The Charles Becomes a Wizard

disappeared?

He was fine this afternoon, how could he suddenly disappear!

Where did all those people who followed him go? !

Didn't even the wizard his father sent to protect him notice who did it?

No, wait...

Eric should still have the portkey and magic items on him.

Even if facing a wizard, I should be able to find a chance to escape...

unless,

Unless he has no way to stay awake...

Charles tried hard to use his almost stagnant brain to analyze the current situation, trying to find proof that Eric was still safe. However, this approach not only failed to provide any comfort, but made him more frightened the more he thought about it.

The bright red lips lost their color in an instant, and Charles suddenly recalled the scene of the last time he saw Eric in his previous life - the stained glass window with the holy and kind image of the Virgin Mary, the altar lit by dim candlelight, the cold blade, and the large pools of blood flowing from Eric's body...

no, I can not.

Eric is so smart, he will be fine...

He would never let Eric have an accident again...

Charles' chest rose and fell rapidly. He clenched his teeth and tried to force himself to calm down. However, even when he tasted rust in his mouth, he still couldn't control his body's instinctive trembling.

This was the first time that Snape saw the boy, who was always calm and composed, change his expression. Seeing that he was holding his chest and seemed to be having difficulty breathing, he subconsciously took two steps forward and wanted to help him to a chair, but before he could do anything, he saw a dark figure appear beside the boy.

"Master." Sebastian reached out and held Ciel's arm.

"S-Sebastian…Sebastian."

The slender fingers tightly grasped Sebastian's arm, as if grabbing the last piece of driftwood, leaving wrinkles on the black tuxedo. Charles' body was almost exhausted, and most of his weight was pressed on Sebastian's arm.

His eyes were red and he stared at the demon beside him.

"Find him..."

"Sebastian, find him, find Eric, and bring him back safely... This is an order."

Sebastian gently lowered his eyelids, looking at the boy with a "pleading" look in his eyes that he himself had not even noticed, but he did not agree to his request as straightforwardly as before. He just slowly reached out his hand to pull him closer to him, and gently wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief.

"Did you hear that, Sebastian?"

Sebastian's reaction made Ciel a little uneasy, but his concern for Eric made him subconsciously ignore it.

Ciel frowned, raised his hand to brush away the handkerchief in front of his eyes, and tried to break free from the demon's arms.

"It's really ugly, young master." The devil dressed in black said this in his usual gentle voice.

"What did you say?"

"It's really ugly, Master." Sebastian repeated, pinching Charles' delicate chin with his large white-gloved hand to force him to look up. His dark red eyes met the watery deep blue. "You've lost your mind over such a small matter. Is it really okay?"

"Varied......"

"Are you afraid? Even though your hands are stained with the blood of strangers, you still can't bear to see your loved ones in danger?" Sebastian applied a little force with his fingers, leaving bright red fingerprints on the boy's fair skin.

"If this is the extent of your current awareness, I think I need to reconsider whether it is necessary to continue the previous game."

Sebastian was somewhat disappointed with Ciel's reaction, and he expressed his disappointment very honestly.

He had promoted Charles to the position of chess player not because he wanted to see such a lame show.

A good "chess player" only needs to skillfully deploy the chess pieces and strive to survive at all times. He does not need to waste too much emotion on the "chess pieces". Once he loses his composure, he will hesitate.

One wrong move and the whole game is lost.

What Sebastian wanted was a king sitting on a throne strewn with corpses of "chess pieces", rather than an ordinary "corpse" who was bound by useless emotions and inevitably became a chess piece of others.

Facing Sebastian's teasing and malicious gaze, Charles' pupils shrank suddenly, and his heated mind calmed down almost instantly.

He was too anxious...

Ciel closed his eyes, waved away Sebastian's hand, took two steps back, and said in a cold and steady voice: "Eric is now the heir of the Phantomhive family. He must live. Anyone who wants to provoke the Phantomhive family will have to pay the price!"

"Oh?" Sebastian held his chin with one hand and tilted his head. "So, you just want to protect the honor of your family?"

There was clear suspicion in Sebastian's tone.

"Of course," Ciel raised his chin slightly, looked directly into the devil's eyes, and said word by word: "I will not allow anyone to discredit the Phantomhive family."

"Well," Sebastian didn't know whether he believed him or not, and after a while he slowly laughed.

"Then please give the order, Master."

"Sebastian, I command you to make those who attacked Eric Phantomhive pay the price," Ciel added, turning the gem ring on his thumb. "And then send him back to his father safely, intact."

Without the first two words, Ciel always felt that Sebastian might do something "unexpected".

"Yes, my lord." Under Snape's astonished gaze, Sebastian knelt on one knee in front of Charles.

Seeing that he agreed, Charles exhaled slowly, and the nails digging into his palms relaxed a little. But before he could say anything else, he heard a low and smooth voice coming from beside him.

"I suppose Mr. Phantomhive has not forgotten that this is my office?"

Ciel: ...

Ciel: "Thank you Professor Snape for your help today."

"No, you're welcome." Snape's sinister gaze moved between Sebastian and Ciel. He noticed the magic circle in Ciel's eyes and realized that the relationship between the master and servant was not as simple as it seemed.

He wanted to ask something, but when he thought about the mess his life was in, he swallowed his words back.

"I just hope that next time Mr. Sebastian enters my office, he can knock on the door first. This is basic etiquette, isn't it?" Snape sneered.