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

"What do you think... of my golden hair? Is it beautiful?"


"Your Highness's golden hair is soft and silky, very beautiful," Agatha nodded.


"...How does it compare to Miss Olivia's?"


Agatha was taken aback for a moment and answered truthfully.


"Can't you flatter me a bit at this moment?"


"I'm sorry, Your Highness's golden hair is much more beautiful than Miss Olivia's," Agatha quickly and honestly corrected herself.


But holding the little princess's wet hair, after some thought, the Female Knight cautiously advised:


"Your Highness... I cannot defeat Miss Olivia... Her strength is even greater than what I saw last time."


Ines seemed to be choked for a moment and couldn't help but reprimand:


"...What nonsense are you saying? It's not like I plan to do anything..."


She lay back into the water from the edge of the barrel, completely losing the elegance she showed in front of others.


Chapter 276 Revenge Blood_2