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

He denied the other party's understanding of qualifications and continued to entice his warriors with grand promises, "The qualifications I speak of have nothing to do with bloodline or origins, but rather pertain to the bravery and reputation you earn in this life.


Although currently obscure and unknown, who can tell the future? If you earn sufficient honors, spreading the fame of your bravery far and wide, miracles might indeed descend upon you."


He felt increasingly like a member of a heretical cult, only short of shouting something to the masses like "Believe in the Brother, gain eternal life."


Despite the fact that he spoke the truth, even if it might be far-off,


if the warriors under his command could all become warriors as mighty as Canis, as a Knight of Valor.


Then why would he be stingy about summoning back to his side those powerful and valiant knights who had died loyal to him?


Chapter 154: No Secrets_2