I am Sieglinde Sullivan, the ruler of this forest.
Where the hell're you from?
Stop that, Wolfram.
Ow, ow, ow!
I apologize. We haven't had visitors from outside in some time.
I've never left this village in my life,
and I don't think I ever will.
I'd like you to tell me about the outside world. About the world I don't know.
Before... sorry. Let's be friends.
First, teach me your country's language.
It's a collection of English home remedies.
What?
I didn't think it would be ready so soon!
Wait, my lady.
Silverware is arranged from outside to inside in order of usage.
It is always better to have more knowledge.
Knowledge?
That's a good point!
Th-These wounds are...
I think Herr Werwolf is angry because outsiders are here. And men, at that.
More people will be hurt if this goes on!
Please, Fräulein Sullivan, protect our village!
Why do you hesitate, Emerald Witch?
Focus on completing the Ultimate Spell before being so smitten with the outside world.
Very well.
I'll have them leave tomorrow.
I'm so sorry, young mistress.
I... I...
Wolf, don't cry.
I'll complete the Ultimate Spell and protect you all.
O werewolves, witness the Ultimate Spell!
Good evening, Fräulein Sullivan.
We've arranged to give you what you want the most.
You'll be able to gain knowledge and have experiences you could never have here.
I-I'll go with you.
I want to know more!
Your hand, please.
We'll escort you into the unknown.
The Emerald Witch.
It's the Emerald Witch.
Secure her!
Are you all right?!
Get her a suit, quickly!
What in the world...
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.
Take pride! You have created the most powerful toxic gas in history!
I thought I was protecting the villagers.
But I was creating a weapon? Something whose only purpose is to kill?
Tell me that's not true, Elder!
Why are you crying, Sieglinde?
It's precisely because the fine mind you were born with
was given the optimal environment in which to immerse itself in research
that you were able to create the ultimate chemical weapon.
So dry your tears,
my beloved daughter.
Young mistress!
You were deceiving me, too.
You liar!
It frightens me that I created that thing.
I don't know what to believe in anymore.
I don't want to think anymore.
I just want to disappear.
Since you created the ultimate poison trying to save your people,
I thought you might be capable of also creating the ultimate medicine.
That would seem magical enough to amaze the world.
A magical cure?
Let's leave the forest together, Sullivan.
What gives me the most amusement now is my game with you,
constrained by your "butler" requirement.
Not following my every impulse and acting like a beast.
However, if you prefer me "beastly," I'll act the part for you.
I am merely one hell of a butler, after all.
Black Butler
Emerald Witch Arc
They've split up, eh?
So the young mistress went right.
Securing the Emerald Witch is our top priority!
Main force, take the right-hand path.
My unit will take the other one.
Ja!
"I hear footsteps! They're catching up!" ...says Oscar.
Scary good hearing! Snakes must have great ears, huh?
"Not ears. We pick up vibrations through our skin." ...says Wordsworth.
Young mistress!
Here they come! Make 'em dance.
I had some real bad experiences with snakes in Arizona,
but they're damn cool when they're your allies!
"Don't invade a girl's territory if you don't want to get bitten!" ...says Emily.
Halt!
I still don't speak German!
I'll buy a little time here. You go on ahead.
Don't drop the young mistress.
"Right!" ...says Oscar.
Now, let's try this baby out.
They've got a good soldier.
A jam tin?
Get down!
Huh?
Kommandant Hilbard, wasn't it a risk to leave that whole unit with the butler?
You think he's just an ordinary butler?
When you're hiring a butler for the Emerald Witch,
it's not about service skills.
It's about exceptional battle skills.
Curse him.
He's fast! And what's with his footwork?
It's like a wild animal's.
Get back here, you bastard!
Tch.
Snake! One got by me!
Young mistress!
Excellent work.
Here's your tip.
Keep your head down, please! We haven't reached safety.
R-Right.
The target is holding a child, and it's slowing him down!
Aim carefully!
Our highest priority is to get Sullivan out of the forest.
That's why you will take her, Finny.
Me?
That's right. Live up to your name and outrun them all.
"Finnian" is my name.
The young master gave it to me that day. It's special.
I'll give you a name.
A name?
Well, you can't very well go by "Subject 12" forever, can you?
You have fine blond hair.
In a certain old tongue, the word for "fair-haired" was "finn."
The protagonist of these stories is named Finn, referring to his handsome blond hair.
A fair-haired boy who could outrun a wild hare in the forest and outfight a stag.
Doesn't he sound a lot like you?
So how about "Finnian"?
Finnian?
It's a bit la-di-da, but I think it's fine.
It's much better than a dog's name, at least.
You may have this book.
Learn your letters quickly so you can read it. Understood, Finnian?
Yes!
Why, I've never seen such a human expression on your face.
However, you still have to learn to speak more like a servant,
and to rein in your strength so it is at a more human level.
That day, I turned from a weapon into a gardener.
But if my young master needs the weapon's might...
Fräulein Sullivan.
It'll get a bit bumpy. Please keep your mouth closed so you don't bite your tongue.
H-How'd he just take off like that?
I'll get through this forest faster than a wild hare.
Faster than a bullet. Faster than anyone.
Because I...
...am Finnian!
H-He jumped?
The river below is shallow. A jump from this height spells death—
Ow, ow, ow, ow!
My feet sting!
Wh-What?
Well, I can get them while they're standing still.
Where the hell are we taking fire from?
R-Retreat! Retreat!
Something just moved.
I made the right call circling around via another route.
The men were as useless as ever.
But I, Grete Hilbard, will stop them here.
Finny!
Did he just slice my bullet in half?
Finny, continue on your way.
This old man shall take over here.
Whatever his master orders, a true Phantomhive servant can and shall carry it out.
I believe that should do it.
Oh, gosh. Would you look at the time?
I'll be late for breakfast if I don't hurry.
What's that noise?
He dodged? At such close range?
You people...
If you people hadn't come...
the young mistress wouldn't...
Smile!
Young master!
Crap. I won't make it in time.
Care to explain what this is all about?
Nobody told me there was a daughter.
You...
Oi, you. Phantomhive's son. Quit being so jumpy.
I don't bite, you know.
You always seem angry. That's why he's afraid of you.
I am not angry!
I know.
And I also know you're actually a kind, dependable, good person.
Where did that come from? It was quite unnerving.
And that's why I'm sure that if anything happens to me,
he'll help you two.
Won't you?
Is that an order?
More of a request, I suppose.
You're too much of a pain in the arse to die before me.
Still, one never knows.
I don't think even God knows what will happen to us and when.
So...
If push comes to shove, I'm counting on you.
I can't believe I still have to clean up his messes at my age.
I thought I'd finally been freed.
You're the same as ever, Diederich.
Though you do look quite different.
Just whose fault is that?
And another thing...
Don't call me by my first name.
I'm not your drudge!