human
Pivot:  Pivot raised an eyebrow, but the assembled officials paid this no mind.
gpt
Official:  "According to Lady Mathers, your unit has actual combat experience against Sphinx. She controlled the undead, used levitation magic, and inscribed the magic circles on Castour Field. What is your opinion of her?"
human
Soldier:  "Sir! I fought the moving corpses but did not personally observe the alleged witch!"
gpt
Official:  "Young sir, quiet. My apologies, sirs and madams. These two are the only members of our unit to have had direct contact with the person in question. Wilhelm, Grimm, make your report."
human
Grimm:  "Y-yes…sir…!" Grimm, somehow even pastier than before, stepped forward. Wilhelm had no choice but to follow him.
gpt
Official:  Then the members of headquarters began bombarding them with questions. They weren’t after anything much different from what had already been said. They wanted the young soldiers to back up Roswaal’s report, as well as provide some of their own impressions.
human
Official:  "Let’s say, for the sake of argument, that this was the Witch. What did you think of her?" The speaker, his hand still raised, was a man with delicate features set in a narrow face. Somewhere around thirty years old, perhaps, he had a pleasing appearance and well-groomed brown hair. He very much looked the part of the scholar; he seemed conspicuously out of place in the room full of grizzled military types.
gpt
Grimm:  "Th-think, sir?! W-well, uh… She was unsettling, and frightening… I mean—no! As a member of the royal army, I was certainly not afraid…!" As Grimm blathered on, the questioner gave a half nod and looked at Wilhelm.
human
Wilhelm:  Under the man’s penetrating gaze, Wilhelm’s expression hardened into seriousness for the first time since he had come to this conference hall. The expression was hardly the limp gaze of a civil official. It had turned the point of a sword on him, the aura of a devastating warrior who had decided this battlefield belonged to him.
gpt
Wilhelm:  “…Who’re you?”
human
Official:  Muttering burst out all over the hall. Beside him, Grimm practically stopped breathing. But it was the questioner himself who silenced this wave of discontent.
gpt
Miklotov:  "Mm. Yes, pardon me. I am Miklotov MacMahon. I don’t ordinarily attend these meetings, but as it was I who suggested Lady Mathers should be the one to investigate the magic circles, I made sure I was invited to hear her report."
human
Miklotov:  Then the man who called himself Miklotov glanced at Roswaal.
gpt
Roswaal:  She took his cue, offering a theatrical bow.
human
Wilhelm:  Now grasping the situation, Wilhelm sighed.
gpt
Wilhelm:  "That witch or whatever—she didn’t look human to me. More like a monster wearing a human skin. Can you reason with a hungry demon beast that wants you for its next meal? With her, it’s kill or be killed."