. This was the first time she had seen such a scene.

She was very sure Avena had definitely never seen such a beautiful crystal lamp—if she had seen it, she probably would have bought it already.

Using a sealed artifact to make a lamp... What kind of family is this extravagant?

“****?” A young female voice sounded by Ciel’s ear.

Ciel could sense the surprise in her tone, but the words the woman spoke were not any language Ciel had ever heard.

Ciel wanted to look towards the direction the sound came from, but she couldn’t control her body, only passively receiving the information before her.

Soon, Ciel felt a warm palm grasp her entire body, and her vision spun around.

She was picked up by someone.

By the time Ciel’s body finally stabilized, she saw a woman with long golden hair, holding Ciel up with both hands.

The woman’s eyes were full of excitement. After holding Ciel and spinning several times, she hugged Ciel tightly and started running.

Slower... slower...

This extremely realistic feeling of being shaken up and down made Ciel slightly dizzy. Ciel’s mental state was already somewhat weak due to using “Death Reversal.” Being shaken like this a few times, a feeling of nausea wanting to vomit surfaced in her heart.

Ciel endured this shaking feeling, quickly observing her surroundings, not wanting to miss any information.

She saw the place where she was lying just now—it was a silver platform with many tools Ciel had never seen before placed on it, looking like both a workbench and an operating table.

And the place filled with bookshelves and books just now resembled a room, because Ciel saw a wooden bed.

As the woman ran, Ciel saw a corridor covered with deep red carpet. The decorations here made Ciel slightly puzzled.

Golden lines, white walls, red gemstone inlays... The lavish decorations made Ciel slightly astonished.

Even Avena’s home didn’t have such an exaggerated corridor.

But these decorative patterns and lines... indeed didn’t correspond to any style Ciel recognized.

Is this... the Ancient Era?

While Ciel was still memorizing these lines, she saw a mirror.

In the mirror, she was a black raven, the black roots gradually transitioning to azure blue tail feathers. The feathers were glossy and smooth. And around her neck, she wore a golden ornament, with a ruby embedded in the center.

Thump—

The woman directly pushed open a door and ran in, placing the raven on the table. Ciel’s perspective was then turned, looking towards the kind-faced old man sitting behind the table.

“*****.” The old man, wearing deep purple luxurious robes, smiled, clapped his hands, said something, then reached out and stroked the raven’s head.

The raven seemed to react only then, controlling its body to spread its wings, flapping them, wanting to fly away, but was quickly pressed down by the old man’s hand holding its wings.

The raven shed a feather while flapping its wings just now. The old man reached out, and the fluttering feather landed directly in his hand.

A bright, dark purple light erupted from his hand. By the time Ciel’s vision recovered, a small prismatic crystal had appeared in the old man’s hand.

The old man smilingly handed the feather and crystal to the young woman. The young woman also took the crystal and feather with pleasant surprise, bowing repeatedly towards the old man.

In Ciel’s vision, the woman inserted the crystal into the base of the feather, muttering something.

Then, a familiar scene unfolded before Ciel.

Blood threads emerged from the black quill base, wrapping around the crystal. A long, extremely thin crystal hollow tube was also embedded into the quill base slightly above the prismatic crystal.

Then the woman held the newly crafted quill pen and walked towards Ciel.

The woman muttered ancient words. Ciel’s body began to disintegrate and split. The quill pen, like a vortex, sucked Ciel directly into it.

Buzz—