human
Red_Woman:  "Ahaaa…quite illuminating." After making the field owner wither, the woman walked around the fields as if she owned them. Meanwhile, the people were preoccupied stealing glances at her—just as she had told them to do. If they resumed their field labor, nobody would have a right to complain to them, but nobody showed any inclination of doing so. Everyone feared standing out from the crowd and drawing the attention of that red woman.
gpt
Red_Woman:  "Now I see. I’ll take this one and this one…and those two over there. They aren’t much different anyway. Consider yourself lucky to have fallen into my good graces." After a walk around the fields, the woman gave a nod of approval. Then she stared the field owner up and down, giggling seductively when she noticed him shivering. Her smile, suggestively evil as it was, also held such beauty that nobody could dare look away.
human
Red_Woman:  "You, pleb—you own the biggest fields in this baronry, yes?"
gpt
Field_Owner:  "Y-yes, my lady."
human
Red_Woman:  "I can tell by the sight of them. Though they are meager, they are large. Your ambitions are ill-suited to the quality of the fruit from those rotten old trees—much like a certain baron I could mention." Her words, dripping with contempt and ridicule, were about none other than Lyp. The people noticed the audacity of her statement a moment after the fact, their faces paling in shock. They considered their dominion lord a celestial being. They were so used to this perspective that their minds could not comprehend the concept of a being higher than him. However, that was a groundless suspicion.
gpt
Red_Woman:  "Anyway, your fields are well managed. It makes a good stepping stone for comparison. There is another who has received the blessings my power bestows. On the other side of the road—the owner of those four meager fields." The woman pointed to what was a wasteland in comparison with the tracts the biggest field owner tended. The owner of those fields had wasted away, just like the land itself. He and his family survived day by day only by the kind support of his fellow villagers. When the red woman saw that villager, her eyes filled with dreadful emotions. It was mostly contempt, malice, and vicious superiority.
human
Red_Woman:  "Well, no matter. A little water on those withered stalks, and everyone will notice the change it brings." Shrugging off the stupefied expression on the villagers’ faces, the woman looked away in boredom. Then she pointed at the withered field and politely told the man something. Only the man could hear what she whispered in his ear; nobody else knew what sort of unreasonable demands she was making. But anybody who saw how dumbly he nodded like a puppet felt sorry for the man.