human
Kaito:  Even with the attractive proposition of escaping the grand burden of having to rebuild the Capital, the reconstruction sect will fail to sway many of the less devout. And the powerful have a tendency to value gold higher than God, y’see. They both have a way of slippin’ away when you really need ’em, though!” Taking Jeanne’s mocking words into account, Kaito took another look at what the people down below were doing.
gpt
Kaito:  The streams of silver and crimson had completely split apart, serving well to illustrate the discord present among their camp.
human
Kaito:  “As a result, the normal paladins were taken along, but in name alone. The grotesque pawns are likely off searching, and the scarlet lot is no doubt going to join them and try to capture the Butcher. The paladins, on the other hand, seem to have been sent off in the opposite direction. With that in mind, it would appear that the north is far more promising. The Butcher fled quickly, though. I have my doubts as to whether they’ll truly be able to catch him…”
gpt
Elisabeth:  “Excuse me, Lady Elisabeth?”
human
Elisabeth:  “Hmm? What is it, Hina? …Oh-ho?” As Hina repeatedly tapped on her shoulder, Elisabeth turned around. After looking in the direction Hina was indicating, she blinked repeatedly.
gpt
Kaito:  A silly expression crossed Kaito’s face, as well. At some point, something had taken a seat atop Yah Llodl’s corpse’s shoulder. It was a small emerald-green mass, and it was gnawing on his frozen ear.
human
Lute:  Startled, Lute reeled backward. As he pointed at the mass, a cry slipped out of his mouth. “Y-you! You’re the irreverent whelp who invaded Lady Vyade Ula Forstlast’s bedchambers!”
gpt
Dragon whelp::  “Kyau!” The response he received sounded entirely innocent. The dragon whelp began turning lively somersaults in the air. Its splendid tail, which seemed a bit too large for its body, swayed behind it. It didn’t look repentant in the slightest.
human
Kaito:  How long had it been there? Just as that question crossed Kaito’s mind, though, a more pressing concern weighed on him
gpt
Kaito:  The body was put on display up here. In other words, the Church was fully aware of how well the cliff overlooked their base. It was odd, then, that they hadn’t stationed any guards there. As he carefully surveyed their surroundings, Kaito gasped.
human
Kaito:  “Hey, wait, Elisabeth! Look where you’re stepping!”
gpt
Elisabeth:  “Hmm? Ah, I see. Little wonder, then, that standing here was so comfortable!” Elisabeth nodded. Beneath her high heels was a man buried in the snow. His scarlet hood peeked out from amid the white. He appeared to be unconscious.
human
Kaito:  Worried that the man might freeze to death, Kaito frantically reached out his hand. When he touched the man’s skin, though, it was strangely warm. Apparently, he’d stored magic stones on his extremities to preserve his body heat. A jewel designed for communications was installed on his chest as well. In all likelihood, he was the one who’d been in charge of guarding the cliff top. But why, then, was he unconscious?