human
Subaru:  "If you were not just talking drivel when you said you felt Shaula, then you must have some sort of reason. Is it some odd new magic with Lady Beatrice…? You aren’t going to say it is a blessing, are you?”
gpt
Beatrice:  "That is a rude way to describe our magic. And it’s not a blessing." Beatrice answered grimly. "...It is an authority, I suppose.”
human
Emilia:  "Authority…?” Emilia and Ram cocked their heads.
gpt
Ram:  "Authority...?" They looked like they had not heard the word before, but the sound of it felt right to Subaru, for some reason. Almost as if that was the natural way to describe it.
human
Subaru:  “Beatrice, what is an ‘authority’?”
gpt
Beatrice:  “…Think of it as something akin to a more effective blessing.”
human
Ram:  “A what?” Ram had a pensive look on her face as she glanced up at Subaru’s.
gpt
Subaru:  But Subaru couldn’t tell what thought might be lurking behind her pink eyes. All he could say was that Beatrice’s explanation was probably not wrong. “I don’t know the details, but Beatrice is right. The effect of this authority or whatever lets me generally tell where everyone is inside the tower. And…”
human
Emilia:  “Amazing… Ah, is that power why you thought that big scorpion was Shaula?”
gpt
Subaru:  “Pretty much.” There was a mixture of concern and astonishment in Emilia’s eyes as Subaru nodded emphatically. Authority, sixth sense…whatever it was called, Subaru could use it to sense that the light that was presumably Shaula had taken up a position quite a distance from them. Whether that was to heal the damage of losing its claw or for some other reason, he couldn’t say. There was one thing he knew for certain… “—It was probably after me.”
human
Subaru:  “” He felt oddly confident of that. It had taken time to accept that the giant scorpion was actually Shaula, but it wasn’t hard to swallow that its target was Subaru. As long as it wasn’t after any of his other comrades, then there was plenty to take advantage of. “Right, and speaking of authority…” He didn’t know the origin of the authority he possessed, but that wasn’t important now. What mattered more wasn’t Subaru’s authority—it was Gluttony’s. There was no trace left of the remnants of Batenkaitos’s corpse in the hallway after the explosion. There was no need to confirm it, though. Gluttony had died before their eyes. In which case, what about the scars gouged into the world by his authority? “Ram, are your memories—?”
gpt
Ram:  “If you mean Rem, I still can’t remember her.” “” Ram shook her head, rejecting Subaru’s faint hope.
human
Subaru:  Looking over at Emilia and Beatrice, she surmised there wasn’t any change in their memories, either. There was still the possibility that the missing bits might gradually return with time, but… “Doesn’t seem like defeating Gluttony is enough to recover what we lost…”
gpt
Ram:  “A troublesome enemy… Vexingly so.” Ram grimaced bitterly.
human
Subaru:  This was what Subaru had been afraid of, but there was no changing the fact that Batenkaitos was dead.