human
Fourier:  "And how can I bear any ill will toward a girl like that? After all, I myself am a descendant of the Lion King!”
gpt
Fourier:  “—”
human
Fourier:  “Is something wrong?” He had been so confident as he spoke, but Crusch simply stared at him. This girl had seemed so stoic at first, and now he had seen so many of her varied expressions—although he wished more of them were smiles.
gpt
Crusch:  “N-no."
human
Crusch:  "It’s simply… This is the first time anyone has thought I might have been interested in the crest, and I was surprised.”
gpt
Fourier:  “Ah, I see. But is it not true?”
human
Crusch:  “Yes…it is.” Crusch seemed to want to understand why Fourier had made this guess with such confidence.
gpt
Fourier:  “So you know, there was no particular reason I thought that. No proof. Just my own certainty.” So he stuck out his chest proudly.
human
Crusch:  “…I can see Your Highness is serious. You surprise me more with every moment.”
gpt
Fourier:  “Generally speaking, I am always serious. My eccentricities are of a kind not often detected by the common people, however. Heh-heh! Are you afraid of me now?”
human
Crusch:  “No, my lord. Only admiring.” Crusch pulled in her chin, raising the dagger so that Fourier could see it. Her delicate fingertips ran across the seal, and her amber eyes sparkled.
gpt
Crusch:  “Is Your Highness aware of the reason that the crest of my house—the Karsten house—is a lion?”
human
Fourier:  “Um—yes, yes, of course I am! But…just for form’s sake, I wish to hear it from your own lips. I must see if we share the same understanding.”
gpt
Crusch:  “Of course. As Your Highness knows, the lion crest was originally the insignia of the Lugunica royal family.” That had been four centuries earlier, before the pact with the dragon was made and the nation came to be known as the Dragonfriend Kingdom. In those days, the Kingdom of Lugunica had flown the lion crest, and its ruler had been called the Lion King. Wise and strong, these lords provided guidance to all the people. The title was lost when the last Lion King made his pact with the dragon, and dragons became more revered than lions in Lugunica.
human
Crusch:  “By the dragon’s good grace, the kingdom became rich and prosperous." Crusch concluded. "And with the Lion King no longer needed, the lion crest gave way to the one we have today, which bears the dragon.”
gpt
Fourier:  “That’s right—I remember now! The lion crest was not lost but gifted by the ruler to an especially valued subject. And the lion bearing its fangs—”
human
Crusch:  “—became the symbol of my family, House of Karsten.”
gpt
Fourier:  “The Lion King…” he breathed. Miklotov’s endless chatter and those classes Fourier was always running away from had finally come in handy. But he had rarely heard the ancient title “Lion King” more than he had today.
human
Crusch:  “Indeed,” she said, “the Lion King.” It was a title that had been all but forgotten by many. Fourier tried to speak it freely but found himself unable.