Novel & Cerita Male Black Butler Characters

“Oh? Interesting. What has the King got you doing now, I wonder. What’s say you, Miss. Ferrowstrangth?” Catarina goes to speak once more but she flinches. The sound of the blade slicing away at another lower limb of the beast makes her stomach swell with nerves. Slam! Another limb is sliced away and thrown into the bucket just like all the others, though now she has gathered the courage to speak. “We need you. A mission directly handed to me by the king.” Butch smirks from the sensation of being wanted rather than needed. Another collision between energy and flesh chops off the remaining leg which shortly after is tossed into the bucket. The male places the blade down back from once it came,

"...Oh, sorry, Alpha Calista… I really didn't catch up with that…" "...and I never knew that I'll finally get to see my actual true mate, once again…" "Mention that again, Menelik!!!" Malik growled, his gray eyes brimming with intensity. Menelik warriors, who were behind him, rushed forward at the instant, to probably put Malik in order, but Menelik gestured with his right hand, ordering them to stand down.

(Alfred Monticello) As always, it was a familiar face, that greeted me today. It was the Beaver Ninja that always by my side as the leader of my secret service agents, Sasu. Whilst Sasu were in attention, his shadow wiggle a little bit, then suddenly that very shadow slowly turned real, and formed, my Arch Lich, immortal Butler, that always smiling as he saw me.

I know they are observing me like I'm their prey which makes my heart strikes faster. As if Eren understands my fright, his hand slides down my arm and takes my hand in his. I then feel how sweaty is his hand. He is scared too, but he is still trying to comfort and protect me. I need to be courageous too. I can't make him feel more down. "E-Ethan." Eren finally pronounces, meeting the eyes of the taller man with curly dirty dark hair. His eyes then move to the other bald one. "Evan." "And Elias." He says lastly to the man with a lizard haircut.

Pretty boy Ronin. Malak is known for being calculating. With his short black hair that nearly grazed his shoulders. Dark chocolate hooded almond eyes that betrayed no emotion, the intelligence behind those eyes was scary. A very defined Cupid's bow on those gorgeous swollen lips. Smooth tan skin except for the stubble that graced his jaw. He was tall like Seph with more muscle to him. His wings were a real thing of beauty. Dark as night with each feather speckled with black diamonds. A whip attached to his hip tipped with silver and gold, two short swords at his back. Tall, dark, and absolutely deadly.

How have I missed him before? He is Alaric’s exact height. The same lean but muscular build, even the same quiet posture. But where Alaric’s ethereal beauty catches light, his butler absorbs​ it. Black hair pulled back into a severe ponytail. Eyes so dark they seem almost matte, swallowing reflection and light rather than returning it. He is quite literally a shadow. He stands half a step behind Alaric, neither looming nor deferential just aligned. He is shadowing so precisely that I wonder whether he has been trained to minimize his presence or more like extinguish it completely.

Silas watched me and then followed me curiously. "So you're really a grim reaper?" He asked with interest. "Oh yeah!" I told him and looked at him. "I got kicked out though and stole these from a reaper," I pointed to the glasses. "Without these all reapers can't see." He looked at them with interest. "Really?" He asked and then laughed. "So like Black Butler?" "Yeah," I told him and looked at him. "Very much like Black Butler, except we actually have scythes and blades instead of lawn mowers and other outside equipment for a lawn." He laughed and then smiled hugely.

the black-robed figure said confidently. The dark figure replied calmly, “As long as they are completely eliminated, I don’t care what method you use.” His tone was resolute. “Understood,” the black-robed figure responded. After observing for a while, he asked with some confusion, “By the way, Sacred Lord, there’s something I don’t understand and would like clarification.” “What is it?” The dark figure seemed somewhat displeased but did not prevent the question. The black-robed figure continued, “I’ve just fought with them. Most of them are not very strong. The two strongest are at level-nine. There’s also someone named Tyron, whose strength is impressive but supposedly not very high. Why go

hearing the cold voice from the other side. 'Ah, why can't I already say that the one you are hoping not to die is already dead, even if it's just a game? I don't know why I kinda feel sad as good at the same that the boy doesn't have to experience death again' Looking down at his feet only made Koishi gulp in response to the fact the body he has entered "Damien!!! Can I meet the MC" "MC?" a confused look falls over the face of the butler as he stares at his master.

Lucy, Anaya and Zhavia took their seats reluctantly. After serving Butler and cook left from their. Celestine chatted with them on random stuff while having her dinner. The awkward atmosphere was turned into friendly. ~~~~~~~ "This young girl has a soft heart." Cook said to Butler while his eyes were on Celestine. He was a middle aged man with thick black eyebrows and round eyes with chubby nose and puffed up lips. His whole body was like a human meat ball. "Yes. Sir is lucky to have her in his life" Butler nodded his head in agreement.