human
Felt:  For a single moment, her behavior brought time itself to a halt. Then, the chamber exploded. “Wh-what is she saying? !” “This is where the king is selected, and she says she’ll destroy the nation? !” “What have we spent all this time for! !”
gpt
Felt:  Felt blew off the vociferous, angry shouts of the onlookers all at once. “Ohh, where’s all your high-and-mighty talk now? What about that proud history? Now look, when I become king, I’m breaking all of it. I’m smacking down the lot of you knuckleheads who still can’t see the floor crumbling underneath. You all need a breath of fresh air.”
human
Miklotov:  Miklotov, listening to the proclamation that was reckless without precedent, nodded generously, his expression unchanged as he glanced at the knight standing beside the girl. “Your lord is quite a feisty one. Having heard her words, what do you think of them?”
gpt
Reinhard:  “—Truth be told, I believe Lady Felt’s wishes are, unfortunately, still in the realm of fantasy.”
human
Felt:  “Hey, you!”
gpt
Reinhard:  “However, someday, Lady Felt’s words will reach everyone. It is my duty to give her my full support until that day comes.”
human
Miklotov:  Miklotov countered, “But Lady Felt counts you among those things she intends to destroy, does she not?”
gpt
Reinhard:  Reinhard bowed deeply on one knee toward Miklotov, showing no sign of relenting. “Surely after destruction, there will be renewal. If she will have me, I have no greater desire than to be at her side during that time.”
human
Felt:  Felt furiously scratched at her hair as she watched his chivalrous profile. “So in the end, which one are you, my ally or my enemy here?”
gpt
Reinhard:  “Your ally. Yours, and yours alone.”
human
Felt:  “…Fine, then. I’ll put you to good use.” With her acceptance, the final candidate for the royal selection declared them lord and vassal.