human
Elisabeth:  What was the mad request he was trying to fulfill? Elisabeth shifted her sword vertically a hair.
gpt
Elisabeth:  “So? Where is this dear Saint of yours?” She asked in a voice fully devoid of emotion.
human
Butcher:  “Madam Elisabeth, it brought me such joy when you saw fit to voice how delicious something was. Mr. Dim-Witted Servant… No, Mr. Kaito. The fact that you, a mere human, made it this far on conviction alone is something to be proud of. Ms. Lovely Maid…Ms. Hina. Thank you for preparing my meats so exquisitely. And congratulations on your wedding.” The Butcher’s voice was light as he obstinately ignored Elisabeth’s question.
gpt
Elisabeth:  Her irritation was about to show on her face, but at the last moment, the corners of Elisabeth’s mouth froze.
human
Kaito:  Kaito rapidly went pale.
gpt
Hina:  Hina rapidly went pale as well.
human
Lute:  Lute looked around restlessly.
gpt
Jeanne:  Jeanne offered no response.
human
Kaito:  Kaito took off at a dash.
gpt
Hina:  Hina took off at a dash.
human
Elisabeth:  Elisabeth reached out with her sword-free hand.
gpt
Elisabeth:  “Butcher, no!”
human
Butcher:  “The time has come to close up shop. This marks my final task as a merchant: delivering meat.” The Butcher didn’t, in fact, stop, instead taking off at a dash himself. The way he ran wasn’t forward but backward. Yet, nothing lay there except darkness.
gpt
Butcher:  “I said so, did I not? The fairy tale must come to an end.”
human
Kaito:  Kaito’s eyes practically bulged out of their sockets. Just as he’d thought, the last thing the Butcher had said had been his final testament.
gpt
Elisabeth:  “Tch!” Elisabeth snapped her fingers. Having seen that her arm wouldn’t reach far enough, she summoned forth a vortex of crimson petals and darkness from the air. Her aim was unsteady, perhaps due to her agitation. However, the chains just barely managed to wrap around the Butcher’s arm.
human
Kaito:  Kaito breathed a sigh of relief.
gpt
Butcher:  “Wh—?”
human
Butcher:  “And finally, thank you so much for your many years of patronage.” The Butcher’s clawed left arm remained bound by the chains. It, and it alone, dangled in the air. The Butcher had drawn a knife from the many folds of his cloak, then severed his own arm. His body fell, as though it were being sucked in. Ribbons of blood followed him down as the abyss consumed him. In the end, all that remained was that one arm.
gpt
Elisabeth:  Elisabeth stopped at the edge of the cliff.
human
Hina:  Hina came to an abrupt halt, too.
gpt
Kaito:  Kaito, on the other hand, didn’t. His momentum practically carried him over and into the abyss. Then, with his arm still outstretched, he got ready to leap into the vast darkness.
human
Elisabeth:  Elisabeth and Hina frantically wrapped their arms around him. They nearly ended up slipping as well, but the two of them narrowly managed to maintain their footing.
gpt
Elisabeth:  “Get back, you dullard!” They both cried out in unison.
human
Hina:  “Master Kaito, please step back!” They both cried out in unison.
gpt
Kaito:  “…This isn’t right.” The words tumbled from Kaito’s mouth.