Chapter 147: Tear Open

Foster dropped down onto his bed, placing his bag right next to him. As he pulled his legs onto the mattress, he pushed his shoes off to get comfortable, and then carefully grabbed Aster out of his hair to place the spirit down next to him, letting him continue sleeping on the pillow. On his way back to the inn, he had been thinking more and more about what kind of book he had been given. That old man didn't seem like he would have anything actually useful, but then again, the book itself looked pretty expensive. And it wasn't like Foster didn't know those kinds of people back on earth either.