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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 · Fantasia
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112 Chs

Chapter 53 Returning to the Rightful Owner

Seeing Count Trosa standing in the courtyard welcoming him, Baron Eriv's solemn mood from witnessing the corpses of the subjects as he entered the village somewhat subsided.

"I didn't expect to meet you here, General. Had I known a distinguished guest was visiting, I would have arranged a banquet for you in town," Baron Eriv said as he bowed deeply.

"Ha-ha, General, it's good that you don't blame us for coming uninvited," Trosa stepped forward and warmly embraced him.

The Old Earl patted his arm and then with a look of regret said, "We recently defeated the troops from Leding Castle, but unfortunately, we couldn't capture Dawson. I didn't expect him to slip into your territory... I'm ashamed that I came too late; your village still suffered from those scoundrels' havoc. Thankfully, the main culprits have paid with their lives."