gpt
Julius:  The white light pressed forward, threatening to blot out the aurora. Even after pouring out everything he had and borrowing the strength of the six spirits, Julius was still being overwhelmed. He had used his greatest trump card while his opponent had simply swung a sword seriously for the first time in this battle. He was astonished at the absurdity of the situation. At the same time, there was an emotion welling inside his breast that agreed this was how it was meant to be. A sword stroke that could split the world. The ultimate technique of a Sword Saint to rival Reinhard’s. In the middle of a life-or-death struggle, Julius had an idle thought. If Reid and Reinhard fought, who would come out on top? Legend versus legend, Sword Saint against Sword Saint. In a battle that could never happen, who would claim victory? Unfortunately, he would never get the chance to find out.
human
Julius:  “In which case, I will have to find out myself with my own body.” The only people who would ever have the chance to cross blades with both Reinhard van Astrea and Reid Astrea were those who had reached this tower. And the only ones to actually do so were Julius and Emilia, who had gone to the upper floor. Julius had no intention of yielding that role to anyone else. All that remained was to win. He had to break through the white light and defeat Reid Astrea with his rainbow. For the sake of that, he poured his whole spirit into his sword and took one step forward… If even the tiniest bit of his pride and strength as the Finest of Knights could be infused into the tip of his blade…
gpt
Julius:  Julius hears a voice.
human
Julius:  “Julius.” It was a voice that should not have been able to reach him. And yet it surely did. Or perhaps it echoed not in his ears but somewhere deeper, in the depths of his soul.