I am Lisandra Berliensis, a descendant of an ancient magical bloodline—but because of the cruel mockery of fate, I’ve been cast to the wayside of life. No connections, no support from relatives, and no money… My future looked different to me: a happy marriage, and no attempts to master my element. And, of course, I never dreamed of a mage’s career. But as the saying goes: if you want to make the gods laugh, tell them your plans. And that’s how I ended up in the Frinštadt Magical Academy. And everything would have been fine, if the dean hadn’t turned out to be something else entirely—either an elf with a tail, or a demon with ears…