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

Leon hesitated for a moment but decided not to inform the two of the truth for the time being.


After all, that identity wasn't Lola's true wish.


There was no great need to rashly shake the worldviews of Azeryan and Lokhak.


...Taking the two upstairs, he didn't see Lola or any signs of her after going through several floors, so Leon headed straight for the top floor.


Climbing to the workshop, he sensed a massive, tangible energy vortex above their heads; and at the staircase leading to the top tower, everyone could hear the increasingly clear howling of the wind.


This is something they couldn't hear at the base of the tower, as if those tumultuous sounds were completely confined within a certain range.


"You two, don't go up just yet, have a seat here and wait for a bit, I'll go check out the situation," Leon turned and instructed.


Chapter 179: Thunder_4