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

Lady Adelina organized the documents beside her and came to her husband's side to massage his shoulders.


Eriv couldn't help but lightly pat his wife's hand: "Fedor spends too much time with those bureaucrats in the city council. It's not bad to be adept at political maneuvering, but he lacks a bit of heroic spirit. In the future, I'm afraid he might develop a rift with the family's vassals.


If there are any more conflicts, it's better to take him to the frontline for practice and let him associate with the soldiers... Even the delicate Princess Ines, born from the 'Old Dragon', can set foot on the battlefield. My son shouldn't be outdone by a frail little girl."


Hearing this, Adelina couldn't stand it, and she hit her husband lightly, defending their child: "Fedor was born weak and almost died young, as you know. Not everyone can gallop on the battlefield like you brutes.


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