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

A man's voice suddenly came from the side.


Olivia, hearing this, glanced over to see a man in his twenties approaching, dressed as if he were a servant in the castle.


The girl was somewhat at a loss for words at his question.


Of course, she wasn't Leon's maid... but she felt it was too troublesome to explain and simply nodded in silence.


The servant's eyes took on a knowingly feigned smile as he asked the girl, "You're quite pretty, but why are you dressed in men's clothing? And wearing your master's sword?... If it weren't for your attire, I would have thought you were a noble lady. What's your name?"


"... My name is Olivia," the girl replied politely without a change in expression.


She wasn't the type to keep people at a distance, but something about this man gave Olivia an indescribable feeling.


"That's a lovely name. Will you be staying here tonight?" the servant asked, casually moving closer.


Chapter 105: The Meaning of the Hairband_3