Sword of Autumn Wind

In a world hanging by a thread, where fragile order crumbles under the weight of arrogance, an empire's ambition reignites the catastrophes of a forgotten age. 
Ancient souls, long slumbering, awaken to a realm haunted by echoes of castles and towers, consumed by lust, betrayal, and bloodshed. 
Amid the chaos, mysterious cards—relics of a bygone era—stir with untold power, weaving the threads of magic and fate. 
As the past and present collide, an inevitable doom looms on the horizon, drawing ever closer with each passing moment!

Knights and Magic Wand

Leon handed the torch to the girl beside him, "Hold my hand, and just follow me straight ahead."


Olivia looked at his outstretched palm... The girl's cheeks, hidden under the flickering light, subtly reddened.


She obediently grasped his palm, and though separated by the thick hand armor, her heart still beat with an inexplicable nervousness.


Leon lifted his fingertips and traced the Dharma Seal of identity recognition on the rock wall.


(Ancient Lorelette Language) "Paying respects to Lady Netti, a place of seclusion, please open the path for us..."


As the correct spell was recited, Leon tightened his grip on the girl beside him and pulled her directly toward the solid rock wall.


There was no collision with any obstacle.


Leon's body, before Olivia's astonished eyes, merged into the rock wall like sinking into water, creating rippling waves, and then, she too was pulled in.


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