Germany, my lord?
Yes. Her Majesty has ordered me to investigate
a series of suspicious deaths in Germany.
Whatever it was affected men and women of all ages,
but the victims did have one thing in common.
The "Werewolves' Forest."
The Werewolves' Forest?
Yes. They say everyone who sets foot in it is cursed.
What are you doing here? How did you get in?
Are there no men in this village?
And the women's clothes are centuries out of date!
I am Sieglinde Sullivan, the ruler of this forest.
Where the hell're you from?
Please excuse me for a few minutes.
What?! How do you expect me to interact with her by myself?
Hey, you.
××× black hair ×× man ×× name?
Um...
Wait. I can actually make out the key words if I don't panic.
Where ××× ××× parents?
Parents... gone. Dead.
Hmm.
"Herr Werwolf." What does that term refer to?
Have you heard of witch hunts?
Witches were branded as heretics and oppressed by humans more and more as time went on.
Legend has it that to protect the others,
one witch made a pact with a werewolf, offering him her own legs.
That's why each successive ruler's feet are bound until she can't walk.
A...
A werewolf has appeared.
Where's your talisman?
It's Herr Werwolf's wrath!
Leave now, unless you want him to tear you limb from limb!
It's not becoming of a lady to eavesdrop outside a gentleman's room.
May I ask your business here?
I'd like you to tell me about the outside world that I don't know.
All right, fine.
Before... sorry. Let's be friends.
Oh, that reminds me. These are for you two.
Talismans to ward off werewolves.
Wear them on your way home.
Young master?!
A-A werewolf?
I'll chase the werewolf myself.
You wait in your room, young master.
What?
Me, crying?
Demons aren't endowed with the emotions that lead one to cry.
Have you seen a cursed person?
'Course I 'as! Right terrible sight.
Faces swell'd up twice 'eir size an' skin all meltin'.
One o' 'em died right there an' th' one 'oo lived went doolally from th' shock.
Don't tell me this is...
If it's true that those who see a werewolf are cursed...
Young master!
Se-bas-tian...
Black Butler
Emerald Witch Arc
Young master!
My body is on fire!
This is the curse?
Frau Sullivan!
Frau Sullivan, please help!
Frau Sullivan!
Please help, Frau Sullivan!
What is it? Here for a carnal visit?
Your faces!
You entered the forest, didn't you?
I apologise.
Later, I'll suffer whatever punishment you deem fit.
Just please save my young master.
Young mistress! What's the matter?!
You scoundrels...
Wolf, the purification ritual!
Prepare the cauldron room!
Hurry! We haven't got much time!
Undress him and put him in the cauldron!
Quickly! Into the cauldron! Both of you!
When did you enter the forest?
About 15 minutes ago.
Blast. That's really pushing it.
Wolf, boil some water! And bring me more herbs for the tonic!
Ja!
While I'm reciting the incantation, submerge your whole bodies in the water.
Don't come up until I tell you.
Understood.
O three goddesses of Fate,
transform this water into the blessed Wellspring of Urðr.
Done.
What next?
Internal purification.
Make him drink this tonic, then cough it back up.
Take this.
Thank you.
Pardon me, young master.
Make him expel it now.
Yes, Frau.
Do you feel any nausea?
Forget about me. Attend to my young master!
Then, do it again.
Stop...
What's happening?
I can't breathe.
It hurts.
I'm cold.
Please...
Please stop.
All right, brats! Grub's up!
No plates for you lot. Open wide!
Oi! Don't spill it!
We especially can't let you lads die on us.
So eat up.
No.
I can't breathe. I'm scared.
Save me, Father... Mother...
Next!
Hmm?
This urchin's dead.
Damn. Those nobles play too rough with 'em!
Will I end up like that, too?
It's all right. I'll protect you.
Oh, that's right. I have you.
You're warm.
No! Don't take him!
Young master!
You had me worried, my lord.
I'm so glad you're all right, young master!
That took years off my life.
Mine as well.
How are you feeling, Master Ciel?
Ciel?
Young master, what's the matter?
N-No!
Ciel... No more pain!
It's dark. Where are we?
I'm scared.
What do you mean? It isn't dark in here.
Who's there? I can't see anything!
Does that mean...
I believe he has lost his sight.
Someone bring a light.
My poor young master's eyes!
Enough. Stop cryin'. You'll jinx him.
It might just be temporary.
"We can't even look after him while he's in this state, though." ...says Keats.
Yeah. S'bad enough he rejected us, but rejectin' Sebastian?
What the hell happened to him?
And I don't get why Finny's the only one he's okay with.
What now, Sebastian?
He has ordered me not to touch him, so I mustn't touch him.
For now, let's wait until Frau Sullivan rises and seek her advice.
The rest of you try to get a little sleep.
What will you do?
I have some business to take care of.
That strange miasma is gone, but there's still no sign of any living creatures.
No evil entity's miasma should be able to affect me.
So what exactly was it? And who was that "werewolf"?
At any rate,
I'd better obtain permission to stay in Wolfsschlucht until the young master recovers.
Dear me.
This opponent may be a difficult one.
I apologise for causing you so much trouble last night.
As a token of my contrition,
I took the liberty of preparing mid-morning tea.
Bon appétit.
It's so good!
Try this too, Frau Sullivan.
What is this? It's delicious!
It's the finest...
I see.
So the miasma blinded him.
Will he regain his sight?
I'd have to examine him to say for certain,
but you say he isn't letting anyone close.
Actually, for some reason, he allows our gardener to touch him.
Hmm. So he prefers them somewhere between brawny and bouncy?
He really has rather particular tastes.
I beg your pardon?
Uh, never mind.
The forest's miasma weakens the human spirit and amplifies fear.
There may be a reason the gardener is allowed near him while others are not.
In that case, perhaps he is rejecting adults.
Why?
My young master has a past of his own.
I see.
Now, could you tell me what the forest's miasma is?
It's an evil magic exuded by werewolves.
Those exposed to it become cursed and deform into a beastlike appearance.
The only way to lift the curse
is by using a secret medicine prepared by yours truly, the Emerald Witch.
Ah.
That's why I told you not to go in there!
I told you so many times. Why did you go?!
It's not as though werewolves want to hurt every human they see!
Why don't you understand that?!
Stop that, Wolfram!
You wonder why we went there?
We've met more than our share of demons and grim reapers,
but we've never had the honour of meeting a werewolf before.
We were curious to find out what one would be like.
Pardon?
At any rate, you are the only one who can cure him, correct?
Indeed.
Frau Sullivan, please save my young master.
If you will do that, I will follow any order you give me.
Very well.
In that case, Sebastian, until I finish healing Ciel...
you will be my butler.
Stop it! Don't touch me!
Young master, you'll hurt yourself if you don't calm down.
Shut up! Go away!
Very good, my lord.
Still no good today.
I'm not quite sure how long it takes humans to recover, but...
Perhaps it's been long enough.
It wouldn't do to appear ugly while serving a lady.
That should do it.
Now, then...
Until I finish healing Ciel...
you will be my butler.
Don't do this, mistress!
We don't know the first thing about this man!
We never get visitors from the outside world.
There is much I want to ask.
I've made my decision.
Young mi—
He must hold me by the hand and teach me many things.
Hold me by the hand...
More importantly, Wolf, Sebastian is more skilled than you.
You should learn from him along with me.
Ja.
Oh dear. It's time to prepare the early-morning tea.
Good morning, everyone.
Mornin'.
Good morning!
Good morning, yes!
Guests?
The women of the village bring us ingredients and help the young mistress dress.
Oh, I see.
Allow me to introduce myself.
My name is Sebastian, and I will temporarily be serving as Frau Sullivan's butler.
I'm Hilde.
Grete.
I'm Anne.
We'll be staying here for a while.
If you have any tasks which require muscle, let us know how we can help.
Now, then. Time for today's staff meeting.
Baldo, you start getting breakfast ready.
On it.
Snake, you polish the silver.
"Understood." ...says Emily.
Mey-Rin, you change the linens.
Yes, yes!
Finny, you look after the young master.
Right!
Wait, what?!
Me?!
Right now, you're the only one who can.
Um, but, uh...
If he's able to eat, take him a light breakfast.
But...
If he won't eat...
...bring him some hot milk with honey.
Milk?
When he was younger...
...it was the most effective way to cajole him.
I will be looking after Frau Sullivan.
Tanaka, you carry on as usual.
To your tasks, everyone.
Good grief.
He seems ready to bite my head off.
Young mistress, it's time to wake up.