human
Subaru:  Subaru was shaken by the impact even more than the rest. Back in the dragon carriage, Al hadn’t said much about his own body. He downplayed the cause of losing his other arm and dodged the subject of his helmet altogether. But Subaru had been subconsciously avoiding that subject, too. After all, just like him, Al had been summoned there from another world—in other words, his experiences hit Subaru very close to home. Losing an arm, having his face scarred up to the point he couldn’t show it to anyone else—that was a future Subaru, with countless scars already carved into his body, could easily have encountered for himself. If the icy chill running up his spine was any indication, Subaru would never have been able to endure it.
gpt
Miklotov:  “Mmmm. Hailing from the Empire of Volakia… Is that why you came to stand at Lady Priscilla’s side?”
human
Priscilla:  “Not at all. It is the result of a little game of mine. From the beginning, my becoming king was as good as divine providence. The result will be the same regardless of my vassal. And so, I am free to select the vassal that I like. As a showpiece, this man is sufficiently amusing and then some.”
gpt
Miklotov:  “How did you come to select him, then?”
human
Priscilla:  “What, you want to know?—I caught sight of him in a bodybuilding contest I held on my estate, with the winner to be offered the job of my vassal. It was an amusing sight.” Priscilla gave Al a glance rich in meaning as she replied to Miklotov.
gpt
Miklotov:  “Mmmm, I see. So he was the winner of that contest, I ta…”
human
Al:  “Nah, I didn’t win it. Life’s not kind enough for a one-armed guy to beat a pack of beefy bodybuilders. I was lucky to round out the top five at the victory ceremony.”
gpt
Miklotov:  Miklotov’s face registered surprise that Al would interrupt even him. “My word. Then how did you become Lady Priscilla’s vassal…?”
human
Priscilla:  Priscilla straightened with pride as she gave Al’s back a hard slap. “I told you. I am free to pick whomever I please.”
gpt
Al:  Al yelped a loud, dry Ahhnn! audible to all.
human
Priscilla:  “To begin with, my keen eyes allowed me to discern that he is a physical wonder, far more than a collection of dim-witted louts overconfident in their muscle-bound arms. And more than that, only he boasted an escape from Volakia and a birth beyond the Great Waterfalls.” Priscilla briskly concluded her tale, loudly stomping with a high heel as all eyes fell upon her. “And so, I selected Al to be my vassal. It is providence that my selection of Al, and my path to become king, shall both shine in accordance with my glory.” She did not bear even the smallest molecule of doubt or hesitation. She was so full of confidence it was frightening.
gpt
Miklotov:  “You say that…Heaven has chosen you…?”
human
Priscilla:  “But of course."