human
Blue Lightning:  "Though, I confess it would be quite a thrill to conduct a battle with our two countries riding on us, like the Silver Flower Dance of Pictat.”
gpt
Ferris:  "You’re referring to the battle between the Sword Devil and Eight-Arms, almost forty years ago?”
human
Blue Lightning:  "I think the highest heights of swordsmanship at the time had much in common with what we do now. How I would love to talk with the Sword Devil someday! You wouldn’t happen to know him, would you?” The Blue Lightning of Volakia was obviously bursting with curiosity, but Ferris and Julius both looked at him flatly.
gpt
Ferris:  Ferris, seeking to prevent further derailment of the conversation, clapped her hands. "All right, all right. We don’t know this Sword Devil, and we don’t want to know him—sounds like a problem waiting to happen—and anyway, we’re getting off subject! Why are you so set on battling Reinhard?”
human
Julius:  “…I must say, I agree with Ferris. My swordsmanship is quite underdeveloped compared with yours, Master Cecils, but even to my untutored eye, your chances of victory seem—”
gpt
Cecils:  "Hey, now, planning to challenge me yourself before the big day? Just so you know, the shortness of my temper is so notorious in the empire that it’s even come up in the Imperial Parliament.”
human
Cecils:  "Yeah, must be pretty embarrassing when the empire’s strongest fighter can’t pass up an insult." Cecils’s tone had remained light, but Julius and Ferris looked at him sharply.
gpt
Cecils:  “Hmm.” He said, crossing his arms, as if their gazes had gotten through to him. “Not to toot my own horn, but I’ve never encountered a fight that really pushed me to my limits.”
human
Julius:  Neither of them responded.
gpt
Cecils:  “Surpassing intelligence and overwhelming physical ability are one within me. Truly, is such a being not destined to take the lead role? The Sword Saint is the first wall, you might say, that I’ve encountered. And walls can’t be avoided.”
human
Ferris:  "Why?"
gpt
Cecils:  "Is it that confusing?” Cecils responded, appearing genuinely perplexed. “A character can’t run from the challenges of his story.”
human
Julius:  Julius nonetheless narrowed his eyes when he saw how natural and comfortable Cecils appeared to be. “Very well. I understand what you’re saying.”
gpt
Cecils:  “Excellent! That’s the nature of a bond born from trading blows! Two people really can understand each other after that!”
human
Julius:  “However, my position being what it is, I can hardly just look the other way while you run free, Master Cecils."