“First, we have to finish the game,” Ciel said with cold determination, sitting with his eyes closed and propping his chin on his hand. He looked at the girl from under his brows. His demonic butler stood at the door to control the situation sometimes, but without interfering in the conversation. The count kept his eyes on the beautiful lady, and then grinned slightly.

“Reckless fraud. Play fair,” Ciel asked with deadly calm.