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

Back in Selva, Leon and Olivia, who had run out to greet him at the door, hugged each other tightly, feeling each other's longing.


Although they had not been apart for long, Leon still felt somewhat intoxicated by the happiness of having someone always waiting for him at home.


However, as they parted from the embrace, Leon noticed a slight weariness on Olivia's face.


Back at the mansion, before he could get an answer to his concerned greeting, he was hurriedly pulled by the joyous Olivia to the backyard.


Leon looked at her with a hint of pride showing through and was puzzled, "What is it? Why the rush?"


"Of course, it's the results of my days of effort. You have to watch closely~"


Standing in the yard, Olivia smiled as she drew her long sword, holding it in front of her with both hands.


She steadied her spirit slightly, her gaze serious and her expression solemn.


Suddenly... the golden tips of the girl's hair fluttered without wind.


Chapter 177: Recruiting an Officer