The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch-Chapter 138 - Light Kiss (1/4)

Ciel moved bit by bit to the factory entrance, leaned against the main door, and looked at her right hand under the dim sunlight.

In her somewhat unfocused vision, the skin of her right hand was chapped, and within the cracks, scarlet tentacles were drilling outwards along the wounds, waving beside her hand.

The blood staining her fingers and palm red dripped drop by drop from her fingertips towards the ground.

But when Ciel used her left hand holding a handkerchief to wipe the blood on her right hand, she wiped nothing at all.

In her left hand’s perception, her right hand showed no changes at all; the palm was also dry, without wet blood.

Both sensations were irrational.

She did indeed tear open the raven’s eyeball with her hand in the Other Side; it’s impossible that no blood stuck to her hand. But the blood couldn’t possibly keep flowing like this—after so long, the blood should have dried long ago.

At this moment, Ciel’s mind still seemed to echo with the low roars of those monsters from the Other Side. These sounds echoed in Ciel’s mind like whispers; she was glad she didn’t understand the meaning these sounds represented.

Ciel slowly took out the “Echo of the Silver-White Timebinder” from her pocket.

The stopwatch now lacked its initial simple rusticity, beginning to show exquisite patterns.

Opening the silver cover, the stopwatch no longer felt stuck when opened... as if it had been refurbished all at once.

However, what concerned Ciel the most was the gear at the center of the watch face.

It covered the hour, minute, and second hands, but its rotation frequency was completely inconsistent with these hands.

This gear clearly didn’t participate in the stopwatch’s rotation, rather resembling a decorative component independent of the stopwatch.

Ciel hesitated for a moment, then placed her hand on the gear.

Even if it’s decorative, it’s a decorative item with “Uniqueness.” It should have some special abilities...

The moment Ciel placed her hand on the stopwatch, a familiar system panel popped up before Ciel.

【【Echo of the Silver-White Timebinder (Damaged)】: Exclusive Sealed Artifact, Bound, more abilities can be obtained as the sealed artifact is repaired】

【Current Ability: 【Echo of Time Lv.2】】

【Echo of Time Lv.2: Records the host’s current individual time. After 15 seconds, or when life is threatened, returns the host individual to the recorded time and removes all negative states】

【Side Effect: Within forty-five minutes after use, the host’s individual spacetime will become disordered, the host’s state will jump between different save files】

【【Overlimit Gear Lv.1】】

【Overlimit Overload: Turn the gear, causing a specified skill, item, or sealed artifact owned by the host to enter the 【Overlimit Overload】 state, allowing it to exert power beyond its limits and ignore side effects, lasting 1 minute】

【Side Effect: Skills, items, or sealed artifacts amplified by 【Overlimit Overload】 will enter a 72-hour 【Overload Damage】 state, unable to be repaired】

Overlimit Overload?

Beyond limits?

And it can act on any skill, item, and sealed artifact?

Anything fitting to these three concepts can be overloaded by myself?

Just reading the text description, Ciel realized the power of this gear.

Its strength lies in the concept.

The gear places no restrictions on the things and items that can be overlimited, meaning anything can be overlimited using the gear.

Just don’t know how this “owned” is determined.

If only items redeemed from the system store count as owned, then the items Ciel can use would be greatly limited.

Ignoring item, skill, sealed artifact type, overloading without upper limit... If what she held was already a high-tier item or high-tier sealed artifact, overloading it again would let it break the upper limit.

Most importantly, during that one minute, the side effects of those items, sealed artifacts, and skills are ignored.

If paired with specific powerful sealed artifacts or skills, Ciel essentially possesses 1 minute of unrestrained, frantic attack time.

Considered a powerful hand card... As for other uses, only her future self can slowly develop them.

So that raven relied on this overload to exert power beyond its own strength, summoning meteors...

A throbbing pain in her brain made Ciel temporarily stop reviewing previous events.

Just as Ciel was about to watch the system time count down to calm her spirit, she heard the sound of urgent footsteps.

“Ciel?”

Hearing this familiar voice, Ciel, leaning against the door, relaxed her spirit directly. Just a slight slackening of spirit, and she fainted immediately.

Before falling and losing consciousness, Ciel felt a soft embrace.

...

So hot...

Ciel, unconscious, felt a stuffy, scorching heat all over her body. This feeling made her head increasingly dizzy, the splitting headache making her wish she could just smash her own skull for complete release.

Unsure how long passed, when a cool sensation came from her brain, the agitated emotions in Ciel’s mind gradually disappeared.

This change was also reflected in Ciel’s expression at this moment; her originally tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed.

Avena, kneeling on the ground, had fine beads of sweat on her forehead. Her lips trembled constantly, her face deathly pale, as if frightened by something.

At this moment, Ciel lay before Avena, her head pillowed on Avena’s soft thighs, eyes tightly shut.

After another ten minutes or so, Ciel’s eyelashes trembled slightly. She slowly opened her eyes, seeing Avena currently placing both hands on her forehead, her expression unusual.

Compared to before, the swelling and dizziness in Ciel’s head had subsided considerably. Even the volume of the whispers had noticeably weakened.

Ciel slowly raised her hand, grasped Avena’s slender wrist, and bit by bit moved her hand away from her forehead.

“Psychologist” wasn’t a path suited for combat. Avena’s physical strength couldn’t compare to Ciel’s at all. Although struggling slightly, Avena’s hand was still moved away by Ciel.

The healing was interrupted. Avena abruptly opened her eyes, scanned the surroundings with lingering fear, realized there was no mist or monsters, then took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Avena looked down, her gaze meeting Ciel’s eyes, which carried a hint of weakness.

“Ciel...”

Avena was about to say something, but was interrupted by Ciel.

“It’s alright now...” Ciel managed a smile and said.

“It’s already over.”