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 realized, it was the decree issued by the current king upon his ascension. No wonder Mr. Brian Sr. had not reminded him.


The other had been living in seclusion with Olivia in the countryside for years, obviously unaware of the changes in policies and rules governing the noble lords.


"Does this decree only prohibit the magicians of the Northern Society?" Leon tried to parse the words carefully.


"No, technically it applies to all magicians, but in Orland Country, the spellcasters are mostly trained by the Northern Society.


Oh, your little attendant is indeed special, his accent must be from another kingdom, right? But even foreign spellcasters must obey the decree...


Of course, if it goes undetected, an unenforceable law is naturally just a piece of paper, so you better hide him well in front of that Northern Wizard, otherwise, if it comes to arguing, our position will be very troublesome."


Chapter 133 Envoy from Wolf Territory_2