Makai Ouji: Devils and Realist (魔界王子)

Come forth, ye who were born of the darkness.

Ye who loves the withered spring grass, the dry well,

the blood of the lizard.

Who lies at ease by a grave, who rests in the storm.

Come, demon!

I am your master!

Form a pact with me!

Wh-Who are you?

Where is the Elector?

If you want to keep your soul, you'll take me to him.

What's the meaning of trespassing in my school, you megalomaniac?

I'd advise you to watch your tone, William.

Excuse me?

Who do you think paid your tuition?

I-It couldn't be...

It certainly could.

Who else would it be?

Of course, I'll be happy to call off the debt

if you choose me as interim ruler of Hell.

I'm not going to indebt myself to some demon!

There's no telling when more of us will show up

once word spreads that the Elector has appeared.

I won't ever leave your side.

That's not your decision!

I refuse to accept this!

Morning, Twining. You up?

Of course. Who do you think you're talking to?

What a model prefect.

Likewise, Swallow.

Let's go, or we'll be late for mass.

What is the most important thing in this world?

The Lord told us His two greatest commandments are

to love God above all others,

and to love your neighbor as yourself.

I shouldn't be surprised he's not here.

But did Dantalion really pay my tuition?

No, that's impossible.

I'm a realist.

A demon paying tuition is just preposterous.

Something on your mind, Twining?

Oh, if I'm wrong, then never mind.

I'm fine.

Good, glad to hear it.

Wait a second, Swallow!

Actually, can I ask you a favor?

Sure, no problem.

But...

Two prefects in the same place?

This is perfect.

Father Crosby? What can we do for you?

Lately, I've felt an evil presence in our school.

Evil presence?

Yes.

So please, tell the students to inform me immediately if anything happens.

Of course.

Yes!

All right! We won, Dantalion!

It has to be him.

Hey, William!

Your human sports are so easy, I'm getting bored!

Though, if they were to beg me, I wouldn't mind playing again...

Don't you remember your pretext for being here, you idiot?!

Huber's quite an intelligent lad,

but until recently he had to be home schooled due to poor health.

Twining!

As a prefect, it's your job to keep an eye on him.

You're being foolhardy!

Don't be so nitpicky.

Hey, where are you going?

You're my one and only Elector!

Enough!

I refuse to involve myself in non-scientific nonsense!

What are—

Shut up!

My mind won't be changed.

Don't approach me, associate with me, or talk to me!

You...

Master Dantalion!

Emergency!

What happened?

It appears Baalberith's forces are making a move.

Please return to Hell at once!

Baalberith?

Understood.

You two, keep your eyes on William at all times!

Sir!

Damn it! Bugger off, you vermin!

Vermin?!

We're not monitoring you because we like you!

Quiet, you riffraff!

What on earth is wrong with William?

Tuition...

I need to make sure I pay my own way next semester.

Drat!

I should've at least brought a spoon back from the manor.

A silver one would've been worth some cash...

What is it now?!

Sorry...

Isaac?

Well?

I need to talk to you...

Sorry, I don't have time to listen to your occult fairy tales.

No, it's not about that...

Good day, William.

Pleased to meet you. I'm Sytry Cartwright.

Nice to meet you.

And? If you're here to tell me you met a fellow occultist, I'm not interested.

Actually...

He's the one who wants to talk to you.

If he's trying to get in the good graces of a prefect, then...

Oops.

Was I interrupting? Should I come back?

No, wait. Let's talk outside.

Here.

These are the scholarship applications you asked me for this morning.

You got these already?

Thank you.

Don't mention it.

Still, for the heir to the Twining family to be going after scholarships...

I'm impressed.

Paying your own way is a good example for the clowns

with no goals or aspirations, who're here wasting their parents' money.

I can't tell him my family's gone bankrupt,

and I had to get a demon from Hell to pay for me...

Bye!

Thanks, Swallow!

Drat, should I just try and skip another grade?

But they say the current valedictorian's the greatest genius in school history—

There's a better way than scholarships.

You were listening?

My uncle is always

on the lookout for promising young men to sponsor.

Young Parisian artists, up and coming actors,

and of course, struggling students.

I'm sure he would approve of you.

So he'd be my patron, essentially?

Precisely.

Of course, you would need to meet with him first.

Consider it a test.

Sounds too good to be true.

Besides, I always admired you.

Top of the class since the day you started school,

and you've skipped two grades already!

I'm sure that, after a talk with you,

my uncle will take interest in you.

Right, Isaac?

Oh, probably, yes.

Well, I suppose it can't hurt to meet him.

Why don't you come to our manor on the next holiday?

Sounds good. I'll talk to my house steward about it.

Cartwright, is it?

I certainly appreciate the offer.

Please, call me Sytry.

And you're very welcome, William.

I'm the greatest!

No well-informed man would allow

a promising youth like me slip away!

Finally, I can rid myself of that pesky demon!

Isaac?

What's he doing out at this hour?

It's nearly time for evening roll call.

Bloody hell...

As prefect, I'm held responsible when people break the rules!

Eternal, almighty Father...

I call upon thee, o creator of Heaven and Earth.

Thou who created me, thy humble human servant,

I pray to thee—

Isaac!

William?

What're you doing?

You imbecile.

I told you to drop this foolish occult nonsense!

Don't interrupt me!

I'm doing this for you, too!

What? Why me?

The only way to get rid of that demon

is to summon an angel that's at least as strong as he is!

It's here!

That's not an angel!

Just get rid of it!

U-Um... the opposite of summoning is... sending, was it?

Forget it, just run!