human
Lyp:  He couldn’t imagine why he was suddenly picturing the field by the square. The Battle of Aihiya Swamp. Lyp Bariel, viscount of the south, was in charge.
gpt
Messenger:  “Magic circles have been discovered in two more locations on the north side of the swamp, sir! That makes eight spots total!”
human
Lyp:  “Mark them on the map. Carefully, be precise.”
gpt
Messenger:  The breathless messenger drew two red marks on the map on the wall. The map, depicting Aihiya Swamp, already bore nearly forty others like it. In the roughly six hours since the battle had begun, reports of magic circles had flooded in from the battlefield. The royal forces had been prioritizing magic circle countermeasures since the loss at Castour Field, with the result that the demi-humans had never duplicated their success with magic circle traps since that battle. “Admittedly, this number is unusual.” Lyp said, glaring at the map.
human
Subordinate:  “Maybe another ensnarement really was their plan.”
gpt
Lyp:  “Now? When our countermeasures are so widespread? I would be just as happy if the enemy’s renowned strategists turned out to be so lump-headed. But I doubt they are, and I doubt they’ll do the same thing twice.”
human
Subordinate:  “They are just demi-humans, sir. They’re half beast.”
gpt
Lyp:  Lyp stopped in his tracks, fixing the man with a cold stare. “And so what? Is that a reason to underestimate our enemy? If you think overcoming a beast is so easy, go catch me a white whale or two right now!”
human
Subordinate:  “Er, ah…”
gpt
Lyp:  “Idiots should keep their mouths shut. If you’ve forgotten how to use your mind, there’s no reason to have you here at headquarters. Maybe you’d prefer the front lines?”
human
Subordinate:  “M-my apologies, sir! I’ve overstepped myself!” The man shuffled out of the tent, hanging his head.
gpt
Lyp:  Lyp snorted and turned back to the map.
human
Roswaal:  Someone came up beside him—a woman with indigo-colored hair and wearing a military uniform. “Your tongue is always so sharp.”
gpt
Roswaal:  “I’m suuure he was just offering a thought.”
human
Lyp:  “Are you saying good intentions deserve a reward? Ridiculous. All things are rewarded according to their outcomes. If a hasty act sullies your reputation, some of what you have is taken away from you. Do you have a problem with that?”
gpt
Roswaal:  “Nooo, not especially. I don’t love incompetents myseeelf." She shook her head.
human
Lyp:  Lyp gave a vaguely satisfied cough. “Very wise.”
gpt
Lyp:  “I want the opinion of an expert. What do you think of this arrangement of magic circles?”
human
Roswaal:  “It’s rather unuuusual. Not only the number but also the placement. Following the logic of this arrangement, I expect there are other circles here and here, as well as this area.”
gpt
Lyp:  “I thought as much. Anyone could have guessed that. What do they think this trap will gain them?”
human
Roswaal:  “We have to destroy the circles, regardless. They give me a bad feeling… There’s something I’d like to check.