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

Miss Mage shook her head, "I can sense the changes in the surrounding environment, such as your arrival, but I don't have a clear field of vision... What's wrong? Why do you ask?"


"Ah, no reason, I'm just worried about your safety since there will be more people in the city in the future," Leon said with a smirk.


It was good that she hadn't seen it, as if she had witnessed his earlier rudeness, Miss Mage might have fetched her Magic Wand and given him a knock on the head, administering justice on behalf of Lady Aphrodite's friend.


"Do I possess Magic Power now, and is it time to use that Silver Token to try summoning an assistant?" Leon shifted the topic, addressing the matter at hand.


"The top of the tower has been prepared for the ceremony, but first lower your head so I can check... I need to inspect the amount of Magic Power within your body," Lola beckoned to him.


Upon hearing this, Leon obediently drew close and bowed his head towards Miss Mage.


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