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

"Come over here, Susanna!" Behind the layered tree shadows, soft warm light blurred their outlines, and the sweet scent of nectar was locked in mist, dampening the light silk fabric. The Elves' tone was cheerful, and the name called out sounded more like lyrics to a song. The lively introduction ended, but what came next was a disappointing heaviness. It was the sound of thorns rolling in the soil, and a tall figure moved like a tower, crushing the sweetness.


The former Elf Executive stretched out her palm, and the lush vegetation at the command of their mistress recoiled its roots, opening up a path. Susanna didn't know how old these plants were, but they couldn't be very old; the truly ancient ones had already become spirits. At least, in the Dream Forest, such trees would never be so unaccommodating.


"Elan, you're not familiar with this place, be careful."


Dream of the Golden Rose