Only after Sergei had shut the book did he heave a sigh of relief.
Still, there was fear lingering in his eyes as he gazed at the cover of the book that was made from some kind of skin.
A chill crawled down his spine, thinking about just what kind of madman would create such a book. Furthermore, the knowledge contained inside was even more wicked.
Fortunately, he was able to find the ritual art to awaken his spirit energy written in simplified Ruskovian. Despite that, he was unable to read the words for more than a few minutes a day.
For if he did, he would be besieged by constant hallucinations and the ramblings of creatures unseen.
Soon, his eyes turned solemn and he thought to himself, But the notes state that once I become an Occultist, the spirit energy inside of my body will grant me some resistance against the efffects of the book.
Then, I will be able to learn even more esoteric knowledge from it!
