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The receptionist's footsteps approached, and Artemis looked up at the receptionist who was inviting her in, smiling and nodding.

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"The Keliqiu tribe? I haven't heard that name in a long time."

Orianna put down her teacup with some surprise, looked at Ateliers who nodded in affirmation, pondered for a moment, stood up, and waved her right hand, causing the curtains of the inner room to slowly open to both sides.

She walked to the crystal ball placed in the center of the inner room, gently turned it, and after the crystal ball spun a few times, it displayed a miniature map of Atlantis.

Orianna glanced at the large hole in the crater of the floating island, shook her head helplessly, tapped her chin slightly with her finger, and showed a thoughtful expression.

"...Lady Orianna?" The half-elf, seeing that Orianna hadn't moved for a while, asked with some confusion, "What's wrong?"

Orianna snapped out of her reverie, glanced at the half-elf, smiled, and explained:

“Oh, I was wondering if the Kolichu tribe still exists on this continent. It’s been a long time since I’ve visited those reclusive races. The last time I interacted with other races was in the era of dwarves and elves.”

“Hmm…” The half-elf nodded obediently. She had heard the elders of Herod City mention Oriana’s extraordinary magical talent since she was a child, which showed that Oriana was indeed very famous among the elves.

"But the Kelichu tribe..."

Orianna frowned slightly and flicked the crystal ball.

The scene on the surface of the crystal ball began to rapidly reverse, and the buildings of the elves and dwarves stood tall again on the continent of Atlantis. After a moment, she lightly tapped the crystal ball with her finger, and the changing scene instantly stopped.

“I remember now, they are a race that can naturally develop various abilities.”

Orianna zoomed in on the map and spotted a phoenix statue in a corner of the floating island.

"Hmm... It really is on a floating island. It seems I remembered correctly."

She snapped her fingers, enlarging the blurry phoenix statue shrouded in mist and projecting it in front of Ateliers. She then sat back down and asked curiously:

"You just said that you have a small Coricula bird in your house?"

“Hmm…” Artemis looked at the phoenix statue, hesitated for a moment, and asked, “Is there a problem?”

“It’s not necessarily a bad thing.” Orianna laughed, raised her hand and lightly waved away the statue’s projection, then said:

"In fact, this is a good thing."

"Huh?" Artemis's ears twitched slightly, and she asked curiously, "What do you mean by that?"

Orianna stroked her chin and explained:

"The Keliqiu tribe members who have been scattered abroad are basically unable to differentiate, and the fact that you suddenly asked about this tribe means that the child has already begun to differentiate, right?"

Artemis was startled and looked up at Oriana.

"Hehe, just as I expected."

Orianna sipped her tea contentedly, then tapped the table with her finger and said:

“When I was young, I met some interdimensional travelers in Dragon Valley. During my conversations with them, I also heard that other planes also have such a magical race as the Kelchiu. Out of curiosity, I also inquired about the Kelchiu.”

She put down her teacup and continued:

"The Keliqiu tribe begins to differentiate around the age of twelve or thirteen, and the differentiation period lasts until the age of eighteen. Generally speaking, most children begin to differentiate just before this period, so most Keliqiu tribe members in other planes will not leave the tribe to travel outside until they reach adulthood."

“…But my little bird was abandoned by the tribe when it was twelve or thirteen years old.” Artemis frowned slightly and said with a puzzled look.

"Yes, that's the problem."

Orianna straightened her back and said seriously:

"Why did the Koliqiu tribe on the continent of Atlantis achieve differentiation at such an early stage, while children who were older than that and could have differentiated at that time were ruthlessly abandoned by them?"

Ateliers' heart sank; a faint doubt began to stir within her. She looked at Oriana, took a deep breath, and asked:

"why?"

“Because the Kolichu people on the continent of Atlantis are quite different,” Oriana said solemnly. “Their differentiation is already linked to their true names in the starry sky. It seems that they have awakened special abilities through differentiation, but in reality, they are all true names that have been awakened later.”

She paused, then smiled and said:

“Do you know? I’ve been a legendary figure for over a hundred years, but until now, I haven’t bothered to look for my real name.”

Orianna slowly stood up, walked to the crystal ball, gently waved her hand, and displayed a starry sky on the crystal ball. Then she turned to Ateliers and said:

"Because real name is a trap."

Chapter 341 Red Lily's Early Gathering

"Real name...is it a trap?"

Ateliers' ears twitched slightly, and she instinctively held her breath, looking at Orianna and asking in a low voice:

"What...does this sentence mean?"

Orianna glanced at Ateliers, leaned gently against the windowsill, smiled slightly, and said:

"Let's go back to your little Kelichu. The Kelichu tribe's differentiation is usually triggered by a specific emotion or strong desire. Obviously, these psychological triggers are very difficult for a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child to achieve."

"Um……"

Artemis suppressed her doubts for the moment, thought for a moment, and asked, "So, as you said, the current division of the Kolichu tribe is actually related to true names? But what role do true names play in this?"

Orianna pondered for a moment, then asked:

"Elf, you should have a true name that you were born with, right?"

“Yes,” Ateliers paused. “Would there be any problem with that?”

"The innate true name is actually a part of one's abilities, or rather, a part of one's soul. This is the original meaning of the term 'true name'."

Orianna shook her head and said:

"Although it is rumored that those who know the true name can control the owner of the true name to a certain extent, the innate true name is different. Even if others know it, it will not really make you subject to the constraints of others. At most, people will use a lot of magic to slightly hinder your behavior."

"Unless you personally hand over this part of your true name to someone else using your own consciousness, it's equivalent to giving them a part of your soul... Wait, you haven't already given your true name to that Titan, have you?"

Looking at Arterifus's slightly embarrassed smile, she couldn't help but sigh and mutter to herself:

"That's Titan! He's incredibly promiscuous and unreliable, aren't you worried at all?!"

Seeing that Ateliers simply shook her head slightly, Orianna, feeling a bit of a headache, gulped down a cup of tea and said helplessly:

"Never mind, whatever you like... Where were we? Oh right, your innate true name is harmless. It belongs to you and is not related to this plane."

"Related to different planes... what does that mean?"

The half-elf frowned slightly; for some reason, she sensed a sinister undertone in those words.

Orianna tapped the table gently.

A surge of magical power erupted from her body, expelling all the surrounding magical energy from the Mage Guild's territory. Maintaining this "Mage Domain," she whispered:

“You shouldn’t know these things at your current stage, but given that I can’t estimate the progress of your and your Titan’s strength, it’s not too early to tell you now.”

She took a deep breath and explained:

“In my time, there weren’t many rumors about real names, so when I heard rumors about real names, I didn’t believe them immediately.”

"Back then, everyone on the continent of Atlantis was saying that the True Name was the watershed after the Legendary level, and perhaps that was indeed the case. After all, whether it was a mage or a warrior, the skills that could be learned were all within the sixth ring. And after the Legendary level, spells above the seventh ring were rarely passed down and it was difficult to leave a legacy. So the True Name was indeed a watershed."

"But is it really that good? As a mage, all my legendary spells are the result of my own research and inspiration. If a true name can directly grant the recipient power and abilities beyond those of the same level, then what is its underlying principle?"

Orianna let out a long breath, and as if recalling something, said somewhat absentmindedly:

"When I was traveling through the stars, I also encountered what modern people call 'true names.' It was a quasar, but it strangely expressed signs of life. If you wanted to subdue it, you would have to fight it."

"That sounds... a bit strange." Ateliers rubbed her chin in confusion. "Quasteroids that require battle to subdue have become a new ability for legendary powerhouses?"

"So I've been researching this."

Orianna snapped out of her reverie, sat back on the sofa, put her legs up on the armrests, and said with a slightly relaxed air:

"Fortunately, after spending decades exploring the stars, I finally discovered the clue."

She opened her right hand, exhaled, and a star projected onto her palm.

"As we all know, a plane is actually a vast galaxy composed of many planets. Although we can see the phantoms of planets outside the plane from afar, we don't actually know how far away they are from our plane. The boundary also blurs all the details. Even the most powerful observation magic cannot accurately observe planets outside the plane, even if they are less than a meter away from our plane."

"But in any case, the trajectories of these planets can be completely estimated through predictive magic. In other words, planets are naturally formed and there are not many human factors involved."

"While this quasar, Zhenming, may look like a miniature planet, it is not part of the starry sky. In other words, it does not conform to the patterns I have summarized about the motion of planets. On the contrary, its motion is completely irregular. I believe that there must be human factors involved."

"So... the true name in the starry sky is actually a life form?" Ateliers gasped, her eyes widening in surprise.

"Whether it's a life form or artificially manipulated energy, I can't say for sure," Orianna shook her head, concluding finally:

"In short, the reason why the true name of this plane makes people subject to others is because it is not a power that truly belongs to the owner. It is equivalent to a fragment of power above the legendary level. The first person to defeat it can leave a mark on it, but the second and third people who come into contact with it through the mark can also do so."

"..."

Artemis was silent for a moment, then couldn't help but sigh:

"Looks like it really was a trap!"

“So, turning the conversation back to your little Coricius, that’s why I said it’s a good thing,” Oriana said with a smile.

"The fact that she did not successfully connect to her true name within the tribe at the age of thirteen or fourteen, and only began to differentiate at this time, proves that she relied on her own racial talent to differentiate completely on her own, and was not bound by the true name in the starry sky."

“That’s wonderful…” Atelier Atheris smiled with relief, then thought for a moment, blinked, and continued:

"Your Excellency Oriana, how exactly does the Coricchus manage to utilize so many true names from the stars?"

"I don't know about that. The floating island is too close to the Goddess Church, and I rarely go there."

Orianna smiled, shook her head, stretched, stood up, and said:

"Your Excellency, is there anything else about your companions? It's true that your Mage Realm is full of talented people."

"And one more thing."

Ateliers nodded, looked at the somewhat curious Orianna, and sighed softly, saying:

"I heard that the ruins of the city of Herod have recently been discovered..."

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Half an hour later, the half-elf walked out of the Mage Guild and stood at the gate in deep thought for a moment.