The Speedrun Manual of Miss Witch-Chapter 117 - "Coroner" Ciel (2/2)

Ciel’s hand gently brushed across the wooden table with fine cracks. There were mats underneath the table to prevent blood splashing through the cracks from dirtying boots and dresses.

In this era, there was no profession of “forensic examiner.” Police departments didn’t have truly defined coroners either. This role was usually filled by medical experts, or even non-medical personnel like legal professionals or government officials.

To ordinary people, even general detectives, the act of autopsy was filled with sin and curses. Many nobles and detectives called coroners barbarians.

An ordinary coroner couldn’t possibly have such a complete set of professional and detailed equipment. This was likely developed by the Divine Advent Church itself during human research or sacrifices.

Ciel walked along the edge of the wooden table, her fingertips tracing the rough wood, finally stopping her hand on the potion bottle.

Since enough rules had already been violated, might as well directly break the rule of not touching the transcendent. Let the storm come fiercer.

Ciel reached out and grasped the potion bottle. Her warm palm seemed to activate the black spider floating inside.

The bright yellow translucent transcendent characteristic-refined potion was absorbed by the shriveled spider. Its body and abdomen gradually swelled, and the six scarlet compound eyes on its forehead opened under the potion’s effect.

First step, drink the potion first.

The outcome of the stitching would be directly related to the completion rate of her Reconstitution Ritual. Ciel had to be in her best state, striving to succeed in one go.

She took a deep breath, held the potion bottle before her with her left hand, pinched the wooden stopper with her right hand, and slowly pulled it open.

The spider, filled with potion, quickly crawled out of the bottle, instantly crawling up Ciel’s arm to her back. Just as Ciel felt the coolness on the back of her hand, a sharp pain came from her cervical spine.

Following this sharp pain came an intense pain as if being corroded. Ciel’s fingers trembled slightly.

If she had a mirror before her now, she would see the veins all over her body bulging, fluorescent purple blood spreading upwards along her blood vessels, until her cheeks and entire body were covered in blood vessels.

Like being enveloped in a purple spiderweb.

Ciel felt waves of double vision appear before her eyes. Her steps became unsteady, as if instantly transitioning from sobriety to severe intoxication.

She braced her hands on the table, feeling her heartbeat constantly accelerating. At this moment, she felt as if all the heat in her body couldn’t dissipate. Ciel couldn’t help but reach out her right hand to support her left shoulder, only to feel a tearing pain.

This pain instantly sobered her up considerably. Ciel also noticed that under her clothes, the skin she just touched had torn apart in sheets, sticking to the clothes as it pulled away from the muscle.

Reconstitution Ritual... is starting...

This feeling wasn’t too different from the description in the notes. Ciel already began to feel her eye membranes being covered by a layer of pale purple. Coupled with the previous double vision, it affected her judgment of everything before her.

She tremblingly reached for the dagger and walked towards Oppold’s corpse.

Oppold’s head had already been completely eroded by 【Deadly Blood Roland】. His head and face were riddled with holes, definitely unusable.

But his internal organs were fresh enough. Lucy’s corpse was relatively intact. She needed to transplant a well-preserved part of Oppold’s internal organs into Lucy—especially the core characteristic yet to form within Oppold, the heart.

Ciel plunged the dagger directly into Oppold’s chest, making a Y-shaped incision on his chest. Reaching out with both hands, she directly peeled his skin open along the Y-shaped incision, revealing the ribs inside.

Although Ciel had never dissected a human, she had stabbed many people, and herself quite a few times. She knew where the vital parts were; just avoiding those areas was enough.

Sweat continuously seeped from Ciel’s body, making her hands somewhat unable to grip the tools. freewёbnoνel.com

She quickly picked up the saw and started sawing at Oppold’s ribs.

Damn “Crown Guard”... Why are the bones still like iron after death...

A drop of sweat, seemingly hearing Ciel’s thoughts, dripped down from her palm.

Sizzle...

The sweat slowly corroded the scarlet ribs connected by blood and bone, creating a hole.

A smell of roasted meat wafted out.

Ciel directly threw away the handsaw and used both hands to pull at Oppold’s ribs.

Sizzle sizzle—

The hard ribs and flesh turned from scarlet to dark red, yellowish, until completely charred black, easily pulled apart by Ciel.

A heart that had stopped beating appeared before Ciel’s eyes.

The heart’s surface was black, smooth like black steel. Touching it revealed a distinct hardness.

She severed the connections between the heart and the body, directly pulling the heart out. Ciel’s gaze continued searching within Oppold’s organs for parts where the potion was still slowly forming.

Piece by piece, skin fragments, muscle tissue, and internal organs were dug out by Ciel’s bare hands.

And Tara, in the distance, watched Ciel under the light, her hands clasped before her, the excited smile on her face never fading for a moment.

The originally complete third-tier corpse was dismembered into pieces by Lady Ciel. Lady Ciel’s hand movements began to slow, but Tara could feel Lady Ciel had fully entered the state.

Seeing Lady Ciel place the completely disfigured corpse onto the bloody wooden table, Tara couldn’t help but take a few steps forward, wanting to carefully observe Lady Ciel’s movements.

Simultaneously, she also heard Lady Ciel’s weak, low mumble.

“No eyes on the back, very dangerous... Hair covers a bit, counts as a normal person, right...”

“So troublesome...”

“Two hearts... If no need to eat, remove useless organs...”

Translucent mucus secreted from Lady Ciel’s hands, sticking those muscles inside the corpse. Under the wriggling of those seemingly alive mucus, those muscles with transcendent characteristics were gathered inside the corpse.

Already capable of using most abilities?

Tara watched the bloody, terrifying scene before her, only feeling waves of nausea.

Although she herself usually was somewhat extreme, she now felt Lady Ciel seemed even more extreme.

After an unknown amount of time, Lucy’s pale corpse twitched slightly. Seeing this, Tara’s eyes lit up.

Almost successful!