human
Witch:  Snorting, the witch asked Reust, “Have you ever swung a sword down on a baby’s head?”
gpt
Reust:  “…What?”
human
Witch:  “Have you ever burned a mother and her crying baby at the stake?”
gpt
Reust:  “What in the…?” Reust’s throat grew dry. He had an idea what she was trying to say. As the blood drained from his face
human
Witch:  “Your country permitted all of that to happen. Not as madness but as routine. I’ve seen even more horrifying spectacles. That’s the reality of Tayiri.”
gpt
Reust:  Reust was speechless.
human
Witch:  The witch’s tone wasn’t harsh or scornful at all, though. She spoke with detached indifference. “As the crown prince, you surely know your nation’s history and about the governments of other countries. You must realize how unusual Tayiri is. Three hundred years have passed since the Dark Age, and no other country is still as relentlessly elitist as your homeland. You should be able to understand that what you’re doing is the same as cutting off your own foot.”
gpt
Witch:  A certain ratio of children with magic were born to parents without any talent for the arcane. Tayiri ostracized those children, regardless of their circumstances. Those kids had been born in defiance of Irityrdia, after all. It wasn’t worth considering whether it was right or wrong. Put another way, it was something most were content not to think about…
human
Reust:  Reust did not have that option anymore.
gpt
Witch:  The witch tossed back her long black hair. A white light glowed at her fingertips, then changed into a butterfly that flapped its lovely wings and disappeared into the dark of the gardens. That done, the witch’s voice took on a remonstrative tone. “No matter what kind of a mage you are, there are still rules you are bound to follow. No matter how you struggle, you can’t bring people and nations back to life. That’s true of anyone—mages are no exception. You might think magic users differ from normal people, but the reality is they’re nearly identical.”
human
Reust:  “…A witch’s nonsense.”
gpt
Witch:  “No matter what I am, there still remains a man who can cut me down quite easily. Even my power has its limits.” The witch said with a smile. For a moment, she looked almost pleased to know that. Her smile soon vanished, however, and her face became a stiff mask. Cold, dark eyes scrutinized Reust. “I’ve given you my warning. Think it over.”
human
Witch:  Abruptly, she opened both arms wide.
gpt
Reust:  Reust realized she was preparing to teleport away and cried out reflexively, “If you want me to halt the reinforcements, come ask again tomorrow! Come to me! If you don’t, I won’t do as you ask!”
human
Witch:  He received no answer. Without an incantation, the witch created a magical array and vanished.