Inside the Yellow Millet Dream laboratory in the East Lainer Mage Tower.
An eerie, mysterious glow flowed, cold as water. High-magic plasma condensed through mana resonance danced through the air like fairies, dreamlike and ethereal.
All around, shifting Seris runes shimmered faintly, as though telling ancient stories unknown to anyone.
These runes were formed through a connection to the Mage Tower's mana pool. They floated through the air like liquid streams, occasionally revealing fleeting, dreamlike mirages.
"Don't be nervous. It might hurt a little at first, but once you get used to it, it'll feel very comfortable."
Roland sat beside the restraint bed where Princess Rosa lay, gently squeezed her hand, and reassured her.
The others nearby kept their eyes on their own work.
They were far too busy to pay attention, even if Roland started spouting cheesy romantic lines like "On nights when I miss you."
Only when everything was ready did someone approach Roland to report, "Sir Roland, we can begin."
Roland rose and nodded, watching the bed slowly slide into the large magic-conducting instrument.
The spell was not yet well known, and wealthy people from other worlds were not about to travel vast distances to acquire it. For now, the great nobles of Lainer World were the first to benefit from their proximity.
Princess Rosa had applied immediately, eager to enjoy the conveniences this breakthrough in Arcana offered as soon as possible.
Since Roland still needed her for quite a few things, he had exercised his privileges to arrange it for her, even personally overseeing the process to prevent any accidents.
More than thirty minutes later.
The hum of the magic-conducting instrument stopped. Within the isolated area established by the magic array, the fluctuations of magical power slowly faded, along with the sensation of mana resonance induced