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

"Let's go and take a look, the last time I saw a tamed Griffin was when I went to the fortress in the North," Ines said excitedly as she urged her mount down the hillside.


Agatha snapped the reins and followed, noncommittally stating, "It could be just a rumor. Some people could boast about fighting an Evil Dragon after just killing a wild boar, especially since I doubt the country farmers can even tell the difference between a Griffin and a Jun Ying."


Agatha's life as a traveling mercenary made it clear to her: although both creatures could fly and looked somewhat similar, their size and ferocity were worlds apart.


To a fully armed knight, the threat level of a Jun Ying was akin to a flying lion or tiger—just slightly more challenging to deal with.


But a Griffin... that noble creature's power was comparable to the various dragon beasts of the Graveyard.


Chapter 166: Meeting (Thanks for the Monthly Ticket)