Chapter 146: Sleepy Milk Tea

Sleepy Milk Tea

“Tranquilizer dosage suitable for ordinary people without side effects?”

Adele looked at the letter paper before her, blinked, then looked at the coachman standing in front of her.

“The lady in your carriage asked you to give this to me? Red hair?”

“Yes, doctor.”

Before Adele stood a carriage driver. The quiet atmosphere of the clinic and the beautiful doctor lady before him made him feel somewhat ill at ease.

“Wait a moment.”

Adele found a pen and a piece of paper, quickly wrote a sentence on it, then handed the paper and a 2-pence coin to the coachman before her, saying, “Give this to her, this is your tip.”

“Thank you, thank you.”

The coachman took the letter paper and coin with both hands, then hurriedly walked through the second-floor corridor towards the downstairs. Adele, meanwhile, looked through the window at the carriage parked below.

“Who was that just now?”

At this moment, Avena, who happened to be coming upstairs, walked towards Adele standing by the windowsill and asked, “A patient?”

“No, relaying a message for Ciel.” Adele shook her head.

“She seems to want to dilute the tranquilizer some more... Hmm... but that’s good too, can’t rely too much on tranquilizers.”

Avena stood beside Adele, following her gaze towards the carriage below, and saw the coachman from earlier handing the letter paper to someone beside the carriage.

A small, fair, slender hand with delicate knuckles reached out from the small carriage window, taking the letter paper. This scene happened to be seen by Avena.

She recognized it instantly; it was Ciel’s hand.

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So close, yet unable to meet. This feeling made Avena slightly uncomfortable.

Since childhood, she could get almost anything she wanted. Even later, when she refused the family’s “Detective” potion, she could still obtain everything she desired through her own management and assets.

But Ciel was an exception... The more secrets revealed about Ciel, the more mysterious and untouchable she felt. The closer one got to Ciel, the more it felt like thousands of miles separated them.

Ciel seemed to possess an enchanting... no, bewitching quality. The more so, the more one wanted to know her better, like an exquisitely wrapped gift, making one unable to resist untying the intricate knots one by one, peeking at the wonder inside.

The process of untying the knots wouldn’t be tiresome either, because the packaging was exquisite enough, enough to build anticipation.

“Let’s not disturb her for now.” Avena shook her head, no longer looking at the carriage already far away, and said, “If she encounters difficulties she can’t resolve, she will find us.”

Hearing Avena’s words, Adele looked in the direction the carriage left, hesitatingly saying, “Ciel like this... isn’t she pushing herself a bit too hard? She could clearly just ask us for help.”

“Perhaps she feels we can’t help at all, doesn’t want to implicate us.” Avena said faintly, then didn’t continue the conversation, just walked straight back to her consultation room.

Adele was slightly stunned upon hearing this.

She indeed hadn’t considered this problem. Adele thought very simply: if a friend asked her for help, she would definitely do her best, but she hadn’t considered whether she could actually help. Thanks for reading on ManaNovel!

Is that what Ciel thinks?

Adele stood in place for a while, then, as if having made a decision, turned and walked towards her laboratory.

Everything is ready... It’s time to drink the second-tier potion.

...

The carriage traveled along the road, slightly bumpy. Occasionally, when the wheels hit some trash or protruding stones, the entire carriage would jolt.

In terms of comfort, it certainly couldn’t compare to the expensive carriages at Avena’s home. However, as a means of transport, as long as it saved time from point A to point B, it was sufficient. Ciel didn’t have many requirements for comfort.

Ciel, sitting inside the carriage, unfolded the paper in her hand and looked at the short sentence inside.

Dilute by one-third with water, allows ordinary people to sleep for at least five hours without side effects...

Then this is much simpler.

Yes, the way Ciel planned to deceive Amy was very simple.

That is, drug her, make Amy sleep.

The “Divine Servant’s” protection over Amy was passive, unrelated to whether Amy was conscious or not. Until the “energy” sealed behind Amy’s back was exhausted, Amy remained protected.

Just need to ensure Amy is unconscious before Tara arrives.

At that time, even if the “Divine Servant’s” passive defense was triggered, the “Divine Servant” could still interact with Ciel, Tara could also witness everything, and the unsuspecting Amy wouldn’t be drawn into the complex relationship between Ciel and the Divine Advent Church.

Then how should she make Amy drink the diluted tranquilizer?

Ciel remembered bringing pastries for Amy before.

She decided to repeat the trick, bring Amy some snacks. Before Amy enjoyed the snacks, add the diluted tranquilizer to the black tea.

Anyway, the action would be implemented at night. For Amy, it would just be feeling normally tired and sleeping. The plan, though simple, was directly effective.

Ciel had the coachman change direction, heading directly towards the Sir’s Bridge District, arriving at the high-end dessert shop Ciel had visited before.

The last time Ciel came here to buy high-end desserts, she was almost penniless.

To repay Amy’s help in the simulation, she spent almost all her advanced salary, buying two portions of dessert—one to thank Amy, and the other, Ciel brought to her sister Lichie.

Ciel entered the shop, bought two portions of the vanilla pudding Amy mentioned liking before. Soon, Ciel’s eyes were drawn to two glass milk bottle-like containers in the glass counter.

Inside the bottles were some green beverages, seemingly a mixture of tea and milk, somewhat like milk tea. Of course, the price was definitely not cheap, one bottle costing 2 shillings.

But the current Ciel naturally wouldn’t meticulously consider the price; completing the mission was the priority.

She bought two bottles of milk tea drink, then left the shop. After paying the coachman, she carried the “gifts,” walking alone in the Sir’s Bridge District.

There was still some time until evening, and misfortune would strike in between. Ciel didn’t rush directly to Amy’s house, planning to act after the misfortune passed.

Misfortune has no eyes; she didn’t want Amy to suffer disaster because of the misfortune clinging to her.

But then again... whether it was Amy, or Avena and Adele, they all had great luck.

During her first simulation, her simulated self didn’t figure out the pattern of misfortune. Avena and the others suffered along with Ciel in the simulation.

But they actually all survived. Can only say these three’s luck values were not to be underestimated; all legendary survivors.

Ciel walked along the street, thinking about the subsequent plan.

During this interval, Ciel also opened the simulation interface, checking the simulation time point.

If the time point was close and suitable, she wouldn’t mind simulating again.

Although simulating again, without the “Uniqueness” enhancement, the quill pen should become much weaker, offering little reference value for dealing with the quill pen, it could allow Ciel to go through plans that didn’t require contacting the quill pen.

But unfortunately, Ciel’s wish fell through.

The next simulation was 37 days later, costing 100 Fate Points... This was somewhat not worth it for Ciel.

Especially since “Uniqueness” was gone in the simulation, she could only spend 100 points experiencing some garbage time.

As for the dice to reset the simulation time, definitely couldn’t use it at this time.

The dice was very important, must be saved for situations with no retreat.

Although not currently, who could guarantee that future Past and Future Days simulations wouldn’t randomly land thousands of days before or after, and she herself might be in a state similar to imprisonment, unable to live or die?

At that time, Ciel’s points would definitely be insufficient for simulation, causing a “stuck” phenomenon.

Keeping the dice allowed the ability to randomize again in such extreme situations, with a probability of escaping that stuck situation.

Of course, without the dice, Ciel also had the ability to change the simulation time.

Just need to use a plan to create her own “fated death” in advance, forcing the simulation time to advance to the time of the “fated death.”

As for how to create her own “fated death”... this was indeed a difficult problem.

Suicide definitely couldn’t be judged as “fated death,” because she couldn’t possibly commit suicide in reality.

...But not something the current Ciel needed to think about. She hadn’t reached the point of needing external forces to kill herself yet.

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More than two hours passed just like that.

During this time, Ciel dodged an arrow from some merchant practicing archery that missed its target, but didn’t encounter the high-risk misfortune recorded in the notebook from the simulation, the kind requiring save file transformation to avoid. Still needed to wait until 6:30 PM.

That is, after the banquet Avena was attending, misfortune would arrive.

The banquet venue was also in the Sir’s Bridge District. Prince’s son Oppold rented Manor No. 4 here with high profile, inviting other transcendents who came to investigate Deton Manor.

The cost of this banquet definitely wouldn’t be small either—probably tonight’s extravagance attracted the terrifying misfortune.

Slightly later, many high-tier transcendents would rush towards Sir’s Bridge District to attend the banquet. During this period, Ciel better stay slightly further away from Sir’s Bridge District.

Just as Ciel prepared to leave the Sir’s Bridge District, the scene she least wanted to see still happened.

She actually ran into Amy on the street.

“Ciel?” Seeing Ciel walking alone on the street, Amy directly abandoned her other companions, quickly jogging towards Ciel, “What a coincidence! Are you going to find Avena?”

Since their last parting, Amy hadn’t seen Ciel for more than two days. Seeing Ciel again now, it was unavoidable to feel somewhat excited.

She also noticed the gifts in Ciel’s hand, thinking these should be for Avena—after all, Ciel and Lady Avena’s relationship seemed very good.

And they were both “transcendents.”

Although Amy was usually very “socially outgoing” and keen on making friends, she still held a certain awe towards “unknown creatures” like “transcendents,” slightly restricting her natural familiarity.

Looking at Amy before her, Ciel sighed inwardly.

If rejected here, bringing things over later would seem very suspicious.

Coincidentally, the direction she was currently walking, leaving Sir’s Bridge District, was also the direction towards Amy’s home.

“No, these are for you.” Ciel shook her head, forcing herself to spin a tale, “Was just about to find you to discuss some ‘matters of that sort’.”

Hearing Ciel’s words, Amy’s eyes instantly brightened.

She was currently extremely curious about any new knowledge regarding the transcendent, but was still waiting for Avena to help her search for potions, could only wait impatiently, her heart already somewhat restless.

Ciel wanting to talk to her about “transcendent” matters naturally made Amy feel surprised and happy, not to mention Ciel came alone.

After all, she wasn’t very familiar with Avena and Adele. When with them, Amy always felt somewhat restrained.

After bidding farewell to her friends, Amy took Ciel’s hand, walking cheerfully towards home.

Regarding this, Ciel actually had a solution.

Mainly because Ciel knew the exact time the misfortune would arrive. She could find an excuse to leave before 6:30 PM, return after surviving the “tribulation.”

Currently, only Amy and the servants were home. Her father, to recuperate from injuries and mental shock, took Amy’s mother to their small manor in the countryside.

And Amy, to avoid missing any information related to the transcendent, didn’t leave with her parents, but stayed in the villa in Berren City.

Upon returning home, Amy couldn’t wait to eat the desserts Ciel brought, but was stopped by Ciel, the reason being it was almost dinner time, eating dessert would spoil the appetite, better to save it for after dinner.

This reasoning was accepted by Amy. She left the desserts and drinks in her room, then took Ciel to the garden to see the flowers she recently cared for, which were now blooming.

Immersed in the joy of sharing, Amy completely forgot the main business—that is, about transcendent matters. By the time she realized, it was almost dinner time.

Ciel didn’t spoil Amy’s mood, but during dinner, after Amy dismissed the other maids, actively started talking to Amy about the secrets of Deton Manor.

This topic definitely interested Amy greatly.

Upon learning Deton Manor wasn’t just an ordinary high-end casino but also hosted transcendent gambling games, Amy was completely shocked.

Death Roulette, Exchange Area, Deton Group... All the novel information repeatedly washed over Amy’s perception.

She even forgot to continue eating, concentrating wholeheartedly on listening to these stories, looking at Ciel, who described everything calmly, with admiring eyes.

Dinner lasted until six o’clock. Ciel checked the time on the system interface, then looked towards Amy and said, “I suddenly remembered, I need to deliver something to my sister, might have to leave first.”

“Ah? So soon?” Amy, engrossed in listening, said somewhat disappointedly upon hearing Ciel’s words, “Haven’t eaten dessert yet... Have the maids help deliver it?”

“It’s fine, I’ll be back after delivering the item,” Ciel thought for a moment, then asked, “But it might be somewhat late then... Will it be disturbing?”

“Not at all.” Amy shook her head, then nodded vigorously, saying, “You can come anytime!”

“Mm...” Ciel showed a thoughtful expression, then asked with a slightly conflicted expression, “Then if I return late... if it’s too late, can I stay over at your place for one night?”

Such a good thing?

Hearing this, Amy instantly felt wide awake.

“No... Of course, no problem.” Amy straightened her back, trying to appear more normal, unaware that doing so made her posture even stiffer.

“Thank you.” Ciel smiled and nodded, saying, “Then I’ll go deliver the item first.”

“Mm-hmm, I’ll wait for you.”

After seeing Ciel off at the door, watching Ciel leave until her figure disappeared, Amy directly ran back to her bedroom.

Pushing open the room door, Amy jumped directly onto the bed, hugged the pillow, and rolled back and forth on the bed, the excitement on her face impossible to hide.

Although she had many friends, this was the first time a friend stayed over at her house... This was something she had always wanted to try.

She had many friends, but thinking carefully, none were close enough to invite home for a sleepover, except Ciel, of course.

The current Amy felt like she was dreaming—if this was a dream, then she hoped never to wake up.

About forty minutes later, Ciel, feeling slightly mentally exhausted, returned to Amy’s doorstep.

She opened the system interface, which showed her remaining Fate Points—169.

Ciel never expected this time’s calamity would be a gas stove explosion—and it was a carriage transporting gas stoves that exploded as it passed beside Ciel.

If she hadn’t foreseen the explosion 1 second in advance and directly transformed into the “Judicator” save file to flash away, she probably would have been blown into hero fragments on the spot.

After following Amy back to the room, she asked Amy to get some more desserts. Amy, as before, didn’t call the maids but went downstairs herself to pick snacks.

During this time, Ciel poured one-third of the tranquilizer directly into Amy’s bottle of milk tea drink, while she herself opened the other bottle, took a sip directly, declaring sovereignty over this non-toxic tea drink.

By the time Amy returned, Ciel had already put away the tranquilizer, back into the potion kit. Amy, upon returning, had no suspicions, drank Ciel’s spiked milk tea along with the snacks.

“Tastes good, it’s even mint flavored, I like it~”

One minute later, Amy, still praising the milk tea drink just moments ago, slumped drowsily onto the carpet.

Ciel picked her up, placed her on the bed, covered her with the quilt, then sat at the dressing table, opened the Old Ansu dictionary and literature she brought back from home earlier.

Next... just need to wait for Tara’s arrival.