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

The journey was calm as Lady Adelina arrived at her destination. In the grand hall of the castle, Leon hastily surveyed the assembled crowd.


He noticed that, apart from certain knights who couldn't leave their posts, almost ninety percent of the Thorny Flower vassals and family members were gathered within Archers Castle.


It wasn't just Adelina coming to meet her husband, even Baron Eriv's two sons, the eldest, Fedor, and the younger, David, had also arrived in this new family territory.


Leon guessed that Eriv most likely intended to let his family and vassals witness the splendid moment of the family's revival.


After paying respects to the Sealing Lord, everyone was arranged to rest in the inner castle's guest rooms.


The vast inner castle showed no signs of damage from the war, and after such a long time being tended by servants, the original lord's fortress and courtyard had completely regained their previous cleanliness and luxury.


Chapter 170: The Coming of the King