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 smiled cheerfully, hands on her hips, and patted Kovis on the shoulder with an air of maturity that resembled Jerry's cousin, "Ah, cousin, your sister will cover for you from now on. If anyone dares to bully you, I'll help you beat them up."


The sudden upgrade in generational status clearly delighted the girl.


Kovis could only offer a wry smile in response.


Yet... even though it was just a pretext to cover up his background, the feeling of having family once again...


His eyes, filled with gratitude, turned towards Leon. The boy felt an all but forgotten warmth for that long-missed term.


A few days later, with preparations complete, it was ultimately decided to hold the knighthood ceremony for Olivia and Kovis in the main castle hall.


Initially, Azeryan suggested the banquet hall because the front position in the main hall was occupied by ancient emblems and totem carvings, leaving no room for the Lord's high-backed chair.


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