In the name of the holy Elohim,
in the holy names of Cassiel, Sealtiel, Aniel, and Zerachiel,
by the command of Oriphiel,
Moloch, I cast thee out!
Lately, even the school grounds are saturated with evil presences.
Master, I bring word from headquarters!
A battle for interim rule?
I see...
No wonder even the lower-ranked demons are acting up.
Very well. I will banish these vile fiends with my own two hands.
Ernest Crosby is on the job.
"To the wavering soul which is frightened of a devilish sigh,
if all are revealed, it will be to individual worship," eh?
Devilish sigh?
Does he mean those two?
Lawston, letter for you.
Thank you.
Baker.
Thanks.
Passing out letters?
Must be tough being a prefect.
What's with the entourage?
Do you want to join the rugby team, too?
Please.
I've no intention of joining your gang of meatheads.
It's thanks to him that we managed to beat our rival school!
Yeah, yeah!
Damn him...
Once a lowbrow demon, always a lowbrow demon.
What was that?
Well played.
How are they fitting in so well? They're supposed to be demons!
Aren't they amazing?
They both got really popular overnight. You think they used magic?
Who cares?
But, William, you carry Solomon's blood, right?
Ridiculous.
Such myths and legends come from an age I know little about.
Where are you going?
Leave me be. All this foolish occultism is giving my realist brain a headache.
We've got boating next period!
The church should be empty. I can catch a nap here.
The head boy...
Nathan Caxton.
He's... not playing hooky, is he?
Well, well, William Twining.
Come to pray in solitude?
Oh, no!
Come to think of it,
aren't priests supposed to be able to exorcise demons or some such?
If he really has noticed evil presences...
Then the two of them...
Um...
Yes?
Can priests in the Church of England
perform exorcisms, too?
I mean, not that I believe in demons myself...
We can.
One reason there are priests on campus
is because demons often take advantage
of emptiness in the hearts of young humans such as yourself.
Something's troubling you, Twining.
Come, tell me.
Tell me your worries,
that we might sever them at their detestable roots.
If I tell Pastor Crosby about them,
will my life go back to normal?
No, it's nothing.
Excuse me.
But, didn't you come here for some reason?
Yes.
To pray for my dorm, Jacob House, to win the boat race!
The headmaster's house has been walking all over us lately.
I feel like God's the only one who can help us.
I see.
But it's important to give all we've got
before we start asking for help.
I'll relay that to everyone.
Take care.
Have no fear.
Your troubles will soon be resolved.
God sees all.
Ah, the Elector!
He's here, Duke Dantalion!
William!
Where have you been?
You intend to follow me again?
Of course!
Even into the church?
Solomon.
Third king of Israel.
Through God's gift of wisdom,
he subjugated the demons of Hell known as the seventy-two pillars
and brought great prosperity to his kingdom.
If I truly am the descendant of Solomon,
and therefore have the right to command the Great Duke Dantalion as I see fit,
then I have only one order.
Never show yourself before me again.
Very well.
But consider this:
Only the seventy-two pillars will follow your orders.
Other demons will come after you.
And one more thing.
Your lineage is not the reason you are able to command me.
What?!
You've said your piece. Now I'll say mine.
Why can't you remember?
Huh?
You're staring me right in the eye, and you still deny me?
Am I truly just a dream to you?
I can touch you.
Am I still an illusion?
Get off!
What nonsense are you carrying on about?
Yes... This whole time, I've wanted to figure out...
why you don't remember me.
Solomon?
It's true!
I saw it!
A ghost!
You saw what?
Wearing our school uniform!
All right, I'll go take a look.
Are you sure, William?
What'll you do if it really is a ghost?
Ghosts, eh?
Sounds quite intriguing.
And who invited you to butt in?
If it's another demon coming after you, you'll be in trouble, no?
Did something happen between you and Dantalion?
What? Of course not.
I personally can't stand him,
but in this case, I understand how he feels.
Why don't you remember?
Solomon was the wisest man there ever was.
Yet you run from the mysteries staring you in the face?
And you call yourself a genius?
Your ancestors would cry.
What? Me, run?!
What happened?!
Th-There was just...
Hey, there's no sneaking food here!
You'll write twenty lines in Latin later!
Is... Is that actually a real ghost?!
Underclassmen these days are so rebellious.
They don't even show prefects the proper respect.
Oh, come off it!
We need holy water...
I forgot to bring it!
As if it would do anything.
I'll fight him off, if you'll elect me.
What?
Don't run from the mysteries, William.
Running away won't solve anything.
Sytry?
This little scratch is nothing.
But...
William, get back!
Did you get him?
No, he escaped.
That's no ghost. It's a demon.
A demon?
That low-ranked demon trash...
I'm going to make him sorry for scratching me.
The church?
Why would a demon go into the church?
Get back! Something's wrong!
Sytry!
Good evening.
Pastor Crosby?!
I didn't expect the bugs to get caught in my net this quickly.
Sytry...
Viscount and 12th noble of Hell, correct?
And candidate to be interim ruler of Hell.
How did you know—
Did you exorcise that other demon, too?
No...
It was his familiar.
Familiar?
Commanding demons... Some holy man you are.
What?!
Now I understand.
So you're the Elector,
the mere human who sold his soul to Hell.
I don't know what you're talking about.
I'm just a prefect trying to find out truth behind
the so-called ghost that's been terrorizing my dorm.
Fine.
Let me rid us of this eyesore first.
Sytry!
You're only making trouble for yourself with all this ruckus.
Don't worry, it's a barrier.
What?!
If you can make barriers,
then why haven't you done so from the start?!
I, uh... er...
Sorry.
So you've shown yourself at last, Dantalion Huber.
Or should I call you Dantalion, Grand Duke of Hell?
Th-That cross!
The Hand of God!
Hand of God?
I heard a rumor...
There are people in the Church who specialize in eliminating demons.
Pastor Crosby must be one of them,
part of the Church of England's peacekeeping division.
In other words,
an exorcist!
Wait, why are demons working for the Church?
They're familiars,
bound to his will until their contract ends.
There are too many objects here that weaken our powers.
Shall I handle this?
I have no intention of relying on you!
So stubborn.
Sytry!
William, say that you need my help.
Say it and I'll save him.
I believe you know...
that I would never betray your soul.
Get away from him, demon!
William, are you okay?
Tell me, priest, what does the Church want with the Elector?
While he may have the right to choose Hell's interim ruler,
he is still a human like all of you.
I can't imagine a clergyman doing anything violent to a human.
Is that so?
Human or not, he wields the right to choose Hell's interim ruler,
and he shares a powerful bond with your Emperor Lucifer.
We can't simply ignore that.
Now hold on—
We are but servants of God, granted by Him the power to eliminate evil.
We represent His will.
Therefore, Elector, by the power vested in me by God Himself,
I must eliminate you, too.
You mean kill him.
Always the same...
Every age, every generation.
Human beings are infinitely more cruel and selfish than any demon in Hell.
Very well, I will face you.
I don't care what your modus operandi is.
I can't afford to lose the Elector right now.
Filthy demon!
Hate to disappoint, but I was once like you!
Wonderful expression. Very vicious.
You remind me of my old self!
I swear, you people have always been like this.
Now if the Church of England and the Reformists were to attack all at once,
you might make some impact.
Dantalion!
I will defile your soul,
and send you to the loathsome purgatory
you men of the cloth detest so much.
You'll make a fine demon.
Stop, Dantalion!
Don't hamstring me. I am bound to obey your words.
So don't stop me, William.
You will stop.
This will only bring more trouble.
I am a human being,
and as long as you're here pretending to be one, too,
you will obey the laws of our world.
If you're going to stop me, then accept me.
Stop running from me!
No matter how much you deny it, Hell is close by.
Whether you like it or not.
Don't reject me.
I am bound to you.
For eternity.
Eternity...
Pastor Crosby!
You see? They'll be coming after you now.
These people are relentless.
It's got nothing to do with me.
William.
Command me...
To protect you.
You don't have to trust me.
Or even...
to believe in demons or Hell.
I'm hungry.
I want one of those cakes Baphomet makes.
William—
Earlier...
You said, "I can touch you, am I still an illusion?"
Yes...
I'll prove it to you.
What?
People like you,
who keep appearing and disappearing at will,
cannot be carelessly ignored.
Scientists are here to prove the science behind unscientific phenomena.
So you're saying... I can stay by your side?
Quiet! I'm just saying I'm not categorically denying that you're real!
That's all!
Don't mock realists.
Wait up, William!
There you have it.
You hear that, Sytry?
What are we going to to do now that this place is so busted up?
So we have to keep up this farce a while longer, then?
It wasn't me. I'm not a part of this.
There's no mistaking it.
The pacts that Solomon made with the seventy-two demons to rule over them...
That power lives on inside him.
William Twining is dangerous!
I heard Pastor Crosby's in the hospital.
I would imagine.
Good thing it wasn't too serious.
It's not good at all!
You can't hold public office in this country
unless you're a member of the Church!
If this gets out, what will come of my future?!
Baphomet has sent a cake for you.
Let's eat it in your room, William.
I've just received the perfect tea from home!
Hey, don't invite yourselves!
I wouldn't say I trust him, but...
Ah, Twining, wonderful.
Let me introduce you to the new priest
who has come to fill in for Pastor Crosby.
Hello, everyone.
My name is Kevin Cecil.
Kevin?!
Young Master, are you well?
I, Kevin Cecil, simply can't stop worrying about you.
I know! I'll bet ten pounds that you are well!
May the Lord protect you,
and if He does not, I shall.