human
Felt:  "It hurts just to watch.”
gpt
Felt:  “I have already informed you several times over, Lady Felt, I cannot comply with your comma—”
human
Felt:  “Because I didn’t wanna do this royal selection thing, right? Then it’s simple.—I’ll do it, the royal selection. I just gotta try to be king, right?”
gpt
Felt:  “—!” The declaration, accompanied by a laugh showing off her snaggletooth, sent a shudder throughout the entire chamber. Many of the onlookers seemed aghast at how lightly she made such a critical decision. But naturally, the old man’s reaction was even greater, his feelings about her announcement plain on his face.
human
Rom:  “Wh-what are you saying, Felt? I-I accepted it. What you said is right. You can’t live by losing your pride. Having you cut me loose couldn’t be hel—”
gpt
Felt:  “Cut the crap, you shitty old man. What, you’ve lived this long without knowing you can’t act worth a damn? I’ve been with you long enough to know all sorts of things about you, like—when you tell a lie, the swirl on your forehead turns backward!” Felt raised her cheeks and drew a little pattern on her head to demonstrate. Her gesture made Old Man Rom’s face go pale.
human
Rom:  “You’re lying!” and touched his bound arms to his own head in haste.
gpt
Felt:  Felt watched him and said, “Yep, I’m lying. Wow, do you look stupid. No sympathy from me.”
human
Rom:  “—Ah? !” Old Man Rom was beside himself at falling so easily for her trap.
gpt
Felt:  Felt shook her head. “So there you have it. Get those shackles off him. Everything up to now was just the wild fantasy of a senile old geezer.”
human
Marcus:  “We cannot simply let him go on such flimsy grou—”
gpt
Felt:  “—This old man’s my family,” Felt resolutely stated. “Let him go, now.” Hearing these words, Marcus’s face registered surprise for a brief instant. The next moment, the hesitation vanished.
human
Marcus:  “As you command.” Marcus stood at attention and let go of Old Man Rom’s shackles. Then, he ordered the guards behind him, “Unlock the manacles.”
gpt
Felt:  Felt raised a hand to stop them. “Too slow—Reinhard!”
human
Reinhard:  “Here.” Reinhard responded instantly to the girl’s sharp voice, his tall frame advancing to the chamber’s center. As the red-haired young man stood at Felt’s side, Felt didn’t even look at him. Instead, she crossed her arms and motioned with her chin.
gpt
Felt:  “Do it.” It was the world’s shortest command.
human
Reinhard:  “Yes, my Lady—” Reinhard raised a hand up to the sky, fingers straight, slicing down through the air like a knife. The old man’s wrists were bound by metal shackles, but the knight’s hand sliced through them as if they were paper. The manacles, cut clean in two, slid off as if they melted, falling to the floor. A high-pitched clink echoed in the chamber. In a true sense, this sound announced this was the moment the two had become lord and vassal.
gpt
Felt:  Felt remarked, “So this all went the way you wanted, didn’t it?”