The Charles Becomes a Wizard

Ciel had long since given up the meaningless struggle and curled up quietly in Sebastian's arms, looking up at the demon's angular jaw.

His eyes were somewhat blank, as if he was exploring something or wandering in space. He did not slowly look away until Sebastian regained his balance.

What came into Charles's sight was a ruin.

The ground was overgrown with weeds and piled with rubble. The brick and stone walls were covered with moss. The towering walls had become dilapidated after years of erosion, leaving only a few broken walls, which looked a bit desolate under the cold moonlight.

here it is......

Charles' pupils suddenly contracted, then relaxed again.

Although it was a little sudden and he didn't understand why, Charles was actually prepared for it. He knew that this day would come sooner or later.

"Sebastian." The boy's slightly cold voice sounded in the silent night sky.

"Yes, Master."

"Are you... planning on getting paid?"

Otherwise, why would he be brought here?

This is the place where the devil planned to devour his soul after everything ended in the previous life.

"Oh, are you going to go back on your word?" Sebastian, holding Charles in his arms, jumped down from a high treetop and landed right in the center of the ruins. He lowered his eyes to look at the little boy in his arms, his dark red eyes flashing ominously in the darkness.

"Or are you beginning to cherish your soul?"

"It's just a soul. Take it if you want it."

Ciel gave Sebastian a calm look.

It was agreed early on that the devil would get his soul as a reward after helping him complete his revenge.

He was not a shameless guy, and he had no ability or intention to break the contract.

He just...

He just felt a little melancholy.

If I had known this would be the last time we met, I should have said goodbye to Eric properly before leaving...

Sebastian's lips curled up into a slight smile. He bent down and placed Charles on the stone bench in the ruins. The cold touch of the stone bench made Charles shiver violently.

"Master," Sebastian gently stroked Ciel's cheek, his tall figure casting a shadow over the skinny boy, "Didn't I tell you that I will continue to play this game with you as long as you are willing?"

"You know I'm not going to lie to you."

"So, what do you want to do?" Charles frowned slightly, and his deep blue eyes, like the most precious gems, met the devil's gaze without avoiding or blinking.

"Why did you bring me to this place?"

"It's just that I want to be alone with the young master for some time."

"After all, the following conversation is not suitable for others to hear."

Sebastian's fingers touched the corners of Charles' eyes and rubbed them gently. Both the movements and the sounds were extremely gentle, but it made Charles feel as if he was tightly entangled by a cold and poisonous snake.

Alarm bells went off in his mind, but Ciel was completely locked in by Sebastian's aura and couldn't even avoid the devil's touch.

The power gap between humans and demons is so huge that it makes people despair.

"Master." Sebastian lifted up Charles' delicate chin, and his dark red eyes carefully examined his cheek inch by inch. His gaze, as if it were real, made Charles' face turn blue and red, and brought out a little imperceptible panic.

"Perhaps, would you like to sign a new contract with me?" After a long while, Charles heard Sebastian ask in a low voice.

Sebastian actually didn't know what kind of emotion he had towards Ciel, whether it was appetite, possessiveness, or the ridiculous "love" that humans talk about...

He only knew that if he wanted to get Ciel, then Ciel had to be his, simple and direct.

What's more, the reason why Charles is still alive today is inseparable from his contribution. Isn't it natural for me to give myself completely to him as a reward?

Demons are probably the most casual creatures in the world. Now that you've found your heart set on one, just keep it by your side.

After all, for an immortal devil, he has a lot of time, and he doesn't mind wasting some of it on this boy who always does things that amaze him.

“You can survive and finish whatever you haven’t finished yet.”

"I will still be your most loyal servant, but as a price, you need to give me everything you have before I lose interest." Sebastian's fingertips gently touched Charles' lips.

This behavior was a bit too ambiguous, and all the abnormal behaviors of the devil before instantly connected in Charles' mind.

Charles' eyes suddenly widened, and he felt as if his heart was being grabbed forcefully by an invisible giant hand. Before he could feel the sour and swollen feeling, an indelible chill spread from his bones.

The hidden meaning in the devil's words instantly evoked some of Charles' memories that were not at all good. Charles' face turned slightly pale, and he pursed his lips, trying to resist those dirty memories from re-entering his mind.

The air around him suddenly became sticky. Charles said nothing. He seemed to have shrunk into a solid shell, trying hard to separate himself from the outside world, as if only in this way could he protect himself from harm from the outside world.

"Master," Sebastian began in a leisurely tone, "I don't believe you have never considered that this situation might occur."

"You must have thought that I would ask you to do this," Sebastian looked at the boy with empty eyes, "You must have thought that I might do this to you..."

"That's enough." Charles closed his eyes and interrupted him, "Stop talking."

Anger, shame, fear and other emotions intertwined together. Charles' chest heaved violently. He wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he sadly found that he could not utter a word.

After all, when all was said and done, he was nothing more than a sacrifice to the devil.

He was ready to sacrifice everything, body and soul, to gain the power of the devil.

Ask yourself, has he really never thought about the possibility that the devil would be interested in his body?

How could a person who is used to seeing the sinister nature of human hearts and the deep and complex thoughts miss this possible outcome?

Of course he had thought about it, but his stubborn pride made him subconsciously avoid this possibility.

What is it like to be a member of the Phantomhive family and commit yourself to a butler?

However, now that Sebastian has pushed him to this point, there seems to be no point in escaping.

It would be better to think carefully about how to face it next, or use the devil's inexplicable emotions to make yourself live longer...

Anyway...he had already sold himself willingly in order to fulfill his wish, so why is he acting like he was being coerced and wronged now?

It's just too ugly...

Charles would not allow himself to show such an ugly appearance, nor would he regret his decision.

What's more, even though he had the "Contract", he had no way to get rid of Sebastian.

Ciel slowly exhaled a breath, trying to calm himself down again, and soon his face regained its dead calmness. If Sebastian hadn't been looking at him, he would probably have overlooked the rejection and resentment that flashed across his eyes.

"Why?" Charles curled his fingers at his sides uncomfortably.

"Master?"

"Why, now?" Ciel's lips curled up in a sarcastic arc, "Could it be that as a demon, you really have been blinded by that stupid potion and completely abandoned your own aesthetics?"

"How could that be?" Sebastian raised his eyebrows slightly, and pressed the fingers on Charles' lips slightly harder, making a shallow depression on his pale lips.

The overly intimate action made Charles subconsciously want to dodge. His long eyelashes trembled, but he forced himself to hold back.

"The love potion just made me realize some things that I have overlooked in the past." Unlike his frivolous actions, Sebastian's voice was still respectful, which seemed quite ironic considering the current situation.

"I noticed that I spent too much energy on you." Sebastian slowly bent down. He could feel the boy's unconscious trembling, and he could see his increasingly enlarged figure gradually occupying the boy's clear eyes. This discovery made him feel happy...

Watching Sebastian getting closer and closer, Charles felt his heartbeat getting more and more intense, a little cold sweat seeped out of his forehead, and the strong feeling of oppression almost made him breathless. Finally, the devil's thin lips stopped only an inch away from his lips, and the slightest movement would result in their touching.

Charles straightened his back and instinctively tried to avoid it, but the demon's other hand firmly grasped his slender neck, entangled with his breath.

"Sebastian!"

Actually, some of them are too much...

The warm breath hit his face, and Charles's breathing was choked. He turned his eyes away unconsciously, deceiving himself into thinking that if he did so, the guy in front of him would disappear.

A faint red spread along the tender neck, and the beautiful eyes were covered with a layer of watery color because of shame. He raised his hand and pressed it against Sebastian's shoulder. His slender white fingers pinched tiny folds on the black tuxedo, and the boy ordered in a stern tone.

"Let me go!"

"Master," Charles heard a deep laugh, "Demons are never selfless. We are greedy by nature. I think you should be aware of this."

"Ah..." Charles tried hard to ignore the faint itch on his lips, and the hand on his neck that was full of presence and control. He lowered his eyebrows slightly, and after a while, he sighed softly as if he had figured something out, "Sebastian."

"Master, I'm here." Sebastian's dark red eyes were fixed on the child who seemed to be driven into despair by him. There was a bit of pity and love in his eyes, as if he was looking at a little animal that had been trapped in a trap, with its head broken and bleeding but still unable to break free.

The fingers that were originally pressed on the lips gently rubbed the boy's faintly red eyes, and the rough gloves rubbed the corners of his eyes to bring out a more beautiful color.

"Master, what do you want to say? Or are you tired and want to go back and rest?"

Ciel's ears were still burning, but his voice was so soft and gentle, as if it would be blown away by the wind: "I need to think carefully, let me be quiet for a while."

The current situation is obviously not a good time for negotiation. Even if he really wants to sign a new contract with the devil, he has to wait until his mind is completely calm before he can think of a way to sell himself for a "good price"...

Charles did not have much time to feel sad about his soon-to-be-determined fate. He almost coldly measured his own value and calculated how he could use this to gain greater benefits.

"Of course, but I don't think you would mind if I charged some interest in advance."

"What are you talking about..."

The sudden warmth on his lips made Charles open his eyes wide. He stared at the demon so close to him, like a doll that suddenly lost its soul.

Sebastian's big hand clasped on the back of the boy's neck exerted a little force, forcing his head back and drawing his back into a beautiful arc. The tall and heavy figure completely imprisoned Charles between himself and the back of the chair, leaving him no room to resist or struggle.

The crimson tip of the tongue pried open Charles' teeth without much effort, and licked and gnawed. The demon, who had been hungry for a long time, greedily tasted the flesh soaked in the fragrance of the soul over and over again, until the last second before the boy in his arms was about to suffocate, he finally left reluctantly, letting the boy, who was breathing rapidly and dizzy, fall headfirst into his chest.

"Master..." Sebastian pulled Charles into his arms, burying his tall nose in Charles' shoulders and neck. The aroused hunger caused the beast's aura to surge suddenly, and the strong evil thoughts emanating from his body almost condensed into substance.

And the most delicious and appetizing meal for Sebastian was right in front of him without any resistance...

The demon's pupils became sharp, and he opened his mouth slightly, revealing his pale and sharp canine teeth...

"Pa!" Charles, whose body was shaking uncontrollably, raised his hand and slapped Sebastian hard. The crisp sound also brought back Sebastian's consciousness which was almost lost.

The dark red eyes looked at the boy whose face was flushed but who was glaring at him angrily.

"You guy..."

"Master," the devil dressed in black gently curved his eyebrows, his smile was gentle and harmless, but the words he said almost ignited all the anger in Charles' heart.

"thanks for treatment."