Despite being prepared, reading the Fairy’s Book didn’t go smoothly. He was familiar with the act of imprinting knowledge directly into his brain thanks to Gluttony, while the primordial characters helped with comprehension at the same time that predation increased proficiency. Overall, the process wasn’t much different.

The problem was the sheer amount of information.

Crack.

Theo’s head was throbbing. He had felt his consciousness become fuzzy several times, but he had gritted his teeth and accepted the knowledge. The thirty six characters had a total of a thousand eight hundred pages stored in them. This was a treasure written by an alchemist of the Age of Mythology, so the difficulty of the contents was a given. However, he hadn’t expected the other variable.

The more difficult the contents, the worse the headache becomes?

Gluttony realized what Theo meant and replied.

- Of course. The more difficult the knowledge, the more burden is placed on User’s brain. It’s possible that you wouldn’t be able to read even half of this book if you didn’t have Myrdal’s knowledge.

Myrdal?...