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

Five large Kantadar rowing ships at the River Bay Ferry crossed the boundary between sunlight and shadow, delivering the two squads about to venture deep into the netherworld to the opposite bank of the river.


Hooves stepped onto this land shrouded in the aura of death; while it was daylight on the North Shore, the South Bank was dim as night.


The surroundings filled the Avalon cavalry with a suffocating sense of oppression, as an indescribable chill permeated the air, piercing to the bone.


Fortunately, the Avalon Knights leading the way, alongside the Ranger Knights at their sides, instilled courage and unwavering resolve in the cavalry.


With the reconnaissance mission underway, the two squads immediately split upon entering the rural crossroad that had turned into the netherworld.


Knight Rohn, serving as a guide, led Glenn Soren's Rangers toward Fenlidun.


Leon, on the other hand, guided by Baron Yevan, directed the Avalon cavalry towards Ashford Port.


Chapter 266 Subjective Initiative