Deep in a secret room of Swadian royal library, Harlausia, the descendant of the legendary King Harlaus, also the heir of the future Swadia, throws the last material into a bronze pot. Soon, multiple-colored smoke rises up from the boiling soup, and forms into a circle in the air. "Looks like the experiment is succeeded." Harlausia, the golden-haired princess, stares at the glowing spot in the smoke circle with her Azure blue eyes. "Hello, I am Princess Harlausia, the successor of Swadia."