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

Leon glanced at the girl beside him and asked, "Have you been watching for too long and now itching to try? I'm sorry for not letting you participate in the two knight tournaments."


"It's fine, observing many powerful knights is also quite interesting. For example, Baron Kellan, he's really formidable, and I'm not confident I could necessarily defeat him. However, it would have been great to compete this time..." Olivia looked at Leon as she spoke.


"The day before yesterday I watched the match of the Kantadar Knight who injured you. His name is 'Valensis Arsene,' right? How dare he come here! Hmph... It's a pity I can't enter the field; otherwise, I would definitely teach him a harsh lesson for you." Olivia tightened her fingers around her husband's palm, fuming with quiet resentment.


She still remembered the heartache that almost stopped her heart when she saw Leon's arm severed.


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