Richard collapsed into his bed with a tired sigh.
In the end, although he was still terrified, it seemed he was safe for now. If nothing has happened so far, there was a chance he wouldn't need to worry about any side effects.
He couldn't help but think about that man he had encountered.
'Amon Nephil, huh... Did he know about that?'
Considering he had been unable to sense the man until Plato pointed it out, there was a high chance he had been followed and watched for a very long time.
He stuffed a curse.
It has been a long day and all he wanted to do was lay his head down and have some rest.
'But before that...'
He shot up from the bed and walked over to his desk.
Pulling out a book from his side cabinet, he quickly scribbled down a few things. Once he was done, he pulled open a small bag he had dropped on the wooden table earlier.
It contained all the origin essence cores he has harvested from the Gremlins today.
