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

Olivia couldn't wait to try the bathhouse yesterday; by now, she must be inside, luxuriating in the extravagance of an ancient Lorelette civilization.


Leon looked at the tightly shut door. His ears twitched, as if he could hear the chatter of his wife inside.


The thickly carved door and stone walls isolated the sounds inside the bathhouse from the outside. Leon couldn't hear anything.


He did want to join Olivia for a romantic bath.


Unfortunately, at this hour, it was likely that Miss Treya, who followed the young lady like a shadow, or even Elena and Lady Martha, might also be inside...


He would have to arrange a time with Olivia in advance to enjoy it alone together in the future.


Leon, regretfully, continued on towards the Treasury.


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