The results are very favorable.
We have increased the regeneration speed by 17%.
As of now, 30 subjects have almost been completed.
However, they turn into Ghouls after approximately 4 hours.
The limit of humans is very fragile. I hope you will forgive me.
At this time, the activation of the Undeads...
is imperfect. Is that correct, Doc?
Y-Yes...
you're correct.
I-I'm very sorry. Please forgive me.
Amazing.
We'll use them to destroy the Allied Front forces.
Before dawn, all the soldiers will be turned into a mob of Undead.
So tell me, how is she.
She is fine.
She is perfect,
and horrible.
After our research we can't believe she really exists.
All the experiments we've done thus far,
make it seem like a fantasy.
Major,
I don't know who she really is.
She is our heroin.
She is our beginning and our end.
Once the sanity and madness fought him,
they tortured him until he lost all his powers.
She is what remains.
What the hell are you doing at night?
Why don't you tremble with fear?
You bloody bastards.
Who the hell are you?
Tell me, who are you?
I,
am Hellsing's butler.
Walter C. Dornez.
And it's my duty to help my Lord if he is in danger.
And send you
straight to Hell.
Hellsing?!
The Royal Order of Protestant Knights?
The organization that specializes in eliminating vampires?
Yes, that is correct!
I'm here to stop your experiments.
To destroy you once and for all, not to spare anyone.
Nazis.
Well this troubling.
There is no reason I should fear you.
Germany won't lose this war completely.
Nor will we leave this war too quickly.
Because this war is what we do best.
You must be the damn leader.
Fatty.
Correct and I don't like being interrupted during dinner.
So, this fatty will continue to enjoy his meal.
Can you excuse me, boy?
This meal is really delicious.
Who prepared it?
I prepared the sauce and the cauliflower.
Doc, you prepared this amazing sauce?
I did, Major.
I'm glad it's to your liking.
The sausage is also excellent, Doc.
Your compliments honor me.
You tried to stop our research.
Furthermore, you interrupted dinner. All on the orders of your Government.
Kill him.
Look at these idiots.
They're easy targets.
A fascinating power.
You get angry easily, boy.
What the hell?!
You still provoke me even after what you've seen?!
Walter, was it?
You're very skilled, aren't you?
With your skill, you'd make a fine member to our organization.
What do you think?
You'd be a betrayer, but you'd follow my orders.
You could be part of my Waffen SS Division.
My vampire squadron, Lazte Batalion.
Will you accept?
Right?
Walter.
I don't think so, fatty.
Instead, I'll cut off your head!
Then I'll throw it into the fire of Hell and hear your flesh burn.
I see.
I didn't want it to come to this,
but it can't be helped.
Captain.
If you cut off his head, make sure you throw it into Hell!
Doc, let's go.
Yes.
The captain will fight well against him.
Sieg Heil!
Final 8: Victory