The Charles Becomes a Wizard

Sebastian took the ointment, dodged Ciel's outstretched hand, and knelt on one knee in front of Ciel's bed again.

"Master, let me apply medicine for you."

"I said, I can do it myself..." Charles stretched his hand forward again.

"Please don't be willful." Sebastian interrupted Charles and said, "This ointment needs to be massaged until it is absorbed in order to fully exert its effect. You still have to ride a horse tomorrow. If the wound is not treated quickly, it may cause further injury."

"However, if I fall off my horse in front of all the guests, it will be a disgrace to the Phantomhive family for generations to come."

"..." Charles' cheeks puffed up slightly. This action made him look a little more childish than usual. After his eyes wandered for a moment, he stretched his legs out from the quilt. "Hurry up."

Charles' skin was originally fair, and the wound that was just slightly red was now bright red, and the contrast was particularly obvious.

"This is really..."

Sebastian reached out and gently touched the wound, causing Ciel to shudder unconsciously.

"Well, excuse me for that," Sebastian whispered, holding Ciel's ankle with one hand, letting one of his feet rest on his knee, and then he dipped some ointment with his other hand and began to apply it to him.

This was a separated posture, which made Charles feel very uncomfortable. He suddenly felt that what he had just agreed to was a bit hasty. Charles wanted to pull his legs back together, but Sebastian's hands were still there.

The large white-gloved hand firmly grasped his ankle with a force that would not hurt him, ignoring his struggles and easily pulling his legs apart.

"Sebastian...!!!"

His ointment-soaked fingers touched the wound, and the cloth, although wet with the ointment, was still slightly rough compared to his skin, causing Charles' eyelashes to tremble.

"Master, do you have any instructions?" Sebastian raised his eyes and looked at the boy in front of him calmly with his bottomless, dark red eyes.

Charles supported himself with his hands behind his back and grasped the bed sheet beneath him. His slender white fingers created fine wrinkles on the smooth bed sheet. The stinging pain in the wound suppressed all the strange feelings that arose in Charles' heart. Now there was only one thought in his mind.

it hurts...

Charles' brows furrowed tightly.

"Move, hiss...faster." Charles said through gritting his teeth, his eyes flushed physiologically and fine beads of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

A short pain is worse than a long one. Instead of enduring long-term torture, it is better to get rid of it quickly.

Sebastian used some force to press his fingertips into the boy's snow-soft skin. Charles' head tilted back suddenly and he couldn't help but let out a low cry.

"what!"

"You can't be like this." Sebastian sighed helplessly, opened his mouth and bit the fingertips of the glove to bite off the glove stained with ointment.

The demon's cold and soft fingertips touched Charles' wound without any cover, and the cold touch made Charles tremble unconsciously...

Although Sebastian's movements were very gentle, Charles still broke out in a cold sweat after all the tossing and turning.

Ciel lay on the bed, taking small sips to calm his breathing, and glared with his watery eyes at Sebastian who was filling a basin with warm water and preparing to wipe his body with a towel.

"It's getting late now. In order to allow you to have a better rest, let me wipe it for you."

"I said......"

"Yes?"

"A wound of this severity can be healed quickly with potion, right?" Ciel said faintly.

There is no need to apply medicine at all, and there is no need to waste so much time!!!

He was in a mess just now and didn't react for a moment, but the guy in front of him definitely did it on purpose!

"Ah," Sebastian tilted his head while holding the basin of water, "but I remember Master said you didn't like taking that 'liquid made of some random stuff'."

Ciel: ...

He did say this, but that was several years ago. After truly experiencing the convenience of the potion, Ciel had long since thrown aside that dislike.

"As your butler, young master, of course I have to keep your preferences in mind." As if he saw through Charles' thoughts, Sebastian reached out and helped Charles up from the bed.

"What about restoring it to its original state?" Ciel raised his arms to make it easier for Sebastian to take off his sweat-soaked pajamas.

That spell can heal minor wounds easily.

"Excuse me." Sebastian gently wiped Ciel's chest with a wrung-out towel. "Master, your mastery of healing spells is indeed a little unsatisfactory."

Ciel: ...

This is actually true.

Charles is good at various offensive spells, and his talent in healing spells is indeed mediocre.

This is almost exactly the same as Gellert's.

However, mediocrity is only relative. He is not so poor that he cannot even cast a simple spell like "restore to new".

So... this guy really did it on purpose? ! ! !

Deliberately want to see him make a fool of himself.

Charles gritted his teeth.

"Oh?" Sebastian looked at Charles' red cheeks and asked knowingly, "Master, do you have a fever?"

"Pah." Ciel slapped away Sebastian's big hand that was reaching for his forehead. "That's enough, I want to go to sleep!"

"Even if I'm not here for today's guests," Charles changed into a new set of pajamas and turned over to lie on the bed, "I have to entertain them well."

“It would be better not to let some people take inappropriate actions.”

"Yes, my lord." Sebastian smiled gently.

......

Sebastian left Ciel's room and returned to the banquet hall.

"Ah, butler." Liu, who usually had a blue cat hanging on his arm, came over with a smile. "Has the young master rested yet?"

"Yes, the young master is still a child after all,"

"Come to think of it," the man who had been squinting opened his eyes, "those unfamiliar faces have a very special smell."

“Is this your intuition?”

"Of course, my nose is very sensitive." Liu raised his hand and touched the blue cat's head, "What's more..."

"These people seem to have been in high positions for a long time, but surprisingly they are not good at hiding their thoughts."

It's like I just stepped into human society from a closed place...