The Charles Becomes a Wizard

What is it like for demons and humans to live together?

It's no exaggeration to say that it was a chaotic situation at the beginning.

The demon, whose taste buds are different from those of humans, tries his best to prepare meals that suit human tastes for the delicate and frail young master, and works tirelessly to deal with those who want to deprive the boy of his life one after another.

In order to support the whole family as soon as possible, the little boy studied all kinds of knowledge frantically day and night, from horse riding and hunting to sitting posture and various languages. The devil's stick left red marks on his tender palms, and those tedious and complicated knowledge were deeply imprinted in his mind.

From the chaos of war at the beginning when they disliked each other to the peaceful coexistence later, everything seemed to be moving in a good direction...

But it just "seems".

No one can forget the devil's ultimate goal.

As Ciel and Sebastian got along better and better, everyone's hearts were lifted.

No one knew whether this young boy had been deceived by the obedience shown by the devil. To be fair, if they were in Charles' position, they would probably have already trusted the devil.

Even though they didn't know much about creatures like demons, they knew it was very bad for prey to become dependent on predators.

Finally, the boy in a tuxedo knelt on one knee in front of the queen. In the luxurious hall, amid the envious and jealous gazes of everyone, he became a real earl.

The devil, who had been disguising himself very well, finally revealed his ferocious fangs.

[“Well, why don’t you give up this stupid idea of ​​revenge?” Sebastian lowered his eyes and looked at the boy walking in front of him. His tone was extremely gentle, and there was a hint of temptation: “Status, property, beautiful fiancée, everything you need.”

"Just live happily like this."】

"Oh no, he might want to act ahead of time!" The wizards' hearts skipped a beat when they noticed that Sebastian's dark red eyes were flashing ominously.

"Don't agree..." Someone clenched his fists anxiously.

"We can't agree to this!" Several impatient children were so anxious that they wanted to break into Charles' memories and wake him up.

[“That sounds really good.” said the boy with his back to the devil.

Sebastian's lips curled up slightly, revealing his sharp, pale fangs. His large white-gloved hands were shrouded in black mist, and were about to fall on Ciel's head.

The little animals who saw this scene turned their eyes away, unable to bear to continue looking down.

[“I didn’t come back here to gain happiness.” Charles turned his head sharply, “I came back here to fight.”

"Now that I have become the head of the Phantomhive family, I have no way out."

"I swear by the cursed Phantomhive family, I will complete my revenge!"】

He did not hesitate at all. His small figure stood with his back to the light, looking proud and stubborn, which made people feel shaken.

"......It's really dazzling." Someone sighed softly.

"What? Why are all your memories about this kid?" Grell Sutcliffe frowned in dissatisfaction.

"Ahem," Sebastian, who was kneeling on one knee, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips, "Because the young master is unique."

Draco, who used to hear similar words every now and then, now felt extremely complicated.

So, his deliberate avoidance over the years was pushing Charles into trouble? !

“Hehehe, what an interesting revolving lantern,” Undertaker laughed softly, “But you seem to only bring misfortune to the young master…”

"So please disappear." The sharp sickle was once again covered with a layer of yellow-green light, raised high and then fell.

The auditorium, which was already in a mess, was instantly covered in dust. Sebastian, who had barely avoided the attack, coughed twice softly. He looked up again and found that Undertaker had disappeared from the castle. Through the contract on the back of his hand, he could clearly feel that Ciel was getting farther and farther away from him.

His slender pupils suddenly shrank, and when he was about to chase, he was blocked by Grell Sutcliffe who was holding a chainsaw.

"Well, Sebastian, let me dye you completely red with the beautiful rose color!"

Sebastian frowned as he glanced at Ronald Knox who had also raised the lawn mower behind him. "Ah, ah... If possible, I really don't want to appear in front of people in that posture."

"As the young master's personal butler, how can I let others see me in such an unbecoming state?" Pitch-black feathers fluttered down from mid-air, covering the butler in black. The tall figure was shrouded in darkness, with only the pair of dark red eyes revealed.

"But, I have something very important to do now. All obstacles between me and the young master must be dealt with as soon as possible."

Grell Sutcliffe shuddered violently and took two steps back unconsciously. "Sebastian?"

"Ah," the devil smiled faintly, "I hope you will enjoy the special treat from the Phantomhive family."

"No, no need..." A drop of cold sweat dripped down the corner of Greer Sutcliffe's forehead. "I suddenly remembered that I have a beauty appointment this afternoon. It's almost time, so I should go."

"Snap." A pitch-black hand rested on his shoulder, causing all the hair on his body to stand up instantly.

"Rose?" The next second, the electric saw in Grayle Sutcliffe's hand was easily taken away by the devil. The motor roared violently, and accompanied by a chuckle, the saw with a cold glow fell down suddenly.

"It just so happens that I like it now too." The demon looked down at the red-haired Grim Reaper who fell to the ground and said with a smile.