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

"You need not worry about the Wolf Family, as for being greedy? Isn't the current state of the Thorny Flower Family because of you? The Farolis Family has already made so many concessions. You can press on as usual, but this time I will not retreat." Eriv sneered. In his youth, he inherited a broken family business and humbly watched the Royalist Nobles carve up his ancestor's territory piece by piece. And now they accused him of greed? He had not yet settled accounts with the Royalist.


Baron Gunnar said no more, his eyes cast down on the map, slowly falling into contemplation.


Eriv waited patiently with an expressionless face...


After a long while, Baron Thorny Flower received the satisfactory answer.


"Fine, but once the Wolf Domain Army moves south, you must ensure the safety and passage of my troops and supplies in your southern territories. If you pull any tricks, I don't need the land to the south, but I will bring war to the Thorny Flower Territory."


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