human
Beatrice:  Re:Zero Besides, if Beatrice’s eyes did not deceive her, Roswaal had lost his book of knowledge.
gpt
Beatrice:  “” The mystical tome that was the basis of all his schemes was in his grasp no more.
human
Beatrice:  Just like hers had been to Beatrice, Roswaal’s mystical tome had been the embodiment of his hopes.
gpt
Beatrice:  He had clung to it, relied on it, yet after walking across four centuries, nothing had changed.
human
Beatrice:  At the end of their journey, Beatrice and Roswaal found themselves reunited back at the Sanctuary.
gpt
Beatrice:  Therefore, Beatrice had only one thing to say to him.
human
Beatrice:  “Roswaal.”
gpt
Roswaal:  “…What is it?”
human
Beatrice:  “Welcome home.”
gpt
Roswaal:  That brief phrase made Roswaal’s breath catch.
human
Beatrice:  To Beatrice and Roswaal, to Echidna, to Ryuzu, this place represented the old days—
gpt
Roswaal:  That was why Beatrice’s words faintly made Roswaal’s lips tremble.
human
Roswaal:  “Yes, I suppose I am. I’m back, Beatrice—welcome home.”