The Charles Becomes a Wizard

The huge beast roared madly, and every step made the ground shake. The thin boy fell to the ground with wounds all over his body, holding a fragile "dead branch" in his hand that broke at a single bend. His pupils constricted, and he sat there motionless, as if he had been frightened silly.

The distance between them was getting closer and closer. The demon's thin lips were tightly pursed, and his dark red eyes were shining in the gloomy forest. His erect pupils reflected the figure of the little child, as if he could only see him in this world.

Call my name.

Call my name, sir.

Just like you have done countless times before...

Just call my name and I can save you from dangerous situations.

You don't need to work so hard, and you don't need to get hurt anymore...

Everything you need, I will give it to you personally.

The devil's mouth curled up slowly, waiting for the inevitable order, waiting for the petite body that would fall into his arms obediently...

However, seeing that the sharp horns of the horned ostrich were about to pierce the boy's body, Sebastian still did not wait for the master's order, and gripped the tree trunk with his white-gloved hands. The dark demon could not bear to see his prey being killed by other creatures in front of him.

Just as he was about to deal with the beast that dared to covet his prey, Gellert stopped him under tremendous pressure.

"Wait a minute, Ciel has other plans."

Before he finished speaking, the situation under the tree suddenly changed. The originally aggressive horned ostrich suddenly lost its strength a second before touching Charles. Its huge figure shook, and then it fell heavily to the ground, letting out a weak whine, and lost all breath.

Seeing it fall down, Charles slowly exhaled. He felt his body trembling with fear. He tried to stand up, but his two weak legs could not support him.

Charles simply leaned back and fell onto the wet, leaf-covered ground.

There were thin rays of sunlight shining into the forest through the gaps between the leaves. Charles raised his right hand and looked towards the sunlight. He was the only one in this place. He could clearly hear the subtle chirping of insects in the air, the gurgling of water, and the sound of his heartbeat gradually slowing down. Charles closed his eyes. In such an environment, the fear and fatigue he had just felt were gradually fading away.

Charles didn't waste long and quickly sat up. He needed to deal with the prey as soon as possible. After dark, the prey would no longer belong to him. He currently had no ability to protect his prey among a group of carnivorous magical creatures.

Of course, as mentioned before, the skin of the horned ostrich is very hard and difficult to pierce. Fortunately, Charles's goal was not its meat.

The reason why Charles targeted this creature was because of the two horns on its head. The horns were a precious raw material for making potions and could be used to cure the poisoning symptoms of some unknown potions.

Charles dragged his injured legs slowly and steadily towards the giant beast lying on the ground. He waved the wand in his hand, used a spell to cut off the two horns at the roots, and put them away.

Only then did he attempt to heal his wounds with a healing spell.

Well, from this we can see that he is indeed Gellert's apprentice. Compared with offensive magic, his healing magic is used very poorly. He only barely stopped the bleeding from the wound, and the wound did not heal completely.

"You see, he can do well even without you." Gellert looked at Charles's slowly leaving back with admiration in his eyes.

To be honest, when he left Charles here alone, he never thought that he would last this long.

Gellert had seen with his own eyes how Sebastian took care of Ciel. It was no exaggeration to say that he spoiled him. He washed his hands, wiped his face, changed his clothes, and even put on his shoes while Sebastian knelt on one knee on the ground.

Gellert thought that the boy, who was used to that kind of treatment, would soon give up this "special training". He thought that the proud and arrogant boy would not be able to persist for too long.

In fact, Gellert was prepared for the possibility that Ciel would summon Sebastian that very evening.

But Charles has persisted until now by relying on himself...

Gellert stepped on the landmine again and was kicked off the tree by Sebastian.

Gellert: ...

Gate, who was almost thrown to pieces, looked up at the demon standing on the branch.

"Sorry," Sebastian said without any hesitation. "I just bumped into you by accident."

Gellert looked at the footprint on his body, which was so obvious that it couldn't be more obvious, and said nothing.

"Then if Mr. Grindelwald doesn't mind, I will go and protect the young master." Sebastian placed one hand on his chest and bowed slightly to Gellert. The dark figure quickly disappeared above the treetops.

At night, Charles's small figure curled up in the cave. There was a bonfire burning in front of him, and the warm flames dispelled the chill in the forest for him.

A tall figure appeared silently outside the cave. He easily bypassed all the magic traps set by Charles at the entrance of the cave and came to the boy's side.

A pitch-black feather slowly fell from midair and disappeared into the boy's forehead. The sleeping boy let out an inaudible hum. He moved his body and leaned against Sebastian's legs. The frown on his brows, which had been furrowed in his sleep, finally eased a little.

Sebastian held Ciel in his arms. Ciel was much lighter than before, which made Sebastian feel a little dissatisfied.

Who knew how difficult it was to raise a young master who was picky about food, willful, and had poor digestion!

After this trip, all his previous efforts were in vain!

Who knows how much time it will take to train the young master to be like before? !

Moreover, watching the young master become so miserable was not in line with his butler's aesthetic at all!

Sebastian resisted the urge to tear Gellert into pieces, and gently brushed the dust on the boy's cheek with his white-gloved fingers.

Thinking of how Charles looked embarrassed but brave when fighting against the horned ostrich today, Sebastian couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

What a stubborn, stupid and obstinate child...

Obviously you don't have to get hurt, right?

Just call his name...

Although his original intention was to laugh at the boy in his arms, the demon only felt a genuine pleasure.

His young master is indeed the most special person in this world!