Huh? What's going on? Why does Klein look like that?
Angel was puzzled, and the "voice" in her mind rang out in English throughout the hall without reservation, reaching everyone's ears.
But this time, even Audrey and Leonard frowned slightly, their expressions shifting.
They... understood it?
After a brief moment of astonishment, Angel understood what had happened amid the words spoken in her own voice.
For people from different countries and eras who entered The Travels of Grosell to communicate smoothly, there had to be some form of "automatic translation." By peering into everyone's minds, or by fixing some rule of language comprehension in place, this book left behind by the Imagination Dragon allowed everyone to understand one another and communicate naturally without learning a new language.
Looks like even if I think in another language, this "mechanism" can quickly adapt and lay my heart bare...
Angel's muttering was amplified in turn, echoing through the Hall of Truth. She switched straight back to Loenese rather than waste any more effort.
At the same time, the distinctive inner monologues of her three companions reached her ears.
"I've never heard the language Christine just used... It isn't a North Continent language derived from Ancient Feysac. There are quite a few sounds made with the tongue between the teeth, and the rhythm is very pronounced... Oh, I'm not saying there's anything wrong with the pronunciation..."
"What's Angel saying... Huh, I can actually understand her? Is that an effect of this palace? Miss Justice called her Christine... Could she be Christine Teresa? No wonder those purple eyes looked familiar!"
*"That language, what I just heard... Rein in my thoughts, rein in my thoughts... The Fool that doesn't belong to this era, the Mysterious Ruler above the gray fog, the Fool that doesn't belong to