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

He felt that he truly had a talent for being a ruthless boss, as his comrades seemed to be squeezed for every last bit of their surplus value.


He silently swore to himself that he would make it up to them for their wholehearted help... After discussing the final mundane matters of the fief with everyone, he looked over his companions for no particular reason before announcing the adjournment.


Azeryan, Lokhak, Olivia, Uncle Bryan, Kovis... and including himself.


Among the six people, there were three knights, one former knight, and a prince who would have certainly been a knight had his kingdom not fallen.


With this thought in mind, Leon glanced at Olivia.


An idea that he had been pondering since confirming with Knight Balfe surfaced in his mind.


Leon decided, once he could raise the Square Banner... once he realized that subtle "idea."


Perhaps he should simply replace the long dining table at home with a round one...


Chapter 102 Military Barracks Construction and Troop Training_3