What a beautiful voice.
It reminds me of the chimes that echo through purgatory.
What will you do now?
With your identity now known, things cannot continue as they have before.
I'm aware.
Oh?
I'm interested now...
In the covenants
that Dantalion and I formed with Solomon long ago.
What is with this school and its love for events like these?
Shakespeare, huh? I'm not a fan, myself...
I preferred the Greek myth they did last year.
Yet you cry in Greek language class.
Well, there are always all those ghosts in Shakespeare's works.
It gives me the creeps!
There is no such thing as ghosts!
There are! Shakespeare saw them himself!
If he did, they were made of atoms.
You're so stubborn!
You can trust me to interpret the work correctly.
What's with that outfit?
I am the King of Denmark, Claudius!
It suits you! How fitting for the next interim ruler!
A rare star!
The man who killed the ruling king and usurped the throne, huh?
Fitting, indeed.
What?
A virtuous soul blessed with ultimate beauty.
That is Ophelia, the one I will portray.
The role was made for me.
There was just no one else who wanted the role.
Excuse me?!
Am I wrong?
Yes!
God...
If you do exist, do your damn job!
You're not going to be in the play, William?
Sorry, but I've no desire to perform in front of a crowd.
I'm directing the play.
What happened to the so-called power struggle in Hell, anyway?
Can they afford to spend all their time playing?
Young Master!
What is it, Kevin?
I have a small favor to ask.
Then I have one for you, as well.
Hi, darling!
A mirage. You're a mirage. Begone, phantom!
Oh my, did my cuteness blind you?
Sytry's in the underclassmen's room.
Just get him and leave.
Oh, my.
And what will you be doing?
Today is the annual Great Sabbat.
You know you can't afford not to come.
Three of the candidates for interim ruler will be there, after all.
I did love you once.
Indeed, my lord, you made me believe so.
You should not...
should not have believed...
If it's so embarrassing, why did you agree to direct the play?
Why do you think?
The director gets attention without even having to be on stage.
Plus it helps my grades!
Brilliantly pragmatic and greedy!
And what about you? Why did you call me here?
To encourage you, of course.
I've got money on which play will get the best reviews,
so I really want you at your best!
Again?
I've told you over and over to stop gambling. You still haven't learned?
Young Master!
Sorry, something on your back.
Hey, Twining.
Two of the residents requested leave for tonight. Here.
At this hour? Who?
Dantalion Huber and Sytry Cartwright.
They both said they were going home.
When?!
Just now.
Urgent family matters, they said.
Family?
Then they went back to Hell?
God's finally doing His job!
It's too bad we'll have to cancel rehearsal...
What's that pose for?
N-Nothing at all.
Dantalion, dance with me!
I'm not in the mood to play with children.
Worried about leaving Solomon behind?
Greetings, Your Excellency Astaroth.
If you want him that badly, just pushing isn't enough.
Sometimes you have to pull away.
Pull away?
I think Beelzebub said the same thing once.
Don't bring that up!
That reminds me, he should be here now...
Not just Beelzebub! All of the Four Kings are here!
And the candidates for interim ruler, too!
The Elector is more strong-willed than we gave him credit for.
Normally there'd be no reason for you to go in person, Sytry.
Yes, but we can't have the Nephilim slipping ahead of us.
Elector or not, he's still just a human.
All we need is his soul.
Its vessel is unnecessary.
Vessel?
Someday, the Nephilim will disappear from Hell entirely.
We needn't wait for His Highness Lucifer's replacement to take the throne.
Uncle, that's—
My pretty little puppet...
I trust you haven't forgotten your heritage?
That's it.
That's what I like to see.
Grand Duchess of the South, Lady Astaroth.
Grand Duke of the East, Lord Samael.
Grand Duke of the West, Lord Baalberith,
accompanied by Viscount Sytry.
He's very elegant.
A far cry from our own wild child.
Greetings, Your Excellency Astaroth.
Where might Dantalion be?
No idea. He was here just a moment ago.
What is he doing at such a crucial time?
His lack of decorum knows no bounds.
Grand Duke of the North,
Head of Evil Spirits,
Lord of the Flies, Lord Beelzebub,
accompanied by Great President Camio.
Camio may be half human,
but he carries the blood of His Highness Lucifer.
Rumor has it his powers eclipse even those of us Four Kings.
Greetings, Lord Baalberith.
I'm happy to see that the Sabbat is a success.
I'd like to call it a splendid gathering, but I believe we're still short one guest.
Are you referring to Dantalion?
He has no manners whatsoever. Please forgive him.
Actually, I didn't mean him.
The lone human upon whom His Highness Lucifer
bestowed the right to choose Hell's interim ruler.
Son of David, King of Israel,
blessed by God with wisdom surpassing all mankind,
Solomon.
Solomon?
Solomon's coming?
Why must I, a Grand Duke of Hell, do all this?!
Hey, Solomon!
Buried
Sick man, thou shalt steep cypress and herbs.
It smells so good.
Honestly...
I can't fathom how a shut-in like you can be the wisest man on Earth.
What does it matter? I've still got you.
Oh, fetch that milk.
Don't treat me like an errand boy!
Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses.
I'm perfectly content to stay here
and pass the time reading.
You can't, Solomon!
Why?
If you stay...
If you remain here, eventually you'll be...
I know.
My father accuses me of heresy.
He'll come for me sooner or later.
I'll kill you myself before I let anyone lay a hand on you.
If you wish, I'll do it this instant!
If I wish...
Indeed.
Someday, you will grant my wish.
Someday, you will kill me.
What was that dream trying to say?
Duke Dantalion!
The Elector's in big trouble!
William?!
William!
Worried about Dantalion and Sytry?
I-I'm not worried about anyone!
I was just noticing how dreadful the fog is tonight.
What's that?
William?
The barrier is wavering.
What is that?!
It's a huge legion of demons!
It's like a Sabbat!
This is...
a dream.
It's not a dream! The demons are about to have a party!
Sytry?!
I thought you returned to Hell?!
I came back to save you!
Save me?
Say you choose me!
Now!
This is no time for that—
If you elect me, it gives me a reason to protect you!
Even from my own uncle!
Elect this, elect that!
I am not Solomon and I'm not the Elector!
How many times do I have to say it?!
Sytry!
No, William!
Tonight is the night when the barrier between our two worlds vanishes.
Right now, a horde of demons has gone to welcome Solomon—
Wrong.
You mean they've gone to kill him.
Wouldn't Solomon's death benefit you every bit as much as it does me?
I thought you'd be happy to finally be free of that ancient covenant.
Was I mistaken?
Didn't I tell you?
I warned you things were going to get dangerous.
The demons Solomon didn't form a pact with are coming after me?
Exactly!
By not choosing anyone, you essentially leave yourself unarmed.
They see you as the ideal prey!
Those things are all trying to kill me?
They're Baalberith's underlings. What a hassle.
Guess I'll just slaughter them.
Wha—
Wow!
Even if they're low level demons, the gap in their powers is enormous.
Don't bother struggling.
I'm going to obliterate all of you!
Dantalion!
Wh-What is that?
A magic circle created by the powers of heaven.
It appears someone's placed a barrier over this area.
My powers...
An exorcist?
No, no human is capable of something this powerful.
Please distance yourself, Sir William.
Staying this close to Duke Dantalion is dangerous.
If he were to unleash his full power,
the entire school might be razed to the ground.
Dantalion...
Someday, you will grant my wish.
Dantalion, stop!
Solomon—
Calm yourself.
Camio?
A demon of your stature should never lose control like that.
William, are you okay?
Y-Yeah...
Begone. I will not allow anyone, no matter who,
to bring harm to Solomon.
The demons all went away.
They were just an illusion caused by electrical discharges.
Try reading some of Ben Franklin's essays.
Well, today is a Sabbat.
That's probably why they were all so rowdy!
Ridiculous!
Sabbat, my foot.
It was just fog that happened to look like demons!
The fog had already cleared!
Forget Sabbat. It's time for Shakespeare.
Sytry, Dantalion, you'd better know your lines.
Get back to the dorm for rehearsal.
Lamia, the party's over. Let's go.
Huh? Where's Dantalion?
Apparently, he didn't care for the festivities.
Neither did your candidate.
Or His Lordship's pretty puppet, for that matter.
What a fiasco.
They're all completely enamored with Solomon...
Just as we are.
Twining, emergency!
What's wrong?
Heinz came down with appendicitis!
What?! But he's Hamlet!
What do we do? It's too late to cancel the show...
We need a replacement.
Yeah, but who?
The only person who knows all the lines is you, our director!
Twining!
If the curtain fails to rise, your stock is sure to fall.
To be or not to be?
That is the question!
Why am I doing this?
My lord, I come to return the tokens of love you once gave me.
Hey, Sytry, this isn't that kind of scene!
Lord Hamlet, say that you choose me.
Freeze!
You will choose me!
Hang on!
What do you think you're touching?! I'll sue!
Get off him! He belongs to me!
Who cares?! Wil—
Snap
Are you trying to ruin my play?!
Hi! I'm sure you know who I am.
The archangel Michael, who passes judgment on
those who sin against Heaven.
Now hurry up and kneel before me.
Once upon a time, I was known and feared as "Bluebeard,"
but I'm not that hairy!