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

In the deep hours of the night, in the tavern hall, most of the unrelated guests were allowed to return to their rooms to rest.


The innkeeper and waitstaff, along with other idle folk, were temporarily dismissed; Leon approached the man who was fast asleep.


The search team of guards found this man's armor and sword in his hotel room; he was a soldier captain from an eastern supply camp.


Leon reached out and shook him, but, as expected, the soldier captain remained deeply asleep.


This was strikingly similar to the effects of Soul Comforting Incense.


A beautiful poetess, adept in spells, proficient in martial arts, and approaching Selva's heavily guarded core late at night...


The suspicious level of the person described by Lord Larian was self-evident.


Was she with the same group that had initially intended to assassinate Lady Adelina?


With Canis's death less than a day behind, could she be the assassin who infiltrated the Longka Prison to murder the Wolf Family Young Master?


Chapter 138: Just Leave It All Behind