The Charles Becomes a Wizard

"Father was attacked last night," Charles said straight to the point.

Weston School was under closed management, and the incident of Vincent's attack was suppressed by Butler Tanaka. Eric, who had not received the letter, certainly had no way of knowing the news.

"Father is injured?" Eric was shocked and asked in a low voice with a frown.

I'm afraid he's seriously injured...

After all, for them, Phantomhive, attacks and assassinations are commonplace. If his father's injury was not serious, there is no way that Charles would appear here so late at night.

Eric was thinking this in his mind, but he was soon slapped in the face.

"It's just a minor injury. I'll be fine after two days of bed rest."

"then you......"

"This is not what we are going to talk about tonight." Charles looked at Eric steadily. His serious and tense expression made Eric feel uneasy.

"Tell me, Eric, did father ever tell you that the queen wanted to destroy the Phantomhive family?"

Eric's eyes suddenly widened and he felt as if he was hallucinating.

He could understand every word that Charles said, but the combination of these characters made him completely incomprehensible.

"Hahahaha," Eric laughed subconsciously, "Charles, stop joking. This kind of thing..."

"Where did you hear this rumor? How could something like this be true when it has no basis in fact?"

Their Phantomhive family has been loyal to Her Majesty the Queen for generations. Why would the Queen want to destroy the sharp sword in her hand?

In Eric's opinion, those who spread this news outside just disliked the Phantomhive family and wanted to sow discord between the Phantomhive family and the queen.

How could anyone believe such a crude and crude method?

but,

According to Eric's understanding of his brother, Charles has never been a person who likes to speak without thinking. If he is not absolutely sure, Charles will not say such outrageous news...

Meeting Charles' complicated gaze, the smile on Eric's face gradually became stiff.

Eric took a step back unconsciously, his voice trembling slightly, with a hint of bewilderment: "Charles, are you kidding me?"

Since he was born, Eric had accompanied Vincent to meet Her Majesty the Queen many times. The kind old man had always been very good to him, giving him preferential treatment that no one else had ever had. He had also touched his head more than once, looking forward to his growth and praising his excellence.

He was even eligible to bypass his father and communicate directly with the queen - a right only a very small number of nobles had.

In Eric's heart, this old woman was no different from his own family, and he gladly accepted his fate of continuing to serve her when he grew up.

In order to better serve the Queen, he has been working hard to improve himself over the years, even if his hands are stained with the blood of his own kind prematurely.

But now Charles suddenly told him that the old man wanted to destroy his home and kill his relatives...

How could Eric believe this?

Queen, how could the Queen...

"How could that be?" Eric murmured.

"There must be some misunderstanding here. Yes, this must be just a misunderstanding!"

"Eric." Charles held the shocked Eric's shoulders, and his deep blue eyes looked into his eyes, not allowing him to escape at all: "Father was attacked in the manor last night."

"When the werewolves broke into the manor, there was no movement in the magic circle in the manor. If the servants had not heard the noise and woke up the wizard stationed in the manor, you would have received the news of your father's death today."

Eric's pupils suddenly tightened.

Charles had said so much, it was impossible for Eric not to know what he wanted to express.

But the reality before him undoubtedly overturned Eric's cognition of the past decade.

Eric felt as if there was a big hole in his heart, with cold wind constantly blowing in. The bone-chilling chill spread from his heart to his limbs, making him tremble unconsciously.

"You mean, father..."

"That's right, my father wants to sacrifice the entire family to fulfill his loyalty." Charles said word by word.

Even though he was heartbroken and about to die, Charles still said these words himself.

He knew early on that running away would not solve any problems.

No matter how dirty and ugly the reality is,

He and Eric also had to accept it and face it.

"But I don't want to be used as a victim again."

Sighing and regretting are useless.

This time he will never let himself become a prey to others, this time he will take the initiative into his own hands.

Ciel's eyes turned stern, and he exuded an oppressive feeling that could not be ignored.

Ah, that's it.

Even though stained with despair,

We must also put aside the past, fight against reality, and never lose our nobility.

The young master's soul is indeed unique...

Sebastian's obscure gaze was fixed on Charles for a long time, like a greedy dragon staring at a treasure that excited his heart.

"Charles..." Eric was stunned for a moment because Charles had never behaved in front of him before.

"Eric, I need your answers."

"Charles, what do you want to do?"

"Eric, I won't accept this." Charles took a half step forward and put his forehead against Eric's, as if he was talking to himself or to Eric: "I just... won't accept this."

Of course, Charles knew why his father made this decision, but he was still unwilling to accept it.

Why?

Why did the Phantomhive family give so much to the queen and the royal family, but those people just threw them out to take the blame?

Obviously, the actions of the Phantomhive family are all in accordance with the orders of the royal family. Why should they be sacrificed to eliminate the anger of the nobles?

Charles thought that he was probably a selfish person who didn't care about the development of the country or its future.

So what if the rights of the nobles have affected the royal family?

He just wants his family members in this life to live well.

If this kind of thing were to lead to the end of this country, it would mean that this country is nothing special and there is no need to save it...

Eric looked at Charles who was so close to him and was silent for a long time, then slowly raised his hand and stroked his cheek.

Although he didn't know what Charles had been through, he looked really tired.

Eric gently closed his eyes, feeling the warmth coming from Charles' forehead, and sighed softly: "I'm not willing to accept this..."