Meanwhile, after Shade and Miss Belinder arrived at the witch's alchemy workshop in the basement, Shade saw the Black Dragon Scale placed together with the Golden Dragon Scale that had temporarily been taken out of the Tarot Cards.
"I've already put the Gray-headed Eagle's notebook in the Council. Megan and Audrey will help once they see it. I claimed it was mine. Once they see it, they'll be able to break the cipher in a few minutes with a spell, so you don't need to worry about that."
As Miss Belinder spoke, she went to the table and adjusted the scales slightly. When the two dragon scales were placed at a suitably relative distance and angle, a visible resonance arose between them.
The vibrating scales floated into the air together, streams of golden and black light continuously exchanging between them. Within the curtain of light formed by those streams, Shade actually saw some incomplete runes. They were so badly damaged that he studied them for quite a while before recognizing them:
"Draconic Runes. They really are ancient."
"Can you translate them?"
The Countess also looked up, but Shade regretfully shook his head:
"They're too badly damaged. Being able to recognize them as Draconic Runes is already a struggle. I may know all writing, but just as I can't decipher a cipher, I can't restore missing runes."
"Most amazingly, I don't even need divination to know that when you say you can recognize all writing, you absolutely aren't lying."
As she spoke, the beautiful Countess hugged him from behind. Shade smiled, then reached out and touched the curtain of light, sensing the Miracle Element within it that strengthened itself mutually:
"It seems that the scales inherited by your seven families can resonate and reveal these runes. We only have two scales