The Notebook's Cruel Joke

The most conspicuous item in the room was the black notebook sprawled open on the table.

The city lord must have flipped through it before being teleported out.

Upon closer inspection, the contents matched the cases similar to Eoryun's condition that the city lord had mentioned.

The group gathered nervously around the table.

Illiya stood in the center, holding the power to turn the pages—probably because he was the closest.

Illiya reached out his hand, and under everyone's held breath, he flipped a page.

Blank.

It was a blank page.

Illiya: "…"

That didn't seem right.

Maybe he was mistaken.

He flipped another page.

Still blank.

Taking a deep breath, Illiya flipped again, yet it remained an empty page.

The whiteness of the paper was almost glaring.

The others were just as stunned by the unexpected development.