Luckily the main story is at Hogwarts

Everything in the venue was shattered to the extreme, the string in Carrie's heart, and the butchers approaching around her. However, at this moment, a voice suddenly came from the darkness again.

A strange man's voice.

Like a bright flame in the darkness... No, not like, but just.

A voice came from the darkness, and then there was a little fire. The fire flickered sleepily in the darkness, as if it might go out at any time.

But under Carrie's gaze, it did not go out in the end. Instead, it enlarged little by little and became clear, illuminating the face behind the fire.

"Crack!"

Charles put on the lighter, took a long drag on the cigarette, and then blew out the white mist.

The cigarette left and Ciel's face melted back into the darkness, but he soon resurfaced.

The fire was beating like Carrie's heart.

"Hey, what about you."

Charles held a cigarette in his mouth and gestured to the person in front of Carrie.

"That's right, it's you stupid guy."

………………

Of course Ciel can smoke. With Draco, who is not short of money, they will accept cigarettes, cigars, beer and champagne. Even in many folk schools of magic, cigarettes themselves are one of the spell-casting media. ?

He just doesn't smoke often.

Coming to this real world, he rarely touches these things that are harmful to the body.

But he really needed a cigarette to calm down right now.

Don't think it will be easy for him to fight against Jason, Tiger Willy, or Michael. These three guys are very good at fighting. Although their fighting methods are all open and close, they are so ferocious that they are not afraid of death. Style is something that not everyone can resist.

Thanks to his rich combat experience and familiarity with these people, Charles was able to lead Bess around in dangerous situations.

His coolness and freedom are all for Beth to see. Even for a handsome guy, there is a difference between running for one's life in embarrassment and walking gracefully on the enemy's blade.

In fact, this can be said to be the ultimate micro-operation.

Only Ciel himself knows the hard work and the amount of effort it took.

Moreover, Beth, who had drunk most of the bottle of red wine before, was a little drunk after all. She pestered him to ask him to have a glass too. On this occasion, even Charles would not be so cool as to get himself drunk. He needed keep Calm.

So, he needs one to calm down.

"Where did you come from?!"

The man looked at Ciel from top to bottom, as if trying to pull him out of the darkness.

"If you must know an answer."

"You can think of me as crawling out of hell. Think of all the innocent people you killed. I'm an Avenger."

"Wow, I didn't know you had such a sense of justice."

Beth, who was drunk, was obviously much bolder than before. Normally, she would definitely not speak, but at this time she suddenly spoke up.

"You don't know that I have a lot of things to do."

Seeing that it was not Madison, Charles was temporarily relieved. He hugged Beth and swore his sovereignty.

Then he waved to Carrie.

"Not coming yet?"

Carrie's feet were still a little weak, and even the soles of her feet were slipping, but she still rolled and crawled over, moving as quickly as a wild cat stealing food, shivering like a stupid cat that had fallen into the water, huddled in the Shire Behind Beth, it was as if she had found a pillow castle that could keep her safe.

The people in front of her did not stop her, perhaps because they thought that the three of Charles were already caged birds and could no longer escape.

During this time, they had surrounded the three of them.

After hearing what Charles said, the man's expression changed and became very interesting. He seemed to be reminiscing about something.

"Another messenger of justice who is too righteous?"

"I like you the most."

"hiss!"

Ciel took another drag and smiled.

He knew this guy, this group of guys.

They are probably the rich European perverts and their vicious dog thugs from the plot of the Human Skin Inn. From their shouts and Ciel's memory, we can identify them.

Why they like Justice is because they are funny.

It was obviously not just a small hotel owner who could open the Human Skin Inn. They formed a huge network with buyers, and justice did not exist at all.

The occasional messengers of justice, like hummingbirds caught in a giant net, serve no other purpose than to add a touch of fun to them.

Think about it, if a strong, brave, and self-proclaimed messenger of justice falls into their hands and becomes the same as those victims in the past, will he continue to be righteous and brave?

If it's a woman, it's even more interesting.

And unfortunately, because the modeling of the characters in the plot is not bad, the majority of FBI characters are righteous women, and most of them are very beautiful.

The Ciel in front of them reminded them of these messengers of justice.

It's been a long time since I had any fun.

"That's enough, Uriel, stop talking nonsense and get rid of him."

A voice came from the back of the crowd again, causing the man who was looking at Ciel jokingly, Uriel, to have a serious expression.

This is one of their bosses, Ms. Sophia.

Sophia's reminder reminded Uriel that this world is very strange, it is no longer the world they were familiar with in the past, and it is better to be careful in everything.

He stopped smiling.

"Today is your lucky day, boy, I'll give you a good time."

As he spoke, he raised the gun in his hand, followed by several figures behind him.

Ciel smiled again and flicked the remaining half of the cigarette out.

"What should you say at this time?"

He turned to Beth.

Beth wrinkled her nose in disgust. Her milky white skin looked like wrinkles on milk. She didn't like the smell after cigarettes.

"Smoke is not a good thing."

She said sullenly.

"Okay, I get it, but not this one."

Beth's eyes were a little blurry, and she seemed a little sleepy.

"I know, it's...flash and then burn."

"correct answer."

The exchange between the two was not loud, but not quiet either. This abnormality made Uriel feel alert and uneasy. He squinted his eyes and made a quick gesture with his hand.

The next moment, without any warning, several people started shooting together.

"Bang bang!" "Bang bang bang!"

But at this moment, the figures of the three Charles in the middle disappeared without a trace like ghosts, as if they had really merged into the darkness.

But Uriel could clearly see that at the moment before disappearing, the man seemed to be gesticulating to himself, as if he was saying something, as if he was saying...

"Where are you looking? This is what you should be looking at."

"Look, the flames are so gorgeous and bright red. Doesn't it look like the blood of the girls you bathed in?"

The voice came from behind.

Uriel turned around suddenly, but what moved faster than him was the burning pain coming from his body.

"what!!!"

He let out a shrill scream, and his movements were deformed by the burning. He found himself in a flame, and from the corner of his eye, he could see that almost everyone was the same.

A sea of ​​fire enveloped them.