The Charles Becomes a Wizard

After a long time of enjoying a breakfast that did not have any negative impact on the body, Ciel took the handkerchief handed to him by Sebastian and wiped the corners of his mouth.

Then Gellert's call was heard.

"Oh, it sounds like Mr. Grindelwald has found something very interesting," Sebastian glanced in the direction of the cave entrance.

"Master, do you want to go take a look?"

"Let's go." Charles stood up first and walked outside.

Then he saw Gellert holding a rabbit and bleeding it.

Ciel: ???

"Oh, Charles, you're here." Gellert waved the wand in his hand, and a thin stream of blood flowed from the rabbit's wound to the stone wall in front of him.

"What are you doing?" Charles looked at the stone wall and found nothing wrong with it.

"There is a complex magic here. I think it requires a sufficient blood sacrifice to open this door." Gellert threw the rabbit that had been drained of blood to the ground and looked at the stone wall thoughtfully: "It seems that the blood of ordinary animals is not enough to open this magic. Perhaps there is a requirement for the energy contained in the blood."

"Sacrifice of blood?" Charles frowned. He didn't like the word "sacrifice".

"Oh, don't worry, the person who set up this magic should just want to weaken the strength of the wizards who want to enter the door." Gellert said.

That being said, it was just an inference, and without definite results, Gellert was reluctant to risk himself.

And, speaking of energy...

Gellert silently turned his gaze to Sebastian who was standing behind Ciel.

How could the energy in a wizard's blood possibly match that of a demon's?

Sharrett paused and followed Gellert's gaze.

Sebastian, who was suddenly stared at by two people at the same time: ...

Sebastian, who was trying hard to keep smiling, had a small cross on his forehead.

As expected, I should find a chance to kill this man named Gellert...

In the end, Sebastian donated a drop of his blood under Ciel's gaze. Just one drop was enough for the three of them to pass through the stone wall.

Gellert, who just wanted to give it a try, looked at Sebastian with eager eyes, and tried to talk to him several times as they passed through the long, dark and damp caves, hoping to get a drop of blood belonging to a real devil.

Sebastian ignored him completely and just looked ahead intently.

At the end of the road is a large lake with a small boat upside down on the lakeside. There is a small piece of land in the middle of the lake with a high platform on it. If nothing unexpected happens, the protected object is on the platform.

Gellert waved his wand and put the boat into the water. Ripples appeared on the calm water, but Gellert stopped.

"What's wrong?" Charles asked.

"Something's wrong." Gellert frowned. "This lake is too calm. There might be something else in it."

"You mean in the lake?"

"Yes."

A fire snake sprang out from the top of Gellert's wand, and the bright light illuminated the dark lake surface. The densely packed "people" lurking deep in the lake also appeared in front of them.

"It's the Inferi." Gellert's face showed an interesting smile. He was now more and more interested in the thing hidden in the center of the lake.

"The so-called walking dead are corpses that have no life, soul or mind and are manipulated through the summoning of black magic."

Isn't this kind of thing...

Ciel looked up at Sebastian with a pale face.

This description is clearly no different from those "puppets" created by funeral homes by editing the revolving lanterns of the dead!

Ciel was expecting a negative answer, but he saw Sebastian nod at him.

"I really don't feel their souls." Sebastian raised a hand and pinched his chin. "If they were all corpses, that would make sense."

"However, if these Inferi can really be controlled as Mr. Grindelwald said, then perhaps they will be more popular than those created by the Undertaker."

Thinking of the tragedy committed in front of him by those zombies who knew neither fear nor pain in his previous life, Charles could not help but take a step back. Looking at the lake that had returned to its calm again, he suddenly felt a sense of panic and uneasiness in his heart.

He originally thought that such a thing would not exist in this world...

Because in the world of ordinary people, incidents like corpses injuring people do not happen.

The funeral home that he paid special attention to did not seem to have conducted similar experiments...

But, who would have thought?

These zombies have been hiding in the magical world all along!

"Welcome?" Gellert looked over. "What are you talking about?"

"It has no fear, no pain, no idea of ​​what fear is, and only desperately pursues souls and devours the living." The devil's mouth curled up slightly, and he said the same words that the funeral house had said in front of them: "In the eyes of some people, this is the most advanced animal weapon."

"There will definitely be countless people who will be tempted by this. As long as you master the spell that can create an Infernal Corpse, you will have an endless supply of Gold Galleons flowing to you."

Gellert: !!!

"Sebastian, shut up!" Charles shouted.

That kind of thing, that kind of thing he would never allow to happen!

As a former manager of the British underworld, Charles is well aware of how greedy human nature is.

Although in the short term, it may be able to reduce the casualties of soldiers.

But once this so-called "animal weapon" is put into use, someone will definitely deliberately create more corpses for profit.

If that really happens, it will only be a matter of time before the entire social system collapses completely.

"Yes, sir." Sebastian replied softly.

"Gellert, do you know how to completely eliminate them?"

“This kind of thing shouldn’t even exist.”

Gellert, who had frowned because of Sebastian's words, looked at Ciel deeply. Seeing that his young face was full of determination, he suddenly smiled again: "Don't worry, Ciel, the Inferi are afraid of light and fire."

"If I remember correctly, many of the Muggles' weapons are related to fire, so they won't cause too much trouble."

Ah, now it is easier to deal with than those "puppets" before that could only be destroyed by attacking the head.

Sebastian glanced at Gellert, who was not shaken at all by what he had just said, and couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

If this man was a little more greedy, the young master would not look at him any differently.