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

...Eriv couldn't imagine how many secrets this child harbored that he was unaware of.


But feeling the sincerity of the counterpart, he had no desire to expose them now or in the future.


Just see it as a gift from the gods, Eriv couldn't help but recall the ancient myth he read in an old record during his youth.


It's said that the gods once granted humans a box named Pandora, which brought blessings but was not to be opened.


Leaving it closed brought great fortune, but opening it... could bring great disaster.


Eriv trusted his intuition and judgment; since the child bore no malice towards him or his family, it was fine to pretend he knew nothing.


His gaze finally found Count Rahman, and Eriv quickly stepped forward to greet him.


Upon seeing his increasingly favored son-in-law arrive with the army, the warhound Count let out a hearty laugh and embraced him warmly.


Chapter 272: A Troubled Season_2