human
Subaru:  But—“She has requested it herself. Still, please understand that Ferris is by no means excited about it.”
gpt
Subaru:  “…No, he wouldn’t be, would he?” What Ferris had said before was still eating away at his heart.
human
Subaru:  Ultimately, he hadn’t been able to give her any reliable help, and Ferris likely hadn’t forgiven him for that yet on an emotional level, even if he understood the reasons.
gpt
Subaru:  And Subaru could understand that feeling so badly it hurt.
human
Wilhelm:  “Ferris might say something impolitic, but please do not heed it. And if possible, I would ask you to forgive it. He understands, but there are some feelings that he just cannot help.”
gpt
Subaru:  “I can understand hating everyone around you when you can’t do anything to help someone precious to you. I don’t want to assume that one moment’s darkness is all there is to a person.”
human
Subaru:  If venting like that could help him calm down a little bit, then who could blame him? Subaru had the resolve to stand there and take it if that was what he needed.
gpt
Wilhelm:  “…This way.” Closing his eyes at that, Wilhelm led Subaru to his master’s room. For a moment, their two sets of controlled footsteps echoed in the hallway.
human
Wilhelm:  “Sir Subaru, there is one thing I would like to report from the battle at the tower.”
gpt
Subaru:  “What? Something other than Crusch…?”
human
Wilhelm:  “It is about the cultists who accompanied the Archbishop…those two fighters.”
gpt
Subaru:  Subaru caught his breath slightly; It was a problem he had imagined.
human
Wilhelm:  “One of them is Eight-Arms Kurgan. A general of the Empire of Volakia and a swordsman who desired to be the strongest above all else. He was an eight-armed greatsword user who wielded four different greatswords. He died over ten years ago.”
gpt
Subaru:  “If he died already, then, um, doesn’t that…?”
human
Wilhelm:  “And the other one…” Wilhelm continued, cutting Subaru off. He stopped walking and Subaru stopped as well. His back to Subaru, Wilhelm remained silent.
gpt
Subaru:  Instinctively took a step forward, coming up beside him—and immediately regretted it. That was something he should not have seen.
human
Wilhelm:  “—The other is the previous Sword Saint, Theresia van Astrea. My wife, who should have fallen to the White Whale and died in the expedition fifteen years ago.” His voice remained calm.
gpt
Subaru:  Subaru saw how painfully warped the Sword Devil’s face was. Rage and pain and a swirling, dark emotion that could not be described in a single word were threatening to tear the man apart.