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Orion nodded lightly. "My first plan is to infiltrate the domain where Archons live, and only after knowing their situation will I decide my next plan of action."

He added, looking at the paper in the diary. "I'll keep that to myself for the time being." He touched the paper lightly, which shone with a golden light before magically imprinting on his palm.

"You can do that?" Zeref appeared shocked, her eyes wide as she looked at the small page imprint on Orion's palm.

"I already had one of these pages with me, but I didn't know it held such power," Orion said, looking at the imprint and noticing a '2' appearing below the page imprint.

"There are many other pages out there?!" Zeref exclaimed in shock. She knew the power of this page very well. It could even alter one's own talent, which was what she had done with her own talent. Her talent was originally called Minimal Counter, which could only counter about 10% of an attack, but she had edited her talent and made it powerful enough to counter 100% of any attack.

As for the ice talent, she had added it with the help of the page, but for some reason, she couldn't control this talent whatsoever. It would always be released in a berserk way when she wanted to use it, and sometimes it would release ice in such large amounts that even she had a hard time controlling it.

That was when she came to a conclusion: talents added with the page could never be fully controlled because they didn't have a mastery percentage. On the other hand, if one edited their original talent and raised it to a higher level, it would work perfectly.

Knowing how effective these pages could be in the wrong hands, she feared what could happen if they fell into evil hands.

"We have to find all the pages, then," Zeref said.

"I know," Orion replied. "But I don't know where to look. You having a page was just pure coincidence. I don't think we'll be that lucky to encounter another person with the page who would be willing to give it up."

Zeref nodded in understanding. She also knew that no one would give away such a powerful artifact willingly.

"Actually, I have one of these pages," Mark said suddenly.

"You do?" Orion and Zeref were both shocked. "Where is it?" Orion asked.

Mark clenched his fist and pointed with his other hand. On the back of his fist, a page imprint could be seen.

"You can also do that?!" Zeref was once again shocked. First Orion, and now Mark, could hide the pages on their hands, while she couldn't, even though she had possessed the page for the longest time.

"How did you guys do that?" she asked.

"Uh, I just touched it, and it suddenly vanished and appeared on the back of my palm," Mark said lightly. He then touched the page imprint, which suddenly came to life before them and floated in the air.

"I'll keep that to myself for safety reasons, of course," Orion said, touching the floating page, which vanished, and the '2' on his palm changed to '3'.

"Also, keep in mind to never call me by that name," Orion warned the other two.

They nodded in understanding.

"We'll meet on our way to the academy next time," Orion said before leaving with Mark.

Father, Mother, Brother, I'm one step closer to avenging you all, Zeref thought, clenching her fist.

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"You got your second talent when you saw Ray die?" Orion asked Mark as they left the building where Zeref was staying.

Mark nodded. "At that moment, I also got these foreign memories of Earth."

"Foreign memories?" Orion frowned and asked. "Aren't you transmigrated from Earth?"

"I am, according to the memories," Mark replied. "But for some reason, those memories never actually felt real to me. I've lived my whole life as Mark of the Three Domains, so the memories I received that day just remained as foreign memories, and I like to keep it that way."

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Orion nodded lightly. He guessed that for Mark, the memories and life of the Three Domains were much more precious than those memories from Earth. Even though he had all those memories, he had never let them overwhelm him.

"There were thirteen other people who came from Earth to this world with me," Orion said. Since he had decided to recruit Mark as an ally, he chose to be honest with him on some matters.

Mark looked at him with surprise. "All thirteen should be in the Magus Kingdom right now."

"Who did this and why?" Mark asked.

"I have no clue," Orion replied with a solemn face. "But these pages—I think they're connected to whoever transmigrated us."

He added, "If we can find all the pages, there's a chance we could meet him."

"And how sure are you about that?" Mark asked.

"Not very," Orion admitted. He wasn't sure if he would ever meet that old man again, but he had a feeling something big was going to happen at the academy.

"By the way, what the Black Reaper guild did to Trach had something to do with the paper," Orion said. "The paper I had came from Tracy. It somehow imprinted on her, and the Black Reaper guild took notice."

"I've been waiting for you two."

A voice reached their ears as they approached their building, and they saw a man with black hair tipped with red leaning against the wall, looking at them.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Where are you looking? I'm behind you."

Suddenly, the man appeared behind them and wrapped his arms around them.

Orion and Mark's expressions turned serious; neither had noticed when the man moved.

"Hey, no need to be so serious," the man smiled. "After all, I came here just to play with you two."

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