"Oh my, why did the Earl come here by himself? Where is your butler?"
During the cruise dinner that evening, the undertaker found Charles in a daze on the deck.
He knew that Charles was coming, so he wanted to see what Charles was going to do.
"He's busy now. You're really good at running. If you hadn't asked the God of Death for help, would you have taken my brother's body and never come back after escaping? Huh?"
Charles turned around and spoke to the undertaker, but their smiling eyes were looking behind the undertaker.
The person he was waiting for came back!
"What brother? What corpse? Ciel, what are you talking about?"
Not only the person Charles was expecting appeared on the deck, but also Elizabeth and the Midford family.
Listening to Charles' words, Elizabeth had actually guessed something, but she subconsciously forced herself to reject this information.
"What? Of course, he's talking about this guy who has been keeping my brother's body. He even made it into a puppet, right? Funeral House!"
...
...
Charles' fingers clenched as he yelled the last sentence at the funeral home.
His brother's soul was in the belly of the devil, and his body was played around with by the god of death like a doll. They were all damn bastards!
“Hehehe…hahahahaha…”
The undertaker looked at Charles in front of him and suddenly laughed out loud.
He didn't expect that Charles really knew everything.
That Duke even told Charles such a thing, how disgusting!
"Impossible, impossible!"
When Elizabeth heard that her fiancé was actually dead, she didn't want to admit the fact and turned to get confirmed information from her family.
However, her parents and brother all looked at her with sorrowful expressions, without any shock, only some unspoken apology.
Did they know it from the beginning?
"Elizabeth, I told you, there is no possibility between you and him..."
As a mother, Frances Midford did not want to make her daughter suffer, but she suddenly realized that by not explaining things clearly, she made Elizabeth feel even worse.
Looking at Charles not far away, as an aunt, she felt a little complicated.
This child could also be Charles, but he grew up crooked.
If Charles had grown in the direction that Vincent Phantomhive expected, they would actually be willing to accept him. Unfortunately, things did not develop according to their goals from the beginning.
"I didn't expect that you all knew about it, but why didn't you expose him? As long as he is not Ciel Phantomhive..."
He stopped talking after the funeral home, and his eyes hidden by his white hair revealed a sad look.
He just didn't want to see Phantomhive die again. It was only such a small goal, why did everyone want to destroy him!
A Contract with the Devil...
As long as the Phantomhive family cannot reappear, as long as revenge cannot succeed, the devil can do nothing...
"ah--"
A sudden scream was heard from inside the cruise ship where a party was being held.
"This is crazy! Who is this bastard who created so many zombies?"
Grell, in red clothes and red hair, ran out with the Grim Reaper Chainsaw in his hand, which had been taken away for a long time.
Looking at the people on the deck, Grayer blinked and cautiously moved closer to Xingyan.
"What happened? The living dead were released?"
Xingyan looked at Grayer. This guy is the God of Death. How could he be afraid of the living dead?
The Grim Reaper, Demons, and Angels, these three are not human, and if not necessary, they can all be dematerialized when attacked physically by humans.
"Your Excellency the Duke, there are so many zombies. They bite anyone they see. They are so cruel. Many people have been killed...555..."
Grayer squatted down beside Xingyan, tentatively reached out his hand, hugged Xingyan's arm and began to cry loudly.
The crying was so loud that even though the funeral home was still in a sad mood, it was still affected.
"Is there something wrong with that god of death's brain?"
The undertaker looked back and was a little surprised that he had not noticed the young duke after he appeared.
But this is not the point. Now he really wants to ask the other two Grim Reapers who came with them, since when did the Grim Reapers no longer need to be reviewed?
It's just a boatload of dead people, why are you crying, you God of Death?
As the god of death, who hasn’t seen the scene of corpses everywhere? This small number of people is nothing big.
"You are also the god of death, and you came earlier than him. If you say he is, then it is true. Now I just want to know when you will release my brother's body. I haven't seen him for a long time. I just want my brother to come back..."
The long knife in Charles's hand was placed directly on the neck of the undertaker.
He didn't care about the god of death, he just wanted to know whose soul this guy used to put into his brother's body!
"The living dead are coming out, Charles, be careful."
Xingyan looked at the crowd that was already running out, reached out and grabbed Grell by the collar, took him and jumped onto the mast of the luxury ship, then hung the red-haired Grim Reaper who was clinging to him aside.
"Your Excellency the Duke, you are so cruel. I...you..."
After being hung up, Grayer wanted to stick to him again, but when he saw the figure beside Xingyan, he instantly became listless and silent.
"The living dead have escaped, Count. Shouldn't you run for your life first, and then think about other things..."
Undertaker looked at the sudden increase in people and the living dead on the deck, then looked down at Ciel and his smile grew wider.
The young duke doesn't seem to be planning on getting involved, so since he's just there to watch the show, there's no need to worry too much about it now.
"Give my brother's body back to me. If you still want to delay, don't blame me for being rude!"
Charles exerted a little force on the long sword in his hand, and a dark mist emerged.
The mist on the knife emerged, and the undertaker's expression instantly restrained.
It looks like an ordinary knife, but it has the power to hurt the god of death. It is really an unexpected development.
"I see. It can be seen that the Duke really cares about the Earl. But if you want to use this to restrict me, then you are thinking too simply!"
The undertaker raised his hands and several things that looked like wooden sticks appeared, blocking the knife at his neck.
At the same time, some people in the cabin who should have appeared also ran out.
"Asshole, if we let you kill him here, it will be very difficult for us to report to the authorities!"
Charles Gray and Charles Phipps appeared together, swords in their hands, blocking Charles and the funeral house.
Although the mission they received before setting out was not this, now that they have entered the sea, the Queen’s mission has nothing to do with them anymore!
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