"A trip with an unknown goal left the heir of the family seriously injured, and he will be tormented by the pain for decades to come......"

Anyway, when there was nothing to do, Magellan simply began to read the records in the book.

For Arthur, it was the key to the treasure, for Professor Granger, it was a precious historical record, and for Baron, it was the diary of an ancestor, and strangely enough, everyone thought it was a good story.

"That's probably ...... My grandfather's father?"

"Yes," Magellan replied casually to the baron's question, and then turned to the next page, "after that he became more reticent, and seemed to start planning things like a move, as if ......"

Magellan felt the chaos in his brain illuminated by the sudden appearance of lightning: "It was as if he was ready to give up something." ”

"What's wrong?"

Professor Granger listened to Magellan's excited tone, a little puzzled.

"What he's going to give up is Swan Castle, that precious family legacy, and that's where he was injured before!"

Magellan had understood what he had overlooked, and it was clear that the heirs of the Schmidt family had not given up the family heirloom castle so easily, and after an unknown "big event", each of them had returned to the castle in an attempt to reclaim the family inheritance.

"That means that in fact, that powerful magical blockade can be traversed?"

"Yes. ”

And, in fact, that thorny wall once obediently made way for more than one Schmidt.

"I confess that your skill in studying words is far superior to mine," the baron was able to understand the information Magellan's findings, and after he explained, yes, "but the question is, do we know how to open the door?"

"Not yet. ”

Magellan smiled and flipped the book to the front, he already saw a clue.

"Undoubtedly, the first condition is Schmidt's bloodline, which is inherent in the Esyard tradition, the Runi script. ”

Arthur smiled and picked up Magellan's words: "And we have barons on our side, it's not a problem. ”

"None of Schmidt went to Swanshin Castle with anyone else, so they didn't have a magician with them. ”

Professor Granger looked at Magellan in surprise: "That's impossible, we all saw it, without the corresponding magic, the thorns will not be opened just because of the bloodline." ”

"Two possibilities," Arthur held up a finger, "a powerful magical item, or, a magic that an ordinary person can do." ”

"I don't have any powerful magical items in my hands," the baron grumbled casually, and then fell into a memory, "That's all my grandfather left behind, books, conchs, blindfolds, nothing else powerful magical items, I can't be mistaken, and I won't miss anything." ”

"That blindfold is a magic object, but not anyone can wear it, the conch has lost all its power, it's just a keepsake, and this book, it's even more finicky than an eyepatch. Professor Granger counted the Schmidt family's legacy, and then concluded, "If it takes magic items to open that bracket, it's not one we have." ”

"Is that bad news?"

Magellan smiled and shook his head.

What is clear is that the Baron's family values tradition and has always worked hard to preserve the legacy of their ancestors, and the history of this book is a testament to their determination and ability.

So if there really was such a powerful magic item, it was impossible for the Baron not to have seen him.

"I'm currently leaning more towards magic that can be done by an ordinary person. ”

"It's a very interesting subject," said Professor Granger, who was interested in the question that was of most interest to him, "including the entire history of ancient magic and the history of the human world, and it was a beacon of great symbolism at the center of a field of study, and its light illuminated a great deal of subjects." ”

Leaving aside the jargon and sentiments, Professor Granger offers several ideas for Magellan.

One is the Spirit of Words, a power that almost transcends magic and has been used equally often in the history of the Esyadians, and is simple and effective.

The other is the sacrifice, as Magellan said, the jungle is the work of the druids, and the druids are actually closer to the priests, and a sacrifice may be able to affect their magical creations.

At this time, Baron and Arthur, who did not know much about magic, joined the discussion, and although they could not tell which magic could do what, they could also speculate on which way a knight who also did not know much about magic would choose to be the key to open the door.

The discussion continued late into the night, and Magellan slept alone, tacitly assuming that the excited three men would take on the task of keeping vigil.

The next day was a sunny day.

The sun illuminated the east very early, and although it had not yet emerged from behind the hills, the light had already awakened Magellan.

The four of them washed up briefly, ate breakfast, and then set off towards the thorny forest.

It was still the same, the vines on the gray trunks revealing a hint of greenish black, glowing with a metallic glow.

The baron stood beside the bushes, careful to avoid the spikes, and began to experiment with different options that had been studied for a long time the previous night.

First, in accordance with the line of words, the baron began to pronounce on the thorns.

"I am Schmidt! I am the son of the master of Hellstein Castle! I am the natural lord of this land! I am the son of Odin's adopted son, I am the righteous son of the gods, I am a born hero! I am a Esyad, I am a Loren, I am a count, a viscount, a baron, I am a lord, I am a knight!"

The baron's majestic cry echoed across the hilly wilderness, but not a single word of the long proclamation triggered the opening of the thorny forest, and the dense thorns absorbed the sound waves and remained indifferent.

"Now, in front of my eyes, in the name of Schmidt, open!"

The thorns remained unresponsive.

Stunned, Magellan finally reacted, and he shook his head helplessly, stopping the baron who was about to continue.

"It's clear that the basis of this magical existence is the Runi script, so to put it simply, this thorn doesn't understand what you're saying. ”

"So what should I say?"

"That's a problem. ”

Professor Granger was glad that the plan he had objected to had been proven wrong, and he began to explain to the Baron once again the knowledge of the ancient history of magic, which had been repeated countless times last night.

The central point of this long tirade is that no one knows the pronunciation of the runi script.

"So there's no way the baron knows the right answer?"

"No, his ancestors probably didn't know the pronunciation of the runi script either. ”

There is hope.