Ferdinand senses danger on the horizon. Dark clouds hang over him, twisting and turning into a dense miasma of unease. Meanwhile, Rozemyne prepares for winter,

Myne narrowly escapes death thanks to a magic tool, only to be told that she has just one year left to live at most. She decides to spend her remaining time wit

Rozemyne needs only one more ingredient for her jureve: the ruelle fruit she failed to gather the year before. With it, she and Ferdinand can finally brew the p

Rozemyne awakens from her two-year sleep to a world that isn’t as she remembers it. The strange sensation fills her with unease, but she has no time to rest�

Spring is the season when love blooms! Rozemyne's retainers are bursting with energy as they make clothes, attend their debuts, and shine in the new season. The