human
Julius:  Julius took a hesitant step forward toward Vincent. "Your Majesty, please forgive me, as what I’m about to ask is a terrible breach of etiquette, but—"
gpt
Cecils:  "Yes, hello, I’m here! I didn’t mean to keep you all waiting so long for my grand entrance! Your Majesty’s humble servant, Cecils Segmund, has arrived at the Crystal Palace to seek revenge on Your Imperial Majesty’s behalf!" A young man in a kimono appeared, rushing through the crowd in the great hall of the Crystal Palace so fast, it seemed he might scorch the ground beneath his feet. It was Cecils, a broad smile on his face and his thicket of blue hair waving.
human
Cecils:  "Yah-hah! There you are, I’ve found you, I have located you at last! You certainly gave me the runaround—I was all over the capital looking for you after that escape. And then I get word that you’ve come back to the castle with His Majesty covered in blood. This I will not forgive, royal knights of Lugunica! To lay hands on His Majesty’s person! This rage shall be my fuel, the humiliation of my loss to you my catalyst, and together, they shall awaken the ultimate sword-fighting abilities of I, Cecils Seg—"
gpt
Vincent:  "Look over here, you simpleton."
human
Cecils:  "What is this? I am at this moment delivering the greatest soliloquy of my life, such that even His Imperial Majesty could not stop—" But even as he spoke, he turned toward Vincent, and their eyes met.
gpt
Cecils:  "What?! Your Majesty, were you not lured into a cruel trap to suffer an ignoble death, your head then to be presented before me as a goad to inspire my greatest feats of swordsmanship?!"
human
Vincent:  "Truly, your clownery has reached new heights." Vincent said with a sniff in regard to the swordsman’s dramatic outpouring.
gpt
Cecils:  "No, no, and again I say, no! It is the fortune of fortunes that His Majesty is still alive! Let us forget about the presentation of the head, then, and may Your Majesty take this opportunity to observe my technique at close range! For I will uproot these audacious royalists who make bold to appear before us—"
human
Cecils:  "Ngha?!" The overexcited Cecils found his collar grabbed by a massive hand. It belonged to the huge, silent protector standing beside His Majesty, Goz Ralphone. Without a word, as the emperor had instructed, he shattered Cecils’s dramatic performance.