human
Julius:  “Of course, I have trained my sword no less than my spirit magic, but it is still true that it marks a significant drop in my individual strength.”
gpt
Subaru:  “When you say your sword alone isn’t strong enough, it just comes off as sarcasm to me.” Subaru being completely dominated by that sword alone was the starting point of their relationship. At the time, Subaru might as well have been a baby trying to fight against him.
human
Subaru:  “By now I should at least be at the level of a five-year-old, though, right?”
gpt
Julius:  “It’s the same with Reinhard, but you guys have a bad habit of underrating yourselves. There’s such a thing as being too modest. In fact, that’s something that applies to a lot of settings, if you ask me.”
human
Subaru:  “I’m tempted to say much the same thing to you, but I’m not so sure—setting you and myself aside, what Reinhard does is different from modesty or underrating himself.”
gpt
Julius:  “How so…?”
human
Subaru:  Subaru cocked his head in confusion as he imagined the red-haired hero. Anyone looking at him would see he was superhuman, the strongest, and completely peerless. That was Reinhard van Astrea, so it was surprising that there would be a difference in how Julius and he evaluated Reinhard.
gpt
Julius:  “Please don’t misunderstand me. I am in complete agreement regarding the high level of Reinhard’s strength. Indeed, I suspect on that point every person who knows him would be in full agreement. He is arguably the pinnacle of humanity.”
human
Subaru:  “It’s shocking enough that I can’t really call that an exaggeration.”
gpt
Julius:  “It’s not just his strength, either. His way of life and self-consciousness are also fully realized. When I first met him, he was not even ten years old, but he hasn’t changed at all since then.”
human
Subaru:  “Wait, he was like that even back then?” It was a bit of a philosophical question to ask when did Reinhard become Reinhard, but according to Julius, who had known him more than a decade ago, he was already completely developed by that point. The boy not even ten years old who lost his grandmother, inherited her blessing, and became the Sword Saint—
gpt
Subaru:  “I wonder what it must have felt like.”
human
Julius:  “Hmm?”
gpt
Subaru:  “Fifteen years ago, Reinhard was about five years old, right? Inheriting his grandmother’s blessing at that age, growing up in a family that inherited the blood of a legendary hero…just what sort of responsibility must he have been saddled with.” Subaru felt like he could understand the weight of a parent’s expectations a little bit. Of course, the weight that he had borne, and the one Reinhard carried and the responsibilities it implied, were not remotely comparable, and it was maybe even rude to try to compare them, but still.
human
Subaru:  “Honestly, I’m weak. I’m weak and don’t have nearly enough strength, so I’m always regretting things.