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Knights and Magic Wand

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!

Sword of Autumn Wind · Fantasy
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164 Chs

Chapter 52 Thorny Flower Flag_3

"Just call him to ask, and wasn't there three of them? Where are the other two? Call them all over, I want to hear about their experiences along the way, and I have no idea how they got to Orland."

Trosa waved his hand in good humor, preparing to have his attendants summon those brave out-of-town youths to inquire about their story.

Although he didn't manage to personally slay the fleeing enemy, if he could find a few young men worth cultivating, it would be considered an unexpected gain.

The attendant responsible for summoning had just turned around to leave when he saw a knight, who had been on guard outside the village, hurriedly run into the hall.

"General, a Scout Rider on patrol reports that a troop is approaching this place; he saw the Thorny Flower banner, it should be an army of the Farolis Family," reported the knight, removing his helmet and bowing with a hand on his chest.

"Oh? Baron Eriv's response is swift indeed," said Trosa, somewhat surprised.