human
Subaru:  "As for the possibility of other places the cultists could be based…the mist takes care of all that. They wanted to use the mist to cut off the Mathers turf. That means they’re hiding out in this region somewhere. Closing off all roads leading out works against them, too.”
gpt
Subaru:  There was no need to persuade anyone on that point—the White Whale had made it clear. Its obedience of the Witch Cult meant that the demon beast’s appearance was necessary for whatever the cultists had planned. Of course, the White Whale was no help to the Cult this time, having already been slain—
human
Subaru:  “The White Whale was taken down pretty much right when it appeared. We’ll reach the cultists before they figure out what happened.”
gpt
Wilhelm:  “Then this will be a battle against time. If we press our blades to the necks of those hiding in the forest, it will come down to a proper contest of strength. With Julius’s reinforcements and the Iron Fangs added to the expeditionary force, as well as my modest strength, I do not think we shall lose.”
human
Subaru:  “Well, that’s how it is.” Subaru agreed with Wilhelm’s assessment. The fighting ability of the Witch Cult disciples following Petelgeuse couldn’t be underestimated. However, many of the troops following Subaru’s command were fierce warriors that had survived a battle with the White Whale. Even accounting for Petelgeuse, they were more than a match for a fight with the cultists. Even Subaru could put up a fight if it was hand-to-hand combat.
gpt
Subaru:  But considering Wilhelm’s skill, it wouldn’t be strange to watch heads fly after a single blow. In other words, everything else came down to how much they could tilt the circumstances in their favor, with victory hinging on a single decisive battle. “Setting up a big ol’ ambush means we’ll have an overwhelming advantage…!”
human
Subaru:  In the first place, Petelgeuse had no idea a force was coming for them. The Witch Cult had always been the attacker. Their name was synonymous with irrationality and contradiction. Without a doubt, they’d never even considered that someone might threaten them. —Subaru would smash that conceit to pieces. “Maybe everything’s been great for you bastards up till now…but we aren’t going to let that happen this time.”
gpt
Subaru:  “—” Everyone who heard the conviction in Subaru’s words wore a tense expression. They knew. The battle awaiting them was a chance to strike a blow against the vile existence known as the Witch Cult, which had never been possible until that very moment. “After we enter the Mathers lands, I’ll smoke out the Witch Cult lurking in the forest. But the Archbishop of the Seven Deadly Sins is a sly one. He has a bunch of people under him, split into ten or so groups.”
human
Subaru:  “Where did you learn this?”
gpt
Subaru:  “From last time Sloth popped his head out. He called his servants fingers, telling them apart with names like right middle finger, left ring finger, and stuff.