Chapitre 1607: Chapter 1428: Incursio and the Fox Empress

Late autumn.

With the emerald cloak of summer long gone, the towering peaks wore a new crimson dress. Incursio, her footsteps crunching on the fiery carpet of fallen maple leaves, felt the vast crimson embrace the landscape. Though the once vibrant prairie prepared to fade from the scene, the leaves painted the ground like stage curtains, holding back the inevitable curtain call. Stillness reigned, as if waiting for a grand finale, a testament to nature's enduring cycle.

A sweet, nutty aroma of chestnuts filled the air, whetting the appetite.