[Black Butler] Ate that spider

Charles was taken into a hall, and a brown hexagram formation was drawn in the center of the circular hall.The house seemed to be hidden underground, and the cold and stale air squeezed into his immature lungs, and every breath would be as painful as a bad cold.The air smelled of blood, five corpses were displayed in the center of the hexagram, and a crooked man stood on a high platform beside the corpses.He didn't wear a mask, but his real face was more terrifying than the mask.

One of his eyes does not exist, and there is only a hole where the nose used to be. His mouth is crooked, and he can't stop hissing and leaking air when he speaks. He is such an ugly man, standing in the middle of the room, with a Dozens of masked people surrounded the circle.

"We all know," he said, his voice hoarse and scraped like sandpaper, "everyone knows that the end of the world is coming. God is angry because of our foolish actions and sins we have committed. Everyone will be judged. Therefore, for redemption, God, I offer you a beautiful lamb, please use their blood to forgive our sins!" As he spoke, several people rushed forward and took off Charles' clothes , he was pulled onto the altar, lying on the cold and dirty stone platform, the only sight in his eyes was the ceiling distorted by the torch.

He turned his head sideways and looked at the corpse lying on the ground. Every throat was cut open. Before he could see clearly, someone grabbed his hair and forced him to lift his head. Something cold was pressed against his throat, which was sharp and irritating. against his skin.

"God, forgive our sins! Let the cracks in the sky disappear! Let your people once again sing praises to your mercy!" Among the countless voices of approval, only Shire's crying was so piercing.

Why is there such a thing in the world?

He doesn't understand, and doesn't need to understand, the lamb in the cage doesn't need to understand why it was slaughtered, and the person abandoned by fate never understands why death will come, because the two sides stood in different positions from the beginning.

The only thing that Charles could think of, the thing that deeply occupied his mind, was fear.

Thinking of this was a pause, because he saw something that would never appear here—a butterfly.To be precise, it was a blue butterfly, flapping its wings, flying up and down in a dark room.

All the voices were instantly muted, and the darkness faded away. He remembered for a long time, no, how he and Elizabeth caught butterflies in the huge courtyard a few months ago.That clumsy flying method and clumsy posture.He remembered how happy he was then.

Yes, there are beautiful things in the world, such as flowers, butterflies, and sunlight, but he was locked in a cage and struggled in the dark.Looking at the beauty from a distance, I understand the sadness of my own life.The innocence that had been forcibly peeled off, which he wished for, cruelly mocked his pain in such an innocent way.

God?Where is God? !What did he do wrong?Why did you kill his parents and throw him into this hell to suffer? If life is given to take away, then what on earth do you think he has done?

Sad tears rolled down his eyes.

The butterfly made a circle directly above him, and slowly landed on the tears in the corner of his eyes, stretched out its mouthparts, picked up a large drop of water and sent it back to his mouth.

This guy. . .Are you thirsty?Embarrassed by such a dumbfounding fact, Charles burst into laughter.

The desolate smile has the aftertaste of crying.

Don't give up.In a trance, it seemed to hear the butterfly saying.

The voice was weak and sounded like a girl.

"what do you?"

"Shikigami, I am your lord's shikigami, your eyes." She replied, stretched out a slender paw and touched Charles' face, it felt itchy, but she didn't hate it, "Don't be afraid, Don't worry, calmness is needed on blue days..."

For some reason, Charles, who suddenly felt very embarrassed, chuckled, and his voice kept echoing in the silent hall.

"What are you laughing at!" The twisted man, who looked like a priest, asked.

How can you say it's not funny?

Charles laughed, sternly, and closed his eyes as if giving up.

"...I see, you got one thing wrong, no, I got one thing wrong too," the priest said to himself, and then he said loudly to everyone, "This person should not be sacrificed .”

Charles' heart suddenly jumped, could it be said. . .Is he going to be pardoned? !

"Showing a despicable smile on the holy altar, such a lamb who defiles the holy ceremony, is not worthy of the Lord's gift! Not only his person, his blood, but everything about him should be reduced to ashes with filthy punishment !"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Everyone agreed. In the darkness, something that belonged to another world seemed to occupy their hearts, and drove all sympathy and compassion to another place that could shine on the light. world.

There is no light in this world, and the world is afraid of light.

All votes were passed, and immediately someone pulled Shire up and tied him to a black iron pillar. There were still traces of burning on the ground, and he was talking silently.

"Water. May the water wash away your arrogance," the priest sang.

More than a dozen buckets of water were splashed on him, choking his mouth and nose, and he coughed crazily like a tuberculosis.

"Fire, may the fire burn away your sins," he sang again.

Seven or eight people piled up firewood at his feet and poured a layer of hot oil on it. The priest walked up to him with a torch and shook his hands lightly. The sparks rolled back and almost burned his hair.

"Repent, I will give you the last chance to repent for your sins," said the priest.

"If I repent, will you let me go?" Charles asked.

"...No, at least you may be forgiven by God," he replied.

"If it is said that the existence of God is to kill my parents and throw me into this place where the world is insulted like a beast, I curse him. I curse every one of you! Every one of you! What you did today must be I will be punished ten times, no, a hundred times! I... I swear in the name of Charles Phantomhine, even if I am killed, even if I am thrown into hell, I will turn into a demon and use my own hands , crawl out of hell for revenge!!!"

"Stubborn!" the priest cursed, throwing the torch on the firewood.

The fire started.

Burned at Charles' feet, but not on him.

A transparent film opened in an oval shape, just wrapped him inside, and a blue butterfly rested on his shoulder, with burn marks on the edges of its wings.

"No...don't be afraid...it's okay...everything will be fine..." the female voice spoke intermittently, as if enduring great pain.

Charles stared at the edge of the butterfly's wings, opened his eyes wide, but his vision began to blur.

Just like the damage blocked by the butterfly's opened membrane, all the damage is returned to her.

"Why?" he asked, no. . .Should it be betrayed?Just like what he saw in the cage these days, every time a sacrifice is chosen, the children betray each other. Isn't human beings just a kind of sad creation that wants to survive even if it's just for one day?

Shire is not stupid, so out of seven children, he was the penultimate one to be sacrificed.

He hated that technique, but learned to use it quickly.The only one who survived was the red-haired boy whom he considered a friend, and then his friend, betrayed him without hesitation.

He didn't cry when he was betrayed, and he didn't cry when he killed others in order to live a dirty life, but he couldn't cry when someone, no, just a butterfly voluntarily died for himself.

"My lord... I want to protect Sir Charles, so... as your shikigami, I... will do it for you..." She answered immaturely like a child who doesn't understand anything, maybe more than Charles was even younger.

Xia Er suddenly felt that if it was true that such an innocent life died because of him, he would spend his whole life in regret and pain.

It was as if the heart that had been blackened by the distorted underground atmosphere was illuminated by the light lit by others with their lives, the coldness in his heart receded like a tide, his eyes lit up, and the courage that was taught by his parents since childhood returned Back on his body, his face also calmed down.

"Let's go, Miss Butterfly, I... have already involved enough people."

"It's not a butterfly, it's a honey bug, my name!" The voice rose again, and a complaining girl with her arms akimbo appeared in a trance.

So to speak. . .How naive, to care about such a small matter at such a critical moment of life and death.Xia Er suddenly remembered whether this guy had just shed a drop of his own tears just now. . .

Thinking of this, the honey bug stretched out his mouth again, rolled up the remaining water drops on his body, and slowly sent them back to his mouth.

Say something. . .

Only then did Charles notice that after burning for so long, the furious crowd had added firewood three times, but the burnt marks on the wings of the honey bugs did not increase at all.

Spirits seem to be better too.

"You..." Xia Erxu asked, "Aren't you about to be burned to death?"

"Who told you, I'm too good at using barriers, so my wings were burned a little bit. If I was really about to be burned to death, I must have left you and ran away."

"Don't you want to realize your adult's dream no matter what!"

"As a human being, if you don't work hard and blame a cute and delicate little butterfly, are you really okay?" She was confident.

Charles shut up. He stared at the butterfly that was arranging its wings. He really wanted to shout, you bastard, give me back my emotion!What about speaking greatness?What about friendship?All I see now is the malice of the entire universe, bastard!

"Hey, hey," the butterfly said quietly after finishing its wings, "you'd better pretend to be in pain and fear. Because I only know the barrier of fire prevention, if they use other methods, I can't help it..."

"Why didn't you say something so important earlier!"

"Is it really okay for you human beings to blame a beautiful young butterfly for not being able to do anything all day long?!"

This reason is a panacea.

Just as Charles was about to put on a frightened look, he heard the priest say, "Change it."

The fire was extinguished, Charles was caught and put on the altar again, looking at the knives lined up beside him, and the butterfly flying in the air, his last wish before he died was to catch that butterfly Come down and beat me up!

The author has something to say:

In fact, the butterfly is a shikigami, one of the shikigami that Ye Qingzhou set up in London at the beginning.

Because shikigami and his vision share the same vision, he suddenly ran away in the banquet chapter because he saw that Shire was in danger.

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