Have you seen a cursed person?
'Course I 'as!
Faces swell'd up twice 'eir size an' skin all meltin'.
Se-bas-tian...
Your faces! You entered the forest, didn't you?
Wolf, the purification ritual!
Prepare the cauldron room!
Young master!
No!
Ciel... No more pain!
It's dark. Where are we?
Does that mean...
I'm scared.
I believe he has lost his sight.
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.
My name is Sebastian, and I will temporarily be serving as Frau Sullivan's butler.
I'm Hilde.
Grete.
I'm Anne.
Finny, you look after the young master.
Right!
Wait, what?!
Right now, you're the only one who can.
Um, but, uh...
Young mistress, it's time to wake up.
Good morning, my lady.
Today's tea is a Ceylon blend by Rommeveldt.
I've never heard of Ceylon tea before.
I hope it pleases you, my lady.
It's good!
And this is the first time I've ever had a cup of tea in bed.
It's a butler's job to make sure his master wakes up refreshed.
Take note, Wolf.
Ja.
All right, Frau Sullivan. It's time to dress.
I'd like to wear clothes from the outside world today.
I beg your pardon, Frau Sullivan?
None of the clothing we have brought with us will be in my lady's size,
except for my young master's.
His will do nicely!
No, Frau, you mustn't wear male clothing. And especially not someone else's garments.
I don't see why not.
Young mistress, may I have this bedcover?
That's fine. But why?
Wh-What are you going to do with that?
I'll be back shortly.
How wonderful, Sebastian!
I'm happy I was able to please you.
How did you make all this in so little time?
That's a butler trade secret, I'm afraid.
A skilled dressmaker could do better, though.
No, I like this. It's easy to move in.
Now, young mistress...
...let's go to breakfast.
Black Butler
Emerald Witch Arc
I didn't think it would be ready so soon!
It's never like this with just Wolf.
Now, let's eat.
Wait, my lady.
One must use silverware in the right order.
O-Order?
Yes.
Silverware is arranged from outside to inside in order of usage.
When eating your salad, use the knife and fork on the outside.
I can eat with any of them, so it's all the same to me.
We shan't have that, young mistress.
It's important for a ruler to have the proper comportment.
Forgive my rudeness,
but your table manners aren't those of a refined lady.
You watch your tongue!
Doting on and spoiling a young master is not the butler's job.
I've hardened my heart so that I can say these things to Frau Sullivan
to prevent her from displaying ungraceful behaviour.
Not to mention...
It is always better to have more knowledge.
Knowledge?
That's a good point!
Teach me more things, Sebastian!
Very good, my lady.
So this one is the salad fork. What else?
Use this knife for butter.
That was great. I'm very satisfied.
Young mistress, if you're finished,
you signal this by lining up your silverware diagonally on the plate.
Interesting.
Like so?
Perfect, my lady.
What are your plans for the day?
I want to ask you more questions.
Very good, my lady.
Young mistress!
I'll still do all my duties as the Emerald Witch.
Ja.
I don't like it.
Like what?
Sebastian! The bastard looks like he doesn't even care.
He oughta be at least a little worried.
"I agree. He's cold." ...says Wilde.
What's he supposed to do, yes?
I imagine Sebastian has his reasons.
"But shouldn't a butler worry about his master at times like these?" ...says Oscar.
Interesting question.
Clearly worrying about his master isn't a butler's only job.
A butler must arrange an immaculate welcome for his master's return.
First, teach me your country's language.
English?
It's best if I can chat with Ciel while treating him, right?
Ah, of course.
This is the only usable text we have here,
but it may be a bit much for a beginner.
What is it about?
It's a collection of English home remedies.
What?
Sebastian, what is this potion?
That's an opium tincture.
"Tink-ture"?
That word has an indecent ring to it. My heart's racing.
It's a medicine used mainly for its cough suppressant and analgesic effects.
It's compounded from poppy seeds.
Oh, I know of those!
What's this?
A remedy for sore throats that involves wrapping bacon around the neck.
According to the book, bacon has powerful healing properties.
Bacon? Really? I've never heard that!
Wolf, Wolf! Fetch some bacon! I want to try it!
J-Ja.
Wolfram.
I want a word.
Why did you let those outsiders stay here?
They're a bad influence on Frau Sullivan!
You know there's no stopping the young mistress when she gets like this.
Don't say I didn't warn you.
Young master, won't you eat just a little?
No. I don't want to eat.
Wh-What about some hot milk?
Is there honey?
Let's put lots in and make it really sweet!
Let me blow on it to cool it down.
That's hot!
I'm so sorry! I'll wipe your face right away!
I'll hurt the young master if I use my full strength.
Gently does it. Gently does it.
Does it hurt?
No.
Young master, let's go get some fresh air when you're done.
No. I'm scared of the outside.
I'm scared.
Young master.
It's all right! If any scary people come, I'll get rid of all of them for you!
I'll protect you no matter what!
I made up my mind on that the day you gave me my name.
I'm not worth protecting.
I'm the only one who...
There are better people...
Young master.
This laboratory is done for!
Destroy all of the documents!
And the test subjects, too! Hurry!
What is it?
Up there.
Doctor?
These were the fruits of our research! Damn it!
Doctor? Why?
Stand back, my lord.
Wait.
What's your name?
At the time, I didn't know what the young master was saying.
But now I know that those words changed my fate.
I'm the only one...
There are better people...
Young master.
Don't say that! I wouldn't be here without you!
I only knew how to destroy things, but then you taught me to grow things.
You turned me from the weapon named S-012 into the gardener named Finnian!
You're just injured and upset right now, that's all.
Don't worry. I'm sure Sebastian will solve this somehow!
Sebas-tian...
No! No!
Y-Young master?
Not him! He's the one who...
Who's that?!
I'll go see.
Seba—
Frau Sullivan is here.
Sullivan?
Yes. How do you feel?
Frau Sullivan, you've learnt English! Amazing!
I am a witch, you know.
Though I've got a long way to go with the language.
Finny, would you please clear away the dishes?
All right.
I came to change your bandages.
Will it hurt?
It'll hurt more if I don't change them.
I'll touch you now.
All right.
Good.
You're healing quickly. Young men's vital forces bounce back well, eh?
Thank you, Frau Sullivan.
Of course. But never mind that. I have a question for you.
I didn't say anything before because Wolf was with us, but...
You're...
devil worshipers, I take it?
What?
There's no need to hide it.
Unlike the Inquisitors, we witches don't condemn devil worshipers.
There are demonic signs on your hand and his eye.
Am I wrong?
Only a little, young mistress.
Meaning?
My young master was once kidnapped by a group of devil worshipers.
They wanted to sacrifice him.
He and I met in the middle of their demon summoning ritual.
Impossible! No set of amateurs could summon a demon!
It's not necessarily impossible.
Don't talk back to me, amateur.
Failure in a ritual like that leaves you cursed by the demon!
Indeed?
So those people forcibly branded the sign into Ciel's eye?
How cruel.
Were you a sacrifice, too?
No, I—
Wait, I take back that question.
It must be a painful memory. I don't want to force it out of you.
Do the others know of this?
No, the young master and I have kept it a secret.
I see. Then, I'll keep it under my hat, too.
I appreciate your thoughtfulness, my lady.
Ciel's wounds are healing very well.
He's deeply unstable emotionally, but I didn't detect any kind of memory disorder.
And his eyes? Will his sight come back, yes?
His eyes are physically normal.
I believe his blindness is temporary, triggered by psychological shock.
If his mind and body heal, his sight should eventually come back.
Thank goodness.
Thank goodness, yes!
The most important thing right now is for him to get his nutrition and rest.
If he does that, he should be up and about before long.
Really, ma'am?
Then, let's scram back to the manor as soon as he can get out of bed.
He'll feel safer back there than here.
Y-Yes, that's probably for the best.
That settles it! Gotta feed him Chef's special full-stamina dinner!
Meat, yes?
I'll make treats!
"Let's bake scones." ...says Emily.
A sumptuous feast.
Meat dishes take time to prepare. You should help.
But...
Don't worry about me. I'll be reading.
I look forward to dinner.
Very good, my lady.
Excuse me, but we're out of white cooking wine.
The wine cellar is down the stairs, to the right, and all the way back.
Understood.
Snake, may I have a moment?
"He said the wine cellar was to the right. You're going left." ...says Oscar.
I said we were out of wine, but I never said I would go get more.
"It's a dead end." ...says Oscar.
I hear an echo. That means there's a large space behind this wall.
"What are you doing?" ...says Oscar.
What is this?