I walked silently to my room.
Sitting on the bed, I glanced up at the ceiling, then silently… whispered through my teeth.
'Greta…'
Initially, when I'd transmigrated to this world…
My thoughts paused there as I quickly bent low and rummaged through the drawer ahead.
WYATT. ZOROS. GRETA. AZATOTH. GREAM
Reading through the words my predecessor had written, I couldn't help drawing a sharp breath.
It was still the same words as before…
My eyes landed on 'Greta…'
One of the entities who had taken part in cursing him.
I glanced down at my arm, where the eye still stared back at me like a curse.
Despite all the increase to my strength, along with everything else, it remained ever present.
'To think it's from such a high-ranked cursed gate…'
The thought that my predecessor could come in contact with an entity on that level was enough to shake me to my core.
Even so, I kept my calm.
'I can still handle it… for now, father and the others can deal with everything.'
