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 touched his head and realized what had felt amiss.


He pinched a strand of his hair and saw that it was much longer than the day before.


What was more exaggerated was that, except for the original brown at the tips, the rest had turned a deep black.


"Okay!" The young maid scurried to fetch her master's copper mirror from the drawer and handed it over.


Leon took a look and instantly understood why Lena had been startled earlier.


But in that polished, shiny mirror, he could see atop his head not only a new crop of black hair but also eyes that had turned the same color as his black pupils in his previous life.


"Can it really change back?!" Leon touched his head, both shocked and pleased.


After all, he naturally preferred the black hair and eyes he had had for over twenty years.


Could it be due to the influence of the Magic Perception training?


Chapter 98 "Magic Power Training"_3