Ruri still cannot believe what she had heard. Did Samuel just say those foreign symbols—the ones that were engraved to the staff—belonged to his native language?
Ruri hasn't studied every language, so it was plausible enough. She was certain that the world was bigger than Patriarge, and there are all sorts of languages to be found; however, to which country did they belong? It felt unfamiliar; in fact, too foreign for her. It was as if the language didn't belong anywhere else. And besides, only a few languages could be transcribed into magic. And if Ruri would list them down, there wasn't anything like the one in those weapons.
"Your native language?"
Samuel nodded.
"Yes. I wholly know what this is," said Samuel, and then he turned to Oswald, whose gaze was still blank. "You. How did you know this language? What do you know of it?"
Oswald only stared at Samuel without answering his question.
