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

Zabron and other Guards were guarding the entrance, preventing anyone from approaching the backyard.


Leon scrutinized the three men before him, having already made arrangements for them.


"You all understand why I've called you here today."


One of the older soldiers nervously responded, "Mr. Leon, we haven't breathed a word to anyone during this time, Lord Zabron and his men can testify to that."


The other two remained silent, quickly nodding in agreement as if pounding garlic.


Leon nodded, "I know you've kept your mouths shut. I expect that to continue. I don't want to waste words telling you to forget what you saw that day, but let me give you a piece of advice... Revealing things beyond common understanding brings no good, only calamities beyond imagination."


Listening to the dangerous warning, the three soldiers bowed their heads, "Understood, we will keep this secret for you forever."


Chapter 154: No Secrets