The Charles Becomes a Wizard

Charles opened his eyes wide in shock. In his blurry vision, only those dark red eyes seemed particularly real. His slender fingers tightly grasped Sebastian's arm, like a drowning man desperately trying to grab the last straw.

The devil's lips curled up in an exaggerated arc, and the fingers pinching the boy's chin slightly exerted force, allowing his face to occupy all his attention and meet his breath.

Call it out, Master...

Call my name loudly.

Only in this way can you be saved,

Only in this way can you escape from the nightmare successfully...

Just like before, trust me with all your heart,

I use my power generously...

Charles, who was tightly imprisoned, opened his mouth and made a sound like a wounded animal in his throat.

"Sebastian..."

"Sebastian..."

"Sebastian!!!"

"I'm here, young master." The devil in black responded softly, watching with satisfaction as the boy's deep blue eyes were once again illuminated by the complicated contract.

"Kill them!"

"kill him!!!"

A white-gloved hand pierced through the doctor's chest, and Sebastian, who was holding his young master in his arms with one hand, threw his body to the ground.

The dead doctor's face was full of surprise, as if he had never imagined that he, who was so high and mighty and could control the life and death of children at will, would one day be killed easily like an insignificant insect.

"It's over." Sebastian shook the blood off his hands, and then he heard Charles, who was hugging his neck tightly, whispering an order.

"Burned."

"Burned? Here?"

"Yes."

"But Master, the order received from Master Vincent is to find the criminal of the kidnapping case and rescue the children..."

All the prisoners were dead, but the children trapped in the villa were still alive.

Even though they didn't look right, they were still alive.

“Stop talking nonsense!” Ciel held Sebastian’s face with both hands and shouted in a nearly collapsed voice: “Burn everything! Don’t leave anything!!!”

"Burn this place to ashes! This is an order!"

What a willful and arrogant young master...

He actually wanted to take all these lives on his own shoulders.

Sebastian sighed, bit off the blood-stained glove with his teeth, and slowly moved his palm with the black contract engraved on it closer to the lit candle.

The greedy tongues of fire broke through the barrier of the gate and swirled across the entire villa. All the creepy dolls and furnishings in the house were instantly devoured by the raging flames, as if they had never appeared in this world.

"A person only has one soul." Standing on the cliff, looking at the villa engulfed in flames, the undertaker took a bite of a bone-shaped cookie. "I warned you to cherish it."

"Being too attached to a powerful force will make you ignore the importance of irreversible things."

The fingers with long black nails gently fiddled with the hair box hanging on the waist.

"It wasn't until I couldn't hold on any longer that I finally realized it. How many times do I have to tell you the same thing?"

......

Hogwarts Slytherin Common Room.

"Ah, Ciel, you're back." Draco waved at Ciel from the sofa. "How did things go?"

"Not bad." Charles responded and walked towards the dormitory in silence.

His obvious bad mood caught Draco's attention. In his impression, Ciel always seemed calm and composed, and he was in control of everything. This was the first time he saw Ciel out of control.

Something big must have happened!

Draco gave Blaise a look and then walked towards the dormitory.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Charles lying on the bed without even changing his clothes.

"Ciel? You..." Draco, who had completely failed to activate his "comfort" skill, stood helplessly beside Ciel's bed.

Although Charles didn't say anything, the sadness and pain that permeated his body was unmistakable.

"Draco," said Charles, his head buried in the pillow, in a hoarse voice. "Don't worry, I'm fine, just need to rest for a while..."

"Just one night's rest."

His voice was soft and small, as if he was trying to convince himself.

"Really, it's okay..."

"Charles."

"Ok?"

"Shall we play wizard chess?"

"Huh?!" After hearing this, Charles couldn't help but look up at him.

Like Ciel, Draco also likes the feeling of winning, so after losing to Ciel for several days in a row, he was not very willing to play chess with him.

"Anyway, it's still early." Meeting Ciel's gaze, Draco turned his head away uncomfortably.

Although he hadn't figured out what had happened and didn't know why Charles was unhappy, he knew that it was not a good thing to always be immersed in negative emotions.

Ciel: “…”

"Why are you looking at me like that?" The little platinum noble who had been stared at by Charles was a little irritated, "Do you want to play with me?"

"......." A faint smile slowly spread across Charles' face. "Okay."

......

Phantomhive Manor.

"This is really true." After listening to Sebastian's report, Vincent put one hand on his forehead and sighed helplessly. "Did they burn it all?"

That child, Charles, really caused him a great deal of trouble.

Such a blatant disobedience to the Queen's orders would most likely make the Queen wary.

A disobedient hound will inevitably be abandoned. After this incident, the Phantomhive family may face suspicion and temptation from the queen.

"Yes," Sebastian replied.

"Those kids too?"

"That's what the young master meant."

Vincent paused and suddenly asked, "Did you handle it this way before?"

This was the first time in a long time that Vincent asked Sebastian about what happened in Ciel's previous life.

"No, I just followed the young master's orders to execute all those who participated in the black mass. I didn't do anything extra."

“Really?” Vincent turned the blue diamond on his finger and sighed in an ambiguous tone, “Is that so?”