136 baris pertama.
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And the women's clothes are centuries out of date!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.
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