Halt! This area is off-limits to civilians.
Are you calling me a civilian?
I'm very sorry, sir!
My mission is top secret. Tell no one of this.
Yes, sir!
Bah. Why must that family work people so hard?
Ah, this should be it.
Good God!
This is what he's involved himself in?!
This last bit just isn't working. What should I do?
Once I perfect the Ultimate Spell, the werewolves' anger will cease.
Then the village can live in peace,
and they can visit again.
Young mistress, it's time to sleep—
Wolf.
I've prepared what I need to do my duty.
Black Butler
Emerald Witch Arc
"It would give me great pleasure if the little witch would come to tea with me"?
She says that like it's easy.
Her selfishness is royal in scale, as befits a queen.
There's not much time before tomorrow morning.
Begin the preparations to leave. I'll give you further instructions later.
Yes, sir!
Sebastian, help me dress.
And give me a more detailed report on the information you've attained.
Of course.
And one more thing.
Bring me a morning tea that will fully wake me up.
Yes, my lord.
As a descendant of the Emerald Witch,
I shall now fulfil the contract made long ago.
O werewolves, witness the Ultimate Spell!
Are you awake?
Wolf.
I remember... I finished the Ultimate Spell, and then I was exhausted...
Yes.
You worked hard today, young mistress.
Please, change into your nightclothes.
You're making that face again.
Do you remember the day I succeeded to the title of Emerald Witch?
I could never forget it.
Don't look so glum. I'm proud of these feet.
They prove that I'm a descendant of the great Emerald Witch.
I'm happy to have completed one of my duties as Emerald Witch today.
I don't remember the face of the predecessor who gave birth to me,
but I hope she's pleased, too.
Of course she is!
Everyone is proud of you.
But now that I've completed the spell, what do you think my next task should be?
Uh, w-well...
Oh, I know! I'll leave the forest and study lots of new things!
Then I can help the village—
You mustn't!
What?
You are the Emerald Witch, and I am your butler.
Our laws forbid us from leaving Wolfsschlucht.
You've had a long day, and you're tired. Please, go to sleep.
I'll fetch your nightdress.
All right. I'll sleep.
What's going on?
Good evening, Fräulein Sullivan.
H-How did you two get up here?
You'd die if you fell!
What's so surprising?
Aren't you a witch who can fly on a broomstick?
C-Ciel, you're back to your senses?
Yes. I owe that to you.
I wanted to thank you before we left.
You don't need to—
I see.
You want to thank me physically by arranging a feast for me on your naked body, correct?
Interesting.
No!
Actually, we've arranged to give you what you want the most.
What I want the most, you say?
To see the outside world, my lady.
The outside world?
Yes. You'll be able to gain knowledge and have experiences you could never have here.
What do you think?
B-But I'm the Emerald Witch, and the village laws say...
Ah, I see.
Well, that's that, I suppose. Sorry for suggesting something inappropriate.
You can shut the windows after us and go back to sleep.
We're like dreams, after all. Gone before morning.
Danke, Freund. Tschüß.
I-I'll go with you.
I want to know more!
In that case, young mistress, please change your clothes.
A debutante needs to be formally attired for her first steps into a new world.
Your hand, please.
We'll escort you into the unknown.
I say, where are we going?
These stairs don't lead outside. They lead further into the Emerald Castle.
The outside world lies ahead.
Don't tell me you two went in—
If you speak too loudly, the werewolves will notice us.
Is this a magic circle?
Completing this magic circle must have been the Emerald Witch's duty, correct?
How do you know that?
A snake told me.
You can speak with snakes? Are you a warlock?
No, I don't use magic. I am merely one hell of a butler.
You have an extraordinary magical aptitude within you.
Those excellent genes... I want them!
Oi! That's enough idle chitchat.
Do you want to make a criminal of my butler?
Now, what is this "Emerald Witch's duty"?
Does it have something to do with the reason you can't leave the village?
You recall me telling you that werewolves have a miasma—a bad magic harmful to humans—yes?
The books say that once upon a time, the Earth's atmosphere had abundant magic in it.
That magic—the miasma—harms humans, but it's like oxygen to magical beasts.
Yet it has been all but lost as a result of human prosperity.
They say this is the reason we witches lost most of our power, too.
Having lost their magic, the werewolves called upon us witches.
They told us to repay them for protecting the forest by creating a wellspring of miasma.
A wellspring of miasma?
Obeying the werewolves, generations of Emerald Witches
strove to perfect a magical working that would create miasma.
This is the working I gave to them. One that activates the Ultimate Spell.
Once activated, it will produce an infinite supply of miasma
more highly concentrated than any that's existed before.
If a human were to be exposed to even a tiny amount of it, they would die in no time.
The miasma you encountered in the forest is what's left of an ancient working.
I see. So that's the history you were taught, is it?
What do you mean by that?
Stop! If anyone other than the Emerald Witch touches that altar—
Yes? What would happen, exactly?
A disaster... Wait. Huh?
What?
What is this?
All right, Fräulein Sullivan. Beyond this point is the true outside world.
If you'd like to turn back, now is your chance.
I'll go on.
Oi! Come here, both of you.
So many shining pictures.
Are these a new type of magic circle?
Some of these dots are moving.
The map looks like Wolfsschlucht.
I understand now. Humans think up the most intriguing things.
What do you mean?
I believe this shining map and its moving dots are displaying the positions of the villagers.
Impossible! How could—
Wait. Is this the talismans' doing?
Yes. The talismans are most likely machines emitting some sort of signal.
Presumably, those signals can be received and monitored here.
It's a good thing we left ours behind.
People wearing talismans can avoid werewolves and their miasma.
Who knew there was such a high-level mechanism behind that?
I-It's not true!
Our elder offers a special prayer on the night of the full moon to make those talis—
Shh. Someone's coming.
Come on, hurry!
Is it done at last?
Who were they?
Let's go see.
What is this?
It appears to be a factory.
There are more lifts here.
Behold! Our Emerald Witch has accomplished it at last!
The elder?
This phial holds a condensed miasma more powerful than any before it.
This will change the course of history!
O werewolves, what is the meaning of this?!
The Emerald Witch.
It's the Emerald Witch.
Secure her!
Are you all right?!
Get her a suit, quickly!
How did upstairs let this happen?
What's the reading?
It's green.
Thank goodness.
What in the world...
Fräulein Sullivan.
Well, Fräulein Sullivan?
The outside world is full of surprises, wouldn't you agree?
A... A human... m-man?
So the long wolf snouts held masks.
Quite the elaborate farce.
The "werewolves" are really mere humans in costumes.
And the "miasma" is really...
...a chemical weapon made in this factory. It's a toxic gas.
Werewolves and curses don't exist.
All of it was made up to trick you.
N-No...
Then what was the magic I made?
I admit that what you made isn't magic.
But it is far more wonderful than magic!
When this fluid is vaporized, the tiniest exposure to it
should kill almost any living creature.
Take pride! You have created the most powerful toxic gas in history!
And that's right. Such a breakthrough chemical weapon deserves a name.
Sullivan.
Letzte Waffe.
Ideal.
Nebel.
An acronym of that would be "SLeINe..." No, wait, "SuLIN."
I shall name it "sulin" gas!