devil contract

In the dark night, a black figure quickly shuttled through the rooms, as if looking for something.

"It's very impolite to enter someone's home without the master's permission, Sebastian." With a snap of his fingers, the room suddenly lit up, and Sebastian looked at Simpson standing in front of him with a cold face.

"Prisoning my master without authorization, where are you polite? Where is he, I want to take him back." Sebastian is very disturbed now, he is very worried about Ciel, because he can't feel Ciel's breath, causing The reason for this can only be that Ciel is not conscious now.

"Oh, this is not a begging tone. Put away your disgusted expression, all the initiative is in my hands." Simpson said bitterly, damn it, it was not the expression he expected.Sebastian still had a cold expression.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do." In order to get news from Ciel, Sebastian had to compromise.

"I wish I had been so obedient earlier, come with me." Simpson signaled Sebas to follow him.

Walking into a room full of various instruments of torture, Sebas realized it was a torture room.

"Well, not bad. I can't help but get excited when I think of your painful expression." Simpson picked up a handcuff surrounded by nails, and walked towards Sebas with bright eyes.

"Oh, you are really perverted, Simparson." Sebastian stretched out his hand helplessly.

"You won't be so stubborn in a while." With a click, the handcuffs covered with iron nails were handcuffed to Sebas's hands, and the sound of iron nails touching bones could be heard, and the blood suddenly Flow like a note.

"How are you feeling, Sebastian?" Simpson smirked.

"Is this the only level? Simparson, you are really useless."

"It's really hard-talking." Simpson pressed a button, Sebas's body lightened, and he was hoisted up. Due to the sinking of his body, the iron nail was inserted a little deeper, and blood dripped down his sleeve. It fell to the ground, and soon a small puddle of blood dripped out.

Sebastian frowned, holding back his silence.Seeing that Sebastian still refused to make a sound, Simpson became annoyed, took down the whip hanging on the wall, and lashed at Sebas's body fiercely. The sound of skin being torn was especially obvious in this empty room .

"Forgive me, Sebastian, I'll let you go if you beg for mercy." Simpson said viciously while pumping Sebastian's body.

"Cough, master...where is he?" Sebastian coughed up a mouthful of blood, but opened his mouth to ask about Charles' whereabouts.

"Hahaha, okay, okay, Sebastian, you just refuse to beg for mercy, don't you? I'll tell you the whereabouts of my lover, he is lying naked in the room, Sebastian, his skin It's really nice, so fair." Simpson was only talking fast, but he didn't know what he would encounter in the next moment.

"Hmph." Sebastian sneered with his head down, weird and terrifying.

"You...what are you laughing at?" Simpson felt unprecedented fear, and Sebas was carrying a strong hostility at this moment.

With a clatter, Sebas broke the chain on his hand and stood up.His body was surrounded by black feathers, his sharp teeth were exposed, his red eyes were bloody, the original form of a devil.Sebastian crushed the handcuffs on his hands and approached Simpson step by step.

"No. Don't come close to me." Simpson waved his whip frantically. He had never felt such a terrible hostility. He felt that Sebastian could tear himself apart just by taking a step forward.But it was too late, Sebas easily grabbed the drawn whip, tore it into several sections and threw it on the ground.

"Heh heh heh." Such a sneer seemed to come from hell, and Simpson collapsed on the ground.Sebastian squatted down in front of him, wiping Simpson's snow-white clothes with bloody hands, leaving a dazzling blood red.The hand moved to Simpson's shoulder, and with a click, there was a crisp sound of bones breaking.

"Ah...stop...ah." Simpson's painful face became hideous.

"Where is he?" The simple tone was enough to make Simpson's hair stand on end.

"I... what I said... will you spare me?" Simpson was looking for the last chance.With a click, the bones in the foot were also broken by Sebas.

"Ah... no..." Simpson twitched in pain.

"Where is he?" Sebastian repeated, putting his hands on Simplison's head.Simpson rolled his eyes and looked up, his twitching became even more severe.

"In...in the last room. Let me go, I've told you." Simparson begged for mercy.

"What's the use of a demon with broken bones?" Sebastian ruthlessly announced his death, and slowly leaned towards Simpson with a handsome face.

"No...no...ah..."

After dealing with Simpson, Sebastian hurriedly ran to the last room, opened the door, saw everything in front of him, and his heart ached fiercely. Charles was naked to the waist, leaning against the corner with his eyes closed.Sebastian felt more scared than ever, he was afraid that what was in front of him was a cold corpse.Walking over slowly, he stroked Charles' cheek, fortunately, there was still body temperature, Sebas hissed.

"No." Feeling someone touching him, Charles hugged his body tightly and shrank back to the corner.

"It's me, master." Sebastian gently stroked his hair and called him softly.Ciel opened his eyes, and Sebas's gentle eyes met his eyes, and he threw himself into Sebas's arms.

"Sebastian, you...you bastard. It took you so long to come." Ciel buried his face in Sebastian's neck, absorbing Sebastian's breath, and said with some sobs.

"Yes, I'm not good, I should have come earlier." Sebastian hugged Shire tightly to reassure himself, he didn't want to try anymore because of the fear of losing Shire.

"Sebastian, you got hurt again because of me." Ciel said distressedly as he stroked Sebastian's wound.

"Oh, it's worth the injury to worry the young master." Sebastian kissed Charles' cold lips.

"Uh... Se... Sebastian. Carry me back, I don't want to stay here." Charles blushed and said with his body already feeling.

"Yes." Sebastian smiled and pulled off the sheet on the bed, wrapped Charles up, and walked out with him in his arms.Today, I must love the young master severely, and let him know how much I care about him, love him, and fear losing him.