The Charles Becomes a Wizard

The scheming Malfoy must have some conspiracy!

They were so sure that they couldn't help but focus more of their attention on Charles, their eyes burning, as if they wanted to find out what it was about this punk that made the sinister and cunning Malfoy look at him differently.

"Master, I'm afraid you have been..." Sebastian, who had consciously stood behind Charles, bent down and whispered in his ear about his recent schedule.

"Thank you very much for your and Draco's invitation, Mr. Malfoy." Ciel ignored him and just smiled at Lucius. "It's my honor."

Sebastian raised an eyebrow when he was ignored.

Oh, is the young master angry?

The demon stared at the prey in front of him quietly with his pupils erect, and a smile of pleasure appeared at the corners of his mouth.

The wizards finished their work quickly, and soon the messy banquet hall returned to its original magnificent appearance. The nobles whose memories had been erased also returned to their well-dressed appearance, and everything was as if nothing had happened.

Of course, the memories of Phantomhive father and son were preserved because of Lucius.

Vincent watched coldly as the wizard skillfully forged the death of the unfortunate couple. He still had his habitual smile on his face, but his eyes were as cold as ice.

Judging from their proficiency, they must have done similar things a lot...

So is it possible that the unsolved cases that Scotland Yard had been holding on to and could not find any clues to were done by these wizards with mysterious means?

Or do some people really die of natural causes?

In fact, before today, although Vincent had seen the wonders of magic, he didn't know that wizards could easily change the memories of ordinary people, so he never made too many associations...

Allowing such a dangerous group to run rampant in society is intolerable for someone who would rather sacrifice his entire family for the stability of the country.

Vincent gently shook the wine glass in his hand and hid the cold light in his eyes.

Since these people live in the Queen's territory, they must obediently abide by the rules set by the Queen.

Vincent had supported Ciel in his struggles in the wizarding world in order to leave a way out for the Phantomhive family, so as to avoid the tragic ending that Ciel had experienced...

But now he felt that he should pay more attention to this so-called "back door". After all, only by having enough say could he make those self-righteous wizards obey his demands.

The discovery of the body forced this expensive banquet to a hasty end. Since most of the guests present were of high status, Scotland Yard did not dare to ask too many questions and hastily closed the case with the conclusion of "murder of passion".

Sebastian, who was sent away by Charles early, was attacked on his way back.

The red-haired Grim Reaper jumped down from the roof with a chainsaw raised high, and rushed towards them like a ball of fire.

"Long time no see, my dear, Sebastian~"

Sebastian quickly moved to the side to make him miss, and nodded calmly: "Mr. Sutcliffe."

"Ah, Sebastian is still so cold," Grayer turned his head, put the chainsaw on his shoulder with one hand, stroked his cheek with the other hand, and twisted his waist excitedly after meeting the devil's cold gaze.

"I came here especially for you~"

"Originally this area was not within my scope of work, but I sensed Sebastian's presence, so I followed him here on purpose."

"What do you want, Mr. Sutcliffe?"

"Really? I told you to just call me Grayer~" He winked at Sebastian, then started the chainsaw in his hand again with a huge grin on his face.

"Of course, it's to dance with you, Sebastian~" As soon as the words fell, the red figure appeared in front of Sebastian, and the raised chainsaw chopped down at Sebastian's head, and the rapidly rotating saw teeth emitted sporadic sparks.

"Sebastian~ Let me use the beautiful red color to make you more charming~" Grell's voice was sweet and loud.

"No need to bother," Sebastian put his hands on the handle of the chainsaw and kicked it, "I am quite satisfied with myself at the moment."

"Oh, Sebastian, why are you Sebastian?" With the support of the chainsaw, Grell flipped over and landed lightly behind the devil. He turned around and aimed the sharp weapon in his hand at his shoulder.

The sharp dinner knife cut Greer's cheek with a sound of breaking air, and then was cut into pieces by the chainsaw and scattered on the ground. Sebastian quickly leaped back, trying to distance himself from the red-haired Grim Reaper.

He doesn't want to be stuck with this god of death.

"Sebastian, do you want to escape from the battlefield?" The injured Grayl became even more agitated. His breathing became rapid, his cheeks were abnormally flushed, and even the pair of yellow-green eyes hidden behind the glasses were covered with a faint watery light.

Sebastian: No, I didn't mean to fight you.

"Come on, let's dance together~"

"Devil and death, natural enemies who love and hate each other, what a beautiful and touching love~"

Sebastian's face was full of black lines: "No, please don't say such disgusting things."

The red god of death pounced again, and the red and black figures kept intertwining and then separating under the cold moonlight, and occasionally the sound of metal collision could be heard.

Sebastian wanted to leave, but Grell refused to give in.

With the blessing of the Grim Reaper's scythe, Sebastian couldn't get rid of him for a while.

Well, if it was just a fight, it would be fine, but what Grayer said was to the point that even Sebastian couldn't stand it.

This is not a solution...

"Grell." Sebastian suddenly gave a gentle smile to the god of death who was so close to him.

Eh?

The overly gentle smile stunned Grell.

Sebastian seized the opportunity and kicked the chainsaw out of the man's hand, then looked at Greer who had not yet come to his senses and clenched his fists until they made a crackling sound.

He was quite confident in simple hand-to-hand combat.

Accompanied by bursts of screams, soon the handsome Grayl turned into a pig-headed appearance.

"Sebastian..." The red-haired Grim Reaper, who fell headfirst to the ground, reached out his trembling hand and grabbed the devil's trouser leg, "That's too much. You actually hit a beautiful woman in the face."

"But even if it's such a cold-hearted Sebastian, I can still do it~"

"Come on, continue to ravage me~"

Sebastian: ...

Sebastian adjusted his collar and stepped over Grayer's body to leave the place.

However, since Sebastian returned to the mansion before Ciel and the others, no one knew about this little episode.

The next morning, Charles, who had just woken up, received a notification letter from the Ministry of Magic.