Upon arrival at the outskirts of Nuremberg, Germany, the Phantomhive group stood before a man in a cart, asking a question. However, the response they got was in a completely different language.
"Hey...Sebastian. What language are they speaking?" Ciel asked his butler.
"East Franconian. It is a southern German dialect." Sebastian replied.
"The dialect is too strong! My studies were practically useless!! I can't even follow what they're saying!!"
"The fundamentals are vital in everything, young master."
"So...what's he saying?" Red asked as she walked up to the pair, now dressed in a pistachio-colored long skirt with a matching coat, a long-sleeved white blouse, a brown tied belt, and knee-high black heeled boots. Her makeup was done in a natural look and her hair was tied back partially with a matching bow.
"Ach, I ain't gonna go bite it from the witch's curse. No thanks." Sebastian translated. "Dun matter how much gold you got, no's a no... So he says."
"Has he seen an accursed human?" Ciel asked before adding, "You don't need to translate the dialect into your interpretation!"
Sebastian then went to translate his master's question then translated the man's answer to that he has seen them and how grotesque their appearance was.
"Their faces were swollen to twice the normal size. And their skin looked like it'd melted into a thick mud. One died right off. The other lived, but word has it he went nuts from the shock." The German told Sebastian
"The other one survived?" Sebastian asked.
"Yep. He was all shook up with fear and kept screamin'...'The wolfman's coming!'"
"So where is he now?"
"He's the eldest son of the Briegel family, rich folk who live on the outskirts of this village...but he's gone now. The government came 'n' took him away to some big hospital in case whatever he had caught and they took the dead 'un away too." (IT'S ALWAYS THE GOVERNMENT!!)
Sebastian then turned to his master and the red head and said, "There is a survivor, but he was intensely confused and kept repeating 'The wolfman's coming.'"
"So he's seen the wolfman?" Ciel asked.
"Government officials took him away to a major institution along with the other victim. Will you search all the hospitals in the country?"
"No need. There isn't any point in speaking to a madman-"
"Yet you always spoke to my father." Red smirked, interrupting the young lord who's eye twitched in irritation.
"We should go at once to this 'Werewolves' Forest' ourselves." Ciel continued.
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Laughter is Born From Madness
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