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

Lola lifted her right hand, revealing the palm to the golden-haired girl.


Olivia stared blankly at the mage's gesture, somewhat puzzled.


"Hold my hand, and I can examine your bloodline."


Lola's golden pupils fixed on the girl's eyes, "If you feel offended or are not interested in delving into your ancestry, that's alright. I just thought I might have encountered a descendant of 'that person' and acted on a whim."


"No, Miss Lora, I don't feel offended, and I'm curious too," Olivia said somewhat awkwardly, waving her hand.


She removed her Iron Gloves and grasped the delicate and elegant fingers of the mage.


At the same time, she couldn't help but feel amazed...


The other party said they might know her ancestors, but how old could this mysterious and beautiful lady be?


Lost in wild guesses, Olivia saw Lola close her eyes.


A gentle light then began to emit faintly between the fingers of their clasped hands.


After a moment, Lola opened her eyes again.


Chapter 96 Ancient Lineage