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

What kind of beautiful romantic memory is this?


Leon dared not doubt Miss Pope's judgment and planned to check himself in the mirror later, lest he had unwittingly shown a face "addicted to the beauty of women."


Having learned his lesson, he decided to abstain from lust for a while. With a beautiful companion and a fulfilling life surrounded by brothers, it would be a huge loss to die prematurely due to indulgence.


Bending down to sit back in the chair with a stern expression, he turned to Lola to discuss serious matters. "There's something else I need to tell you. I've heard recently that the army that initially occupied Rolannar may have withdrawn. I plan to go east soon to investigate.


Sorry for the delay due to various things, but now I should fulfill our agreement.


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