gpt
Fourier:  “You look upset, Julius.” Fourier spoke to Julius as they watched Ferris grow smaller in the distance. Julius was clenching his fists.
human
Julius:  Apparently Bean had been telling the truth in his letter, because the undead warriors completely overlooked Ferris as he approached the house. The same could not be said for the other human soldiers, at whom the zombies threw themselves without mercy. Julius was at least relieved to see Ferris go safely through, but he couldn’t help being frustrated by his own powerlessness.
gpt
Julius:  “I feel pathetic—to accompany him here and yet be unable to do anything! Why be a knight at all if I cannot help my friend in his hour of need?”
human
Fourier:  “Don’t get so worked up,” Fourier replied. “There will be many times to come when your strength will be needed. The vexation of this moment is not a sign of your impotence.”
gpt
Julius:  “Er—thank you.” Julius had not expected such words from Fourier, but his surprise was overwhelmed by respect. The fourth prince, Fourier Lugunica, was not known to have a gift for flattery.