human
Oscar:  “That may be because spirit sorcerers lose their power once their chastity is gone.”
gpt
Valt:  “A while back, Tinasha took me to some seaside ruins. That place had a real mysterious feel. I can’t speak for Tinasha, but to me, it was like it had accepted this sense of very gradual demise. I also didn’t pick up on any sort of hostility from the site where I retrieved the egg.”
human
Valt:  Valt mentions that spirit sorcerers were proficient in controlling nature, and some preferred to live in the wild and pass away there. Oscar never mentioned as much to his wife, since she was a spirit sorcerer who had chosen to keep a long life. Valt didn’t think she would mind, but perhaps the king was trying to be considerate. "Why did you take that egg?” Valt inquired.
gpt
Valt:  Valt notes that Oscar had gone to the ruins as a sort of test of skill. But as there were few traps and obstructions, he must have felt disappointed. Why bother returning with a relic, then? He wasn’t the sort to dig up precious weapons or magic implements and haul them home.
human
Oscar:  Oscar flashed a strained smile in reply. “The egg was placed on a small altar in the center of the ruins. The moment I saw it, I could tell it had been held in high regard. I hated the idea of it rotting away in there, forgotten.”
gpt
Valt:  “Next time, I recommend you tell the queen about this sort of thing right away without trying to hide it from her.”
human
Oscar:  “I’ll do that.”
gpt
Valt:  “If she gets back and she’s still testy with you, tell her Valt has a report for her. I’ll mediate things.”
human
Oscar:  “Thanks. Sorry about this.”
gpt
Valt:  For now, the matter of the egg was closed. Valt bowed and made ready to leave. When he lifted his head, he found the king staring straight at him. “Is…something the matter?”
human
Oscar:  “It’s nothing. But if you ever run into trouble, tell me before deciding things on your own. I’ll do what I can to help.”
gpt
Valt:  For a moment, it seemed that Oscar could see right through Valt’s situation. Hearing a statement like that from the king was a surprise. Fortunately, he narrowly managed to keep his discomfiture from showing on his face, pasting on a pained grin. “Where could this be coming from? I don’t have any complaints about my tenure here.”
human
Oscar:  “Ah, it’s just that I get this sense that you’re the type who doesn’t rely too much on others. But if you ever reach a fork in the road and you’re not sure whether you’re going to betray me or not, tell me first.”
gpt
Valt:  “I…don’t know why such a thing would ever come to pass.” Cold sweat trickled down Valt’s back. Oscar couldn’t have suspected anything, because Valt had no plots at the moment. At present, he only intended to serve Farsas. However, this was Oscar looking at Valt, jumping a step ahead, and arriving at the correct answer. Valt bowed his head again.