The Charles Becomes a Wizard

Sebastian did not answer Charles' question immediately, but just kept looking at him quietly in the same posture.

Under the gaze of those dark red eyes, Charles felt as if a bucket of cold water was poured on his head, and his originally excited emotions calmed down instantly.

This feeling of being watched all the time, being measured and evaluated as to whether he can bring more pleasure to himself, and whether he is qualified to continue living...

Ciel closed his eyes, his thin eyelids hiding the emotions surging in his eyes.

After a moment, the boy's slightly hoarse voice was heard again in the room, but this time his voice was obviously much calmer.

"Sebastian, investigate those two wizards carefully. I want to know why the werewolves suddenly appeared."

Wow, you are worthy of being a young master. You calmed down so quickly.

Even if I am blinded by meaningless emotions for a moment, I will wake up as quickly as possible. This kind of indifferent yet proud attitude is the soul I long for...

"Yes, my lord."

The demon dressed in black bowed but did not leave immediately.

"...What are you waiting for?" Charles' eyes were cold and his hands behind his back were clenched into fists.

"Before that, I need to treat the wound on your face first." Sebastian took two steps forward, stretched out two fingers, pinched Charles' delicate chin and forced him to raise his head.

"Is this kind of thing okay?"

Is this the time to worry about such trivial matters?!

Charles frowned and subconsciously wanted to take a step back, but Sebastian's big hand on his shoulder held him down firmly.

"Master, please don't move."

The thumb wearing a white glove gently rubbed the wound on Charles' face. The rough cloth rubbed against the tiny wound, causing a stinging pain.

The smell of blood in the air, which is imperceptible to ordinary people, is infinitely magnified in the devil's perception.

Sweet and fragrant,

A scent that perfectly matches the young master's pure and delicious soul...

The devil's dark red eyes were filled with obscure and sticky desires, as if he wanted to tear Charles apart and eat him directly.

His head slowly dropped, and a large shadow fell on Charles, blocking the bright light behind him.

"Hey you......"

A sudden feeling of uneasiness rose in Charles' heart, but the next second he froze because he felt something wet and soft touching the wound.

"Pa." When he realized what it was, Ciel raised his hand and slapped Sebastian hard.

He could hardly control his trembling body, and his angry deep blue eyes were covered with a faint layer of watery light, like precious gems, reflecting a dazzling and charming light.

"Get out of here!"

Charles shouted sharply.

There was an obvious red mark on Sebastian's cheek. He put one hand on his chest and bent down to face Charles, whose face was filled with fear and anger. He ignored the other's subconscious avoidance and turned around quietly and walked out of the house.

Not yet...

Just be patient a little longer...

The demon, with his back to Ciel, slowly smiled.

It was not until he heard the sound of the door closing that the strength that Charles had been trying to maintain faded from his face. He fell back into the chair as if his spine had been pulled out.

Shame and anger mixed in his heart.

Charles put his legs on the chair, hugged his knees tightly with his arms, and buried his head in his arms. He curled up into a ball like a little animal trying to protect himself.

Sebastian.

What do you want...

doing what?

......

Putting aside other things, Sebastian was still very efficient. Within half a day, the information that Charles ordered him to investigate appeared on Charles' desk in the form of documents.

Judging from the information, Voldemort is not the culprit.

He only secretly controlled a part of the wizards working for the Phantomhive family, wanting to monitor Phantomhive's movements, and had no intention of directly becoming an enemy of the Phantomhive family.

In this case, the werewolf is worth pondering.

Anyway, there was no way Ciel would believe such nonsense as "it was just an accident".

Any werewolf can break in. Do you really think that all the layers of layout in the manor are just for show?

Doesn't Gellert, who helped set up the magic circle, have any respect?

So... who would do this to his family?

Who do they want to target, themselves or their father?

Even if a person who has been bitten by a werewolf survives, there is a high chance that he will become a werewolf. The person behind this may not just want to threaten him...

Ciel suddenly realized that they were trying to torture his father.

"Young Master, Master Vincent said that this matter can be left to him. He has made some progress, so you don't need to worry too much." Sebastian said.

Hearing his voice, Charles' fingers that were tapping lightly on the table froze unconsciously for a moment, and then he propped up his chin with one hand as if nothing had happened. His eyes dimmed and his thoughts seemed to have returned to that night when the flames were blazing.

The blazing fire in the manor, the servants' shrill screams, the blood and broken limbs all over the ground...

He would never allow that to happen again!

He would never allow his family to die in front of him again!

"Even so, I can't really..."

Just leave it alone.

and many more.

A figure suddenly appeared in Charles' mind.

Charles supported himself on the table with both hands and stood up with a bang. The legs of the chair made a harsh noise when rubbing against the floor, but Charles didn't care to care.

"Oh, what's wrong?" Sebastian smiled faintly.

"He looked like a frightened rabbit."

If it wasn't a wizard, then it would make sense...

Most of the servants of the Phantomhive family were trained since childhood, so their loyalty is of course beyond question. It is not something that ordinary people can do to control and bribe such people, or to plant undercover agents among them.

"...You guessed it a long time ago?"

"Didn't I tell you? I won't lie to you."

"We have thoroughly investigated both the suspected wizard and the werewolf. From the results of the investigation, it is clear that this was just an accident."

"Are these investigations just to fool me?" Charles gritted his teeth.

"I am just a butler," Sebastian tilted his head, "I will only faithfully follow the orders of my master and do what you have ordered."

"As long as you give the order, I will become the sword in your hand."

"Well, Master, do you want to give orders?"