The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch-Chapter 86 - Dismembered "Radiance Bishop" (4/4)

Ciel glanced at the wings behind the spiritual being and saw only one pair remained. Time was running out.

“Braque,” Ciel looked at Braque with a smile and asked, “I heard that the ‘Sadhana Mark’ doesn’t prevent cultists from attacking each other, but there’s an emblem that grants immunity, only possessed by Bishops and above, correct?”

This was intelligence Ciel had gathered earlier. The “Sadhana Mark” didn’t magically make cultists friendly towards each other; recruitment relied more on the “Missionary’s” brainwashing.

Loyalty to the Church was one aspect, but the true purpose of the “Sadhana Mark” was to prevent lower-ranking cultists from resisting Bishops and higher-ranking members holding the special emblem.

It was a control mechanism.

Ciel’s goal now was to obtain this emblem.

“Yes, Your Highness the Saintess.” Braque extended a trembling hand and painstakingly removed the gold watch from his left wrist.

With slight force, he crushed the watch casing and extracted a coin-sized emblem bearing the nested semicircle and circle church logo.

“Simply holding this prevents attacks from other transcendents and ordinary people bearing the ‘Sadhana Mark’ who are third-tier or below, Your Highness the Saintess.” Braque raised both hands, presenting the emblem to Ciel.

Ciel took the emblem, examined it closely, then pocketed it—if redeemed in reality and kept in storage, she wouldn’t have to worry about being randomly attacked by Divine Advent Church members bearing the mark.

Intelligence gathered, emblem obtained. Now, she just had to wait for the spiritual being’s time to expire and check Braque’s status.

If he remained under her control, then there was no problem.

If not, then before he lost control, she would shoot him dead.

Voom—

Suddenly, a familiar buzzing sounded in Ciel’s mind. She frowned, watching her right hand flicker.

Temporal Disorder? At this time?

I’m not done playing yet!

Using the “Echo of the Silver-White Timebinder” during the sacrifice earlier had rewound Ciel’s personal time, granting her the one-hour “Temporal Disorder” negative status.

She could only watch her form flicker continuously, frowning, praying she would switch to the desired save file.

If she turned into the gambler, by the time she woke up, she might have already followed Braque to the Divine Advent Church’s Holy See as the Saintess—the “Gambler” still had the unremoved “Sadhana Mark.”

“Tsk...” Seeing her right hand flicker and reveal the still-unhealed burn marks, “Instigator” Ciel clicked her tongue in disappointment.

Soon, a flash of silver-white light passed. Red curly hair, hands wrapped in bandages—”Avenger” Ciel replaced “Instigator” Ciel where she stood.

Ciel stood still for a moment. After a long pause, she slowly shifted her gaze to Braque before her.

The burn on her arm stimulated her nerves. Flames of anger burned in Ciel’s chest.

“Why does it have to be me... encountering this kind of thing...” Ciel muttered to herself, resentment over her disrupted peaceful life festering within.

Her eyes slowly shifted left, seeing only one wing remaining on the spiritual being’s back.

Time was almost up.

A black shadow emerged from behind Ciel and began searching through the pile of corpses.

Soon, a dagger and a hand axe were presented to Ciel by the black shadow.

She glanced at them, ignored the dagger, and picked up the hand axe.

Ciel looked down calmly at Braque kneeling before her and spoke slowly:

“Lie down, Braque.”

Braque obediently lay down before Ciel.

“Spread your legs, spread your arms.”

Braque assumed a spread-eagle position without any resistance.

“Instigator” Ciel was too frivolous, always thinking in strange directions, prone to causing disaster.

Fortunately, the side effect of temporal disorder brought the steady “Avenger” Ciel to the forefront.

And “Avenger” Ciel was very good at neutralizing all dangers.

Like the potential attack from Braque, who might suddenly regain his senses after the spiritual being disappeared.

Ciel slowly raised her right hand and swung down violently.

Schlick—!

Braque’s left arm was instantly severed, connected only by some shattered bone fragments and muscle.

Schlick—!

Blood spurted. Braque’s left arm was completely detached!

Ciel kicked his left arm aside and circled around the tormented, despairing Braque to his right side.

Chop—

Chop—

Chop—

Sounds like a butcher chopping bones echoed throughout the silent sanctuary.

Soon, Ciel, her face splattered with blood, stood beside the now limbless, barely breathing Braque. She slowly raised her hand, pointing the blood-dripping hand axe at the spiritual being.

“Before he dies... get lost.” Ciel spoke.

The terrifying half-human, half-insect creature looked at Ciel and nodded repeatedly. Soon, countless starlight dust motes departed from its body and dissipated directly. Kitty’s corpse, restored to its original state, collapsed onto the ground.

Ciel lowered her gaze to the “Radiance Bishop” Braque lying on the floor and asked slowly:

“Who... am I?”

Braque, his face covered in tears and snot from the intense pain, spat out a mouthful of blood. His breath was weak, yet he spoke with fervent fanaticism, “Saintess... Your Highness...”

“Very good.”

Crack—

Ciel bent down and brought the axe down onto his forehead. Blood and brain matter splattered—Braque, a third-tier “Radiance Bishop,” died completely within the underground sanctuary of Deton Manor in Berren City.

Clack, clack—

Ciel shook the axe, freeing it from where it was lodged in Braque’s skull. She looked at her flickering arm, indicating that “Temporal Disorder” was about to randomly select another save file.

“Your plan... is no longer needed either.”

Ciel raised the hand axe flat to her right side and swung it violently towards her own temple. Simultaneously, under her control, the black shadow behind her plunged a dagger directly into her own heart.

Almost instantly, Ciel succumbed to death. Her vision filled with nothing but vast whiteness...