gpt
Subaru:  "First, I need to figure out how much time I actually have." The Witch Cult raid on the mansion and village had taken place in the preceding half a day before Subaru had reached the village.
human
Subaru:  "Working backward from that, I have at most five d… No, four and a half days?" Upon voicing the words, Subaru ground his teeth at just how little time it was. When considering how long it took to travel from the royal capital to the mansion, that didn’t leave him more than two days. In that limited interval, he had to stop the Witch Cult—by wringing Petelgeuse’s neck.
gpt
Subaru:  "I can cry about it later… Next is figuring out the victory condition for breaking out of these loops."
human
Subaru:  "I’m going to butcher Petelgeuse." By putting an end to that crafty murderer, that madman, the root of all evil, everything could be saved. And clearing that simple condition required an equally simple solution—in other words, power. Subaru needed a group of his own to face the Witch Cult under Petelgeuse’s command. When he considered that, the military might of the Emilia faction was actually quite meager. In the first place, Subaru had never seen a hint of private troops under the command of Roswaal.