human
Owner:  "If you’re lucky, you’ll make it back alive, but most of them are still out there buried in the sand.”
gpt
Owner:  “That tower was built four hundred years ago, and in all this time, there’s been no end to the people damn fool enough to set out for it, but there hasn’t been a one who ever claimed to actually reach it. Even the Sword Saint couldn’t do it.”
human
Owner:  Reinhard’s failure had apparently left a broader mark than expected. The owner may have intended that as his trump card, but unfortunately for him, they already knew about that and were still resolute about going anyway. “And leading a girl into that hell…”
gpt
Subaru:  “Sorry. You’re reeeally worried about us.” Subaru was struggling with how to respond to the owner’s earnest and entirely reasonable point when Emilia broke in.
human
Emilia:  The owner’s eyes widened as she started with a gentle apology. “We’re not regulars or anything of the sort, but you still told us so much. Thank you.”
gpt
Owner:  “No, sorry for being such a nag about it. But I didn’t make any of that up. It’s always youngsters like you two, every time.”
human
Subaru:  “Are there really that many people who want to meet the Sage?”
gpt
Owner:  “I imagine most of them just want the claim to fame that comes with saying they met the Sage. There are probably some who want to learn something from the Sage, but…all that cockamamie talk’s pretty dubious in the first place.” The owner shrugged and shook his head in disgust.
human
Owner:  He was probably telling the truth about having seen dozens of people recklessly try to reach the Pleiades Watchtower. He was a nicer guy than his face let on probably, because he seemed embarrassed over how he reacted. “Do you mean even if we reach the tower, we might not be able to meet the Sage?”
gpt
Owner:  “I’ve never heard anything about anyone reaching it. And if you believe the rumor, the Sage is still at the top of the tower looking out over the dunes, delivering a righteous judgment upon all villains, but…there’s also demon beasts and the miasma. I can’t imagine those dunes are anything other than a trap for hunting prey.”
human
Emilia:  “A lure for hunting prey…” Emilia gasped slightly.
gpt
Owner:  The owner nodded and then turned toward the window. “Don’t move around outside during the sand time and avoid demon beasts as much as possible. But even then, you still can’t avoid the miasma. The biggest obstacle for clearing the dunes is that thick miasma.”
human
Subaru:  “I can’t really picture what exactly that miasma even is, honestly.” Subaru cocked his head. He had heard the word plenty of times, and it wasn’t like he couldn’t get some idea from the definition. Basically it was an atmosphere that had a negative influence on the body. Or at least something like that. Maybe sort of like a poison gas?
gpt
Subaru:  “Um, Subaru, miasma is the word for mana that has been polluted by something bad.