human
Garfiel:  ”Just like her master, huh?” Clicking his tongue, Garfiel gave an answer that was closer to a cursing than an expression of malice.
gpt
Garfiel:  There was no doubting he was related by blood to Frederica, but it was no atmosphere for asking anything him about it. Maybe Frederica refused to speak of him because—
human
Subaru:  “You don’t really get along well with Frederica?”
gpt
Garfiel:  “Emilia-tan? !”
human
Subaru:  “If you’re gonna ask if we get along well or not, we don’t. Besides, everythin’ from here on don’t concern her. Everythin’ from here is about us, and you people who came through the barrier, nothin’ else.”
gpt
Emilia:  Emilia’s straight-to-the-point question took Subaru by surprise, but Garfiel replied in a surprisingly calm fashion, sinking his hips deeper into his seat as he indicated the outside of the dragon carriage with his chin.
human
Emilia:  Subaru understood what his gesture meant: They would soon arrive at their destination, the Sanctuary.
gpt
Garfiel:  “We welcome you, Lady Emilia and her two servants.” The words of welcome had a title of respect attached, but there was not a shred of respect or warmth in them.
human
Garfiel:  Having spoken them, Garfiel replied to Subaru’s and Emilia’s suspicious gazes with an audible clenching of his fangs. With that, he spread his arms very wide, indicating the entire area.
gpt
Garfiel:  “For whatever reason, Roswaal calls this the Sanctuary, but…it ain’t a place suited for pretty-sounding words like that. It’s a place where rejects gather and live together, a dead-end laboratory.”
human
Subaru:  “Laboratory…?”
gpt
Emilia:  “Rejects.” Subaru and Emilia knit their brows as different words tugged at their respective minds.
human
Garfiel:  For his part, Garfiel laughed, not concealing his mouth like Frederica did. “As for me, I think it’s more accurate to call it the tomb of the Witch of Greed!”
gpt
Subaru:  “The Witch of Greed? !” As Garfiel continued, Subaru tilted his head at the never-before-heard statement; in his stead, it was Otto, overhearing the discussion inside the dragon carriage, who had an exaggerated reaction.
human
Otto:  “Um, ah, er, excuse me… You don’t mean to say this is genuinely related to the Witch of Greed, yes…?” In a fierce panic, Otto peered into the carriage from the driver’s seat.
gpt
Subaru:  “Wait, wait, WAIT! ’Cause you got super surprised I’m reacting late, but what’s the Witch of Greed to begin with? When people say Witch, they mean the Witch of Jealousy, right…?”
human
Subaru:  The Witch of Jealousy had plunged the world into the lowest depths of terror; even in the present, she was feared as the most awful of calamities. Subaru knew only of the Witch bearing the title of Jealousy. He’d never heard of any others. Despite that, the term beyond his expectations sailed overhead, bringing the worst of possibilities rushing to the forefront of his mind.
gpt
Subaru:  “Don’t tell me the Witch Cult has one Witch for each of them? Seven Witches, so seven archbishops in total?! How hard do you think it was defeating even one of them? !”