human
Otto:  “The brink of death? Even though Garf has the blessing of earth spirit, you chose an earth-element Dona spell as your trump card? …That is no good.”
gpt
Otto:  “Never before have I seen a maid as little comforting as you!” Ignoring Otto’s laments, Ram kept her attention to the front, the tip of her wand never wavering.
human
Garfiel:  There, as he glared at the pair’s exchange, Garfiel was crinkling his nose and keeping his guard up. He audibly clacked his sharp fangs together, staring at Ram in anger. "I’ll come right out and ask, Ram. Why are you takin’ their side, ahh?”
gpt
Ram:  “Is there something strange about that?”
human
Garfiel:  “Don’t ya get it? Goin’ with them means turning yer back on what that Roswaal bastard wants. At the very least…the bastard has no intention of lettin’ the princess take the Trial.”
gpt
Ram:  “You have grown quite impertinent, speaking to Ram of what Master Roswaal thinks. Surely, you have known me long enough to know? Ram never lends her ears to such attempts at persuasion.” Puffing out her chest, Ram proudly proclaimed her own obstinacy.
human
Garfiel:  “I know you were a hardhead to the bitter end. That’s what I love about ya. That’s why I can’t understand it. You’re that bastard Roswaal’s maid, ain’t ya?”
gpt
Ram:  “Of course. That is why I shall exhaust all efforts for my master’s desire. —However, I will do it in my own way.” Ram had no intention of cordially replying to Garfiel’s question. She sighed heavily, turning her gaze toward Otto and leaning against a tree as he stood.
human
Ram:  “So weak in the knees. Do you intend to make a woman fight by her lonesome?”
gpt
Otto:  “Y-you’re a slave-driver! Terrifying! …Is this person’s younger sister, the sleeping girl, truly so kind? I am tempted to think Mr. Natsuki has lied to me…”
human
Ram:  “Such a noisy complainer.” His body was wobbly; his nosebleed had finally stopped. Of course, he was in no condition to stand, let alone meaningfully participate in battle.
gpt
Garfiel:  Even so, Otto stood, which Ram considered only natural. Garfiel clicked his tongue in annoyance at the pair’s attitude. “Don’t get carried away, ya hear?! What are ya tryin’ so hard to slow me down for? What’s he plannin’ to do while you keep me here?! And more importantly…that bastard got enough value for ya to trust him? !”
human
Ram:  “Mr. Natsuki’s value? Ah, if we are discussing whether he has worth, the answer would be no, I suppose.”
gpt
Garfiel:  “...Huh?” Garfiel was dumbfounded at the unexpected reply.
human
Otto:  But when Otto scratched his now hatless head, he brushed his hair off his forehead as he made a rather smug smile. “I am saying, at this time, Mr. Natsuki does not hold all that much value. But I am a merchant. I think of this as an investment.