The Charles Becomes a Wizard

"Eh? Eh?!!" Baron Kelpien's arrogant laughter was interrupted by the sudden change. He looked at Charles in the audience, then turned to look at Sebastian on the stage.

Even though his face was wrapped in bandages, Ciel could tell from his body language that he was uneasy.

He seemed to have no idea why Sebastian would disrupt this "great" show.

"You, you don't like this performance?" Baron Kelpien asked hesitantly, and the eye that remained outside the bandage kept looking at Charles's face, as if he attached great importance to Charles's thoughts.

"Performance?" Charles raised his lips coldly.

He closed his eyes, and the thin figure of the girl who missed a step and fell from the rope in the air seemed to appear before his eyes again.

This man actually took this as a performance...

Baron Kelpien was previously just an ordinary and honest middle-aged man who was passionate about charity. Although his title was not high, he had a good reputation among the nobles.

Ciel didn't know what he had gone through to become like this, and Ciel didn't care about it, but...

Baron Kelbyn's calm and indifferent attitude when facing the death of his children was obviously not something he could achieve in a short period of time.

Charles couldn't imagine how many children had died in this so-called "performance"...

"I'm sorry, actually I don't like this either..." The man sitting in the wheelchair said to Charles in a sticky and disgusting tone.

He turned around and gave his own orders in a domineering manner: "Joker, hurry up and clean it up!"

what……

This nonchalant tone was like asking Joker to throw away the garbage in the house...

"Forget it. I give up."

Charles exerted a little force with his fingers holding the cane, and suddenly stood up. The red wine glass beside him was knocked over by him, and the dark red liquid soaked the white tablecloth.

"I have no interest in sharing a table and drinking with trash who are no better than livestock."

"Hey, hey? What's wrong?" Baron Kelpien asked in confusion.

Charles walked towards him step by step, his exquisite leather shoes making crisp sounds on the floor. He lowered his head slightly, and his face was hidden under the wide hat, making it difficult to see clearly.

"That vulgar and evil pervert was just a nobody. I have dealt with him."

"I think that's all we need to do to report this to the Queen."

Charles walked slowly to Baron Kelpien, loosened the cane in his hand, pulled out the pistol from his waist and pointed it straight at his head.

At the same time, Joker jumped down from the stage and drew out the dagger in his hand. Before the tip of the dagger pierced Charles' body, the sharp blade in Sebastian's hand was also against his throat.

The three men with weapons in hand almost instantly formed a situation that looked very balanced.

Baron Kelpien, with the black muzzle of a gun pressed against his head, froze in place for an instant. He turned his only eye with difficulty to look at Charles who was standing beside him. When his gaze fell on the dagger blocking Charles' body, his emotions became agitated again.

"Joker, you can't point something that dangerous at him!"

"But..." Joker, who was already at a disadvantage, wanted to rescue Baron Kelpien from Charles' gun, but he didn't expect to only be scolded by the other party.

He opened his eyes wide in disbelief and looked at the anxious Baron Kelpien. He just opened his mouth to say something, but the next words were blocked by the sharp blade at his neck.

"Are you going to disobey my orders?" Baron Kelpien was still shouting.

In this situation, the man in the wheelchair obviously had no deterrent power, but after hearing this, Joker subconsciously obeyed his orders like a dog hearing the dinner bell.

"I...I understand, father." Joker responded in a low voice and reluctantly put the dagger in his hand back into the sheath.

So Sebastian retracted the blade in his hand and reached out to confiscate the weapons on Joker.

"Lord Kelpien," Charles looked down at the man in front of him, "where are the children you abducted?"

"Huh?" Baron Kelpien was stunned for a moment, then a broad smile appeared on his face, without paying any attention to the gun against his forehead.

"What? So you want to see those kids!"

"They are underground. I will lead you there."

"Besides, I have prepared another show for you underground." Baron Kelpien's eyes were bloodshot. Being stared at by him with such a focused gaze, Charles felt a strong sense of disgust in his heart.

"Ah, it feels like a dream to be able to talk to you like this." Baron Kelpien exclaimed in the elevator.

"Stop talking nonsense and take me to the child." Charles said coldly.

"Um, um.....I'm sorry."

Coming down from the elevator was a long corridor with torches burning on the walls. Two children were walking in front, pushing Baron Kelpien's wheelchair, followed closely by Charles, and Sebastian, who was imprisoning Joker, was walking at the end.

"But, I am very happy." Baron Kelbin showed a happy smile on his face. "I remember clearly the scene when we first met..."

"Yes, that's right, it all started five years ago!"

"It was at Lord Barton's dinner party that I first met you and your father."

The man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window distinguished himself from everyone else at the party just by his back.

From the first moment he saw him, his nearly perfect looks and gentle smile were deeply engraved in his heart. Then he saw the doll-like boy, with his delicate and fair features, slender figure, and well-behaved and shy look, every part of which made his heart move.

He could not take his eyes away from the father and his two sons for a long time. They were as quiet and beautiful as the bright moon that quietly emerged in the dark night.

At that moment, he understood that they were completely different from his ordinary appearance.

From that moment on, he began to desperately investigate everything about the Phantomhive family. He wanted to know why they were so special.

Through his unremitting efforts, he learned the true identity of Phantomhive as the "Noble of Evil".

There are thorns hidden beneath the beautiful rose, and he developed an infinite yearning for this secret.

But even though he put so much effort into getting close to him again, Count Phantomhive still didn't even remember his name.

Birds of a feather flock together. Anyone who is qualified to stand beside Count Phantomhive must be equally outstanding.

He began to hate his ugly and old appearance. He was so ugly that he was not even allowed to get close to those people.

Will the little boy eventually be entangled by heavy thorns and grow into a rose blooming in the night and watered by sin?

Will it grow into the bright moon that emits a cold light that he can never touch again?

He wanted to be special...

Skin as white as a porcelain doll, big eyes like gemstones, a youthful and energetic body...

Before he lay on the operating table, the doctor said that he could become what he wanted, although it might take some time...

It doesn’t matter even if his ugly wife leaves him, he is about to have a beautiful new life, and he will definitely become someone worthy of that child!

But, it's too slow. If we only rely on surgery, it's really too slow...

He couldn't wait to get closer to the moon high above...