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

Ines sighed, opened her fan, and shook her head helplessly.


"This is what I envy about you. My identity grants me wealth and status that surpasses many others, but as a price, I'm doomed to have no power of choice. Even if father wants to marry me off to a cowardly meatball with big ears, I can only accept it."


Olivia blinked in surprise: "Meat... meatball?"


"Have you met Count Ackman?" Ines said with a faint smile.


"One of the many husbands my father picked for me, the eldest son of Duke Vister, famously known as 'Mr. Sea Pig' of the Western Border.


I'm not speaking badly about him behind his back; this nickname was actually bestowed upon him by his father, the honorable Duke Vister. If you've seen Mr. Ackman, you'd know what a 'meatball' really is."


It would have been fine if it were just his looks, but his lack of responsibility is even worse than my Second Prince brother, and his private life is scandalously chaotic.


Chapter 275: Sharpening to Meet the Need_2