Dream Field Sakiko

In an era when knowledge was banned, the physician Lyle had to be extremely cautious even in academic research, an invitation from the Andrei Academy materialized before his eyes.
The Andrei Academy of Cassandale? 
Lyle peered closely at the tombstone before him, hissing, 
"Ah, the scholars here really know how to pick a spot."

Academic gathering with a lich

By the lakeside of Naslan, the Dragon Priest and the master of Naslan made contact.


Mr. Scholar, with that bronze mask on, though his face couldn't be seen, Lyle could guess his mood. Beatrice was like someone who had been through a severe illness, her pale face bearing two heavy dark circles, and her weight almost completely resting on Lyle's arm, as if she were an invalid propped up by a walking stick. Despite trembling all over, she still managed to pull a smile that resembled a cry, greeting Mr. Scholar.


"No... it's nothing, teacher, just insomnia combined with a bad cold, feels like there's a huge stone pressing on my chest, limbs weak... with Lyle here, I can still barely hang on to life..."


Mr. Scholar covered his face, realizing what was happening when it wasn't Helena who greeted him but Beatrice.


Chapter 589 The Origin of Spellbreaker