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

Put yourself in their shoes: even if they're your best buddy, it'd be strange if one day they suddenly had to ride you...


Thinking about it only made it weirder.


The guards standing outside the courtyard immediately walked into the back after receiving a message from a soldier.


"My Lord, Lord Azeryan has returned from Silver Mountain City, and the convoy transporting the armaments has arrived at the camp," the soldier said.


Leon's eyes lit up with joy upon hearing this. Finally, he could begin the selection process for the Heavy Shield Crossbowmen in the army.


He instructed Kovis to stay behind and take care of the Griffin, then immediately set off for the camp.


Chapter 163: Silver Mountain Crossbow and Magic Materials_2