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

Particularly now that she had her own large group of human-shaped punching bags to practice with all day.


Leon couldn't predict how much more the young girl would grow if this continued.


"Keep it up, the path of martial arts must not stop..."


Bearing the restlessness in his head influenced by robust energy, Leon returned home and continued to be beaten by Olivia.


He completed one-on-one martial arts training in the morning.


After resting at noon, he listened to Mr. Brian Sr. and the various stewards' reports on daily public affairs in the hall.


There were far fewer undead attacks this month compared to the last.


The ample patrol troops in Selva allowed the subjects to eradicate the Living Corpses that strayed into their lands on their own.


The archers, who rotated to and from their posts on schedule, had already resolved Longka's safety issues.


Chapter 115 Leisurely Days and Usual Pastimes_3