The Charles Becomes a Wizard

"I thought you would bring him back with you." Gellert said to Sebastian who returned alone to the Phantomhive Manor.

"As a qualified deacon, I will not easily go against the wishes of my master." Sebastian's eyes flashed.

He will look forward to the surprises that the young master will bring him, and will also wait for the moment when the young master calls his name again.

"So, he refused to come back with you?"

Gellert certainly knew that it was not a wise move to blatantly provoke the devil, but he really couldn't control it.

Looking at the smile on Sebastian's face that seemed to be welded on, Gellert couldn't help but want to stab him.

Sebastian glanced at Gellert with a half-smile: "Young Master doesn't know I've been here."

He just went to treat the young master's wound that he had not treated during the day.

Humans are too fragile. If they are not careful, they will die from wound infection. If this little thing really leads to the destruction of the soul that he has cultivated with great difficulty, Sebastian will be so angry that he will die.

"Well, if you don't have anything else to do, I'll go and rest first." Sebastian bowed to Gellert, "There is still a lot of work to be done tomorrow."

Sebastian was worried that if he stayed any longer, he would not be able to resist killing this man who always interfered between the young master and himself.

If I really kill him without caring about anything, the young master will be angry...

Sebastian's knuckles were cracking as he laid his fingers at his sides.

Sure enough, I should find another chance to beat him up.

Gellert shuddered violently as he stood there.

Half a month passed by neither fast nor slow, and in the blink of an eye it was time for Charles to finish his special training.

Early that morning, Sebastian prepared everything that Ciel might need when he returned home.

The room was spotlessly clean. The bed was covered with sheets and quilts that he had washed and changed himself and that smelled of sunshine. On the table were Charles' favorite games, and in the vase were white roses covered with dew. The vanilla pudding that he had made early in the morning was also placed in the refrigerator.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Sebastian straightened his tuxedo again, ready to go and pick up the stubborn young master in the best mental state possible.

In order to protect Ciel's safety, Sebastian has actually been staying by Ciel's side for the past half month, watching the pampered young master's life hanging by a thread several times. Every time he thought the young master would give up this inexplicable training and choose to summon himself, the boy stubbornly persisted.

Even though the young master looked very embarrassed and even a little ridiculous at the time, his clean and beautiful soul was a unique treasure in the eyes of the devil.

However, the young master's image these days really doesn't conform to Sebastian's aesthetics. Sebastian really hopes to restore Charles' health before school starts.

It was still the same cave as before. Charles, who had just opened his eyes, saw Sebastian and Gellert appearing in front of him with a hint of surprise on their faces.

"Has it been, half a month?" Charles' voice was a little hoarse because he hadn't spoken for a long time.

Being alone in a place like this, it's really easy to lose the ability to perceive time. Although Charles made marks on the stone wall of the cave, he still felt a little dazed.

"Master, you have suffered." Sebastian knelt on one knee in front of Charles, took the back of Charles' hand who was still sitting on the ground and put it to his lips and gave it a light kiss.

Gellert: ...

Ciel: ...

To be honest, if you put aside the fact that Sebastian regards Ciel's soul as food, Sebastian can indeed be called a perfect butler.

Not only did he quickly change Charles into clean clothes so that he instantly looked refreshed, he also promptly placed the breakfast he had prepared in advance on the stone table in front of Charles.

That’s right, a newly made stone table with delicate patterns carved on the edges, covered with a white tablecloth, and decorated with a beautiful bouquet of flowers and exquisite tableware.

Gellert, who didn't understand why they didn't just go back and eat later: ...

"Today's breakfast includes scrambled eggs, mushrooms, oatmeal, sausages and Danish rolls." Sebastian placed a wet towel next to Charles' hand.

"I'm very sorry, due to environmental restrictions, I can only ask you to wipe your hands with a towel for now."

"Ah." Ciel, sitting on the stone chair made by Sebastian himself, responded as usual. He wiped his fingers with a towel and asked, "No black tea?"

"You look a lot thinner. You probably haven't been eating on time recently, right?"

"It's better not to drink black tea until you have checked your body and found nothing wrong with it."

"I'm fine. Go make some tea!" Charles glared at him, and then the aroma of food on the table made his stomach, which had been tortured these days, rumble.

Large patches of blush instantly spread across Charles' fair cheeks, from his ears all the way down, threatening to spread to his entire body.

"Oh my," the devil tilted his head and smiled, "What a lovely voice."

"Bang!" A sharp fork flying towards his face was blocked by the plate placed on Sebastian's chest, and then the fork was placed back next to Charles' hand.

"Master, you are so careless. How come even the fork can fly out?"

Ciel silently picked up a piece of mushroom with a fork, put it in his mouth and bit it hard, as if he was tearing the flesh of some unknown demon.

The master and servant got along very "harmoniously" here, and Gellert felt that he was a little redundant, so he walked out of the cave and began to look around. Soon his eyes were attracted by a stone wall - there were obvious traces of magic around the wall.

It was obvious that a wizard had used a very powerful spell here, perhaps to vent his anger, or perhaps for some other reason. Gellert didn't care.

What concerned him was that the stone wall was the only one in the surrounding area that had no traces left.

And this is exactly what makes the most sense.

Maybe there is something extraordinary hidden behind this stone wall...

Gellert narrowed his eyes and decided to explore.