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 said Olivia?" The stall owner's daughter turned her head, looking at the pretty maid from the Lord's House before her, and thought it was normal that the maid, presumably hired from outside the area and having been in Selva for less than a month, didn't know Olivia's "reputation."


"Don't underestimate her, you don't know, Olivia may be small, but she is our village's gold... cough cough, she can fight, even better than the men, she's really powerful!" The stall owner's daughter boasted proudly, having grown up watching Olivia teach the local troublemakers a lesson time and again, she admired her friend greatly.


Hearing this, curiosity grew in Treya's heart like wild grass.


As the daughter of a Knight, she knew very well that being able to fight...wasn't the same as being able to battle in a war.


Chapter 155 Golden Lion and Luoyuan_2