Yulan Calendar 5000.
January 1, Magnolia Festival!
Yulan City was celebrating the Magnolia Festival with a grand celebration.
As the ancient empire that had once ruled the entire Yulan Continent, the Yulan Empire placed the greatest importance on the Magnolia Festival.
The people of the Yulan Empire were also the proudest, because their empire had once ruled the entire Yulan Continent. And the Yulan Empire's guardian deity, the High Priest, was the oldest God-level powerhouse among all humanity. The only one who could compare to the High Priest was the War God of the O'Brien Empire!
In Yulan City, at Blue Water Paradise.
In a private room, Kolan was chatting and drinking with two women, one on either side of him.
The woman on his left was a pure and innocent young girl, while the one on his right was a married woman. She wore a tight-fitting burgundy dress, and her long burgundy hair was loosely tied back. She had a curvy figure, fair skin, and alluring eyes.
On closer inspection, the two women bore some resemblance to each other.
"Lord Kolan, today is the Magnolia Festival. It's so lively outside. Aren't you going to take a look?" The woman gave a soft, bewitching laugh.
If some young nobleman just beginning to fall in love saw her, who knew what expression would appear on his face?
"Isabelle, what is it? Do you want to go for a stroll?" Kolan lightly lifted the woman's chin, smiling.
The woman was named Isabelle. She was the wife of a once-noble family that had fallen into decline in Yulan City. Her husband had died long ago, leaving Isabelle to manage the family affairs and raise her daughter, Victoria.
Last year, Kolan had gone to Blue Water Paradise and happened to meet Isabelle, who had come out to socialize for the first time because her family was in difficulties.
As a result, Isabelle had pleased Kolan, and Kolan had pleased Isabelle.
Some time ago, Isabelle had even brought her daughter, Victoria, along.
"Victoria hasn't really celebrated the Magnolia Festival in years." Isabelle glanced at her daughter.
"Haha, then let's go explore Yulan City tonight," Kolan said with a hearty laugh.
Isabelle and Victoria both smiled happily.
Kolan was a powerful warrior who spent generously, making the two vulnerable women feel very safe.
Isabelle saw Kolan as her protector, and that was why she was willing to bring her daughter, Victoria, along.
Kolan enjoyed this kind of life like any young man.
For the past three hundred years, his Death God Clone and Life God Clone had both been diligently cultivating.
Kolan's Saint Realm True Body cultivated as well, but from time to time, it also traveled around the Yulan Continent.
Although it was his Saint Realm True Body, with its powerful body and Fused Divine Power, Kolan was confident he could defeat even the High Priest or the War God.
His Saint Realm True Body's soul force extended for ten thousand miles. In truth, there was hardly any difference between him and a true god.
He was very pleased with Isabelle and Victoria, and they gave him a different kind of experience.
His Divine Clones cultivated diligently, while his Saint Realm True Body traveled and enjoyed life.
A great deal had happened over the past three hundred years.
The first generation of the Four Ultimate Warriors had gradually disappeared from the people's view three hundred years ago, replaced by the second generation. Ryan Baruch, for example, Baruch's son, was the second Dragonblood Warrior on the Yulan Continent. In Yulan Calendar 4690, he defeated and subdued a Saint-level Golden Dragon in the Magical Beast Mountain Range, becoming a Golden Dragon Holy Knight.
Compared with the first generation of the Four Ultimate Warriors, the second generation had performed no worse than their parents. They had made a name for themselves and become the most famous Saint Warriors on the Yulan Continent.
Now it was the third generation of the Four Ultimate Warriors who were beginning to make their mark.
At the same time, there were others whose achievements rivaled those of the third generation of the Four Ultimate Warriors. Tulilei of the Far East Prairie, for instance, had become a Saint, rising with tremendous momentum. Rutherford, too, had entered the Saint Realm.
Besides the Four Ultimate Warriors, many other things had happened. For example, after stepping down as pope, Ernst, the pope of the Radiant Church, had left the Yulan Plane.
Kolan composed himself, holding a woman in each arm as he left Blue Water Paradise.
He actually had a mansion of his own in Yulan City.
But sometimes he simply liked bringing the two women to Blue Water Paradise. It gave him a different sort of experience.
They stepped out of Blue Water Paradise and walked along the streets of Yulan City. On the night of the Magnolia Festival, the city was extremely bustling, far more so than on ordinary nights.
Lanterns and decorations could be seen everywhere.
The streets were full of activity.
There were many pedestrians, including magic casters, warriors, noble lords, noble ladies, and young noblewomen.
The ancient Yulan Empire had no shortage of nobles.
Even when noble families fell into decline, they did everything they could to maintain an appearance of prosperity.
"Well, if it isn't Isabelle! No wonder so many nobles in Yulan City are after you, and you've turned them all down. You already have a man." Just then, a voice rang out.
Looking over, they saw a woman dressed like a noblewoman, her eyes full of disdain. "You're not only throwing yourself at him, you're letting your daughter do the same. Clark must have been blind to marry you."
"Rola, this is my business. It's not your place to criticize me." Isabelle's face filled with anger.
Clark was her late husband.
The noblewoman named Rola had been her rival in love when they were young. They had attended the same Magic Academy. Rola had liked Clark, but Clark had loved Isabelle, and in the end, he had married her.
But after Clark inherited the marquisate, not long after their daughter was born, he went to the border on an expedition and died in battle. Isabelle had been widowed at a young age.
Rola had often spoken ill of her, and whenever they met, she never missed a chance to mock and ridicule her.
"Isabelle, just look at yourself. You're utterly shameless. You'll become the laughingstock of all Yulan City." Rola sneered. "I heard you went to Blue Water Paradise and became a courtesan. How ridiculous."
"Slap!"
A loud slap rang out.
Rola was struck so hard she saw stars and collapsed onto the ground, dazed.
When she came to, Rola shrieked, "You—you dared to hit me?!"
Kolan looked at Rola indifferently. "A woman like you deserves to be hit."
No one else was allowed to criticize his woman.
Especially not in front of him.
"What are you waiting for? Get him! Kill him!" Rola shrieked.
Rola's guards drew their blades and rushed to kill Kolan.
Isabelle and Victoria tensed, clutching Kolan's hand tightly.
Kolan glanced indifferently at the five guards, and they froze in place.
Then he looked at Rola. Her eyes immediately went vacant, and foam dribbled from her mouth.
She was only a sixth-rank mage. Kolan had dealt with her with a single glance.
From then on, she would be an idiot.
"Kolan, Rola is a duchess now. You'll bring trouble on yourself if you do this. We should leave at once," Isabelle said nervously.
Rola was a duchess, and her husband wasn't some noble fallen on hard times. He was a powerful duke, and her husband was the Yulan Empire emperor's right-hand man.
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