Luckily the main story is at Hogwarts

"Is it really okay for us to hide like this?"

Madison hid behind Ciel and looked at the chaotic situation in the field.

She didn't feel very scared, she just felt that it was a bit incredible how things suddenly turned into what they were now.

"No, find a chance to go out first."

Madison, as a fake witch, stood beside Ava. Originally, Ciel wanted her to be a helper when he planned to rob someone.

Although he is not worried about Ava, after all, Ava is one of the heroines, who knows what she can do.

Now it seems that everything is useless.

The witches are busy taking care of themselves.

The men brought by Brand have been surrounded by the witches, but they have not been dragged down by the witches. They seem to have a strange power in them, which is resisting the superpowers of the witches.

No, to be more precise, it's more like a balance, a mutually restrictive offset.

Ciel vaguely felt that this power was familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

The situation of the witches is not good. After they get close to these people, their power will be greatly weakened and they will become like ordinary people.

In this way, they are as fragile as cookies.

Ava was still floating in the sky, constantly looking for opportunities, but she seemed to be aware of the threat of the ancient flintlock guns, frequently dodged their attacks, and did not dare to get close.

Ciel saw her searching for Madison, a miko who seemed to her equally powerful and talented, but Madison had disappeared.

The witch mother was still going crazy. She was trampling like crazy. She didn't care about men or witches. She just wanted to crush these nasty little bugs.

Brand and others had obviously discussed this a long time ago. They were scattered among the witches, and with the witches as cover, the witches would trample to death more witches than them.

So far, they only had one unlucky guy who happened to be stepped on by the Witch Mother, and then nothing happened.

The current situation seems clear, but with magic, who knows what kind of chaos there will be in the next moment. Ciel doesn't think it's a good idea to stay here.

"Hee hee hee!"

Some kind of laughter suddenly reached his ears.

It was very clear, very pleasant, and easy to hear, like the voice of a little girl, but Charles was experienced and immediately recognized that the voice might come from a girl.

Probably pretty.

"Did you hear any laughter?"

he asked Madison.

Madison was stunned for a moment.

"No, what kind of laughter."

"Crisp, distant, a little empty, and there seems to be an echo."

Madison listened to Ciel's description and simulated it carefully.

"Here? Right now?"

"Yes."

She shuddered.

"Is this the beginning of a new horror story?"

It seems like this. Most of the horror stories are like this. One of the protagonists suddenly hears laughter that no one else can hear. Then curiosity takes over and he follows the laughter and searches for it. Then, the result is One can imagine.

"Not quite like it."

But Ciel shook his head.

Well, it’s not that there is no such plot, after all, Annabell exists, and it’s not surprising that there are some unsavory little ghosts occasionally.

But in this case

Masonic.

Ciel thought of someone.

"and many more."

Madison suddenly stopped him.

"You're not going to tell me next, let me wait here while you go take a look, right?"

She saw something wrong with Ciel's expression, and that seemed to be what he meant.

Charles didn't expect Madison to be so sharp, or to guess randomly, and he happened to guess right.

"Yes."

"But it's not what you think. I think there might be something calling me in front of me."

Madison rolled her eyes beautifully.

"Yes, that's how it's done in the movies."

"Even the lines are similar."

But obviously she couldn't persuade Ciel, so she signaled Madison to wait for him here, and Ciel walked out of the cave alone.

………………

In fact, if the scene were changed, it would indeed be possible, as Madison said, but the one who appeared here at this time was the Freemasons, so Charles had to think of someone.

Walking in the direction leading out of the cave, before leaving the cave, Ciel saw a woman in white standing in front of him.

A very beautiful woman, very stylishly dressed. She looks like she should be on the stage of a Paris fashion show, not here, in a cave, in a place full of mystery, wildness, and huge, nameless monsters. On the sacrifice.

"Miss Braithwaite."

Charles stopped and shouted softly.

Following his voice, the white woman turned around. She was slightly stunned when she saw Charles.

, as if he didn't expect the person he saw to be him.

"You can call me Ciel."

Ciel said again.

"I prefer to be called Christina."

Both of them seemed to have their own thoughts, and they were not surprised to see each other, so the next moment, Miss Braithwaite, or Christina, said naturally.

"Of course, Christina."

"You came out to me for something."

Yes, the weird laughter before was not the beginning of a horror movie, nor was it a little ghost, but Christina's magic.

She is also a witch, an acquired witch. Different from traditional witches, she was born in a Freemasonry, and the magic of Freemasonry is biased towards the native witch system in America. It is very similar to Madison and others, but even weirder.

Apart from Facebook and Twitter, the only communication methods between witches are mirrors, water, dreams, telepathy and the like.

The laughter before was a kind of inducing magic by the witch.

They are often used against unlucky men.

"It's actually nothing."

Christina took a step forward, and when she saw that Ciel did not reject him, she slowly walked over.

"It's like planning to meet an important person in the future in advance."

"In the future, important people."

Charles repeated these words and watched Christina walk in front of him.

She is very tall, and her model is based on her actor, who was born as a model in Eastern Europe, the kind who became a monk halfway.

His acting skills are not very good, except for his appearance, that's all.

But even so, she was still half a head shorter than Ciel. In the British country, Ciel would definitely be considered tall when he became an adult.

Christina has a pair of beautiful blue eyes, three-dimensional and deep facial features, and is a typical Nordic race.

She looked at Ciel intently, as if she were casting some kind of magic.

It is unwise to let a witch get close to her. The experienced Ciel has a natural way, but who made Christina look so beautiful.

It was not the behavior of a gentleman to offend such a lady.

However, he still secretly made certain preparations.

However, at this time, he was actually more concerned about what Christina meant by the so-called important person in the future.