Connie also appeared in front of Joelson.

Her strength had also smoothly stepped into the saint-level. However, she relied on the path of a knight and not on the power of rune stones.

"Lord Joelson."

Connie respectfully knelt in front of Joelson and softly told him about what had happened in the runic land over the past ten years.

That's right, a full ten years had passed since he entered seclusion.

The runic land had completely formed a system with divine power as the center.

They believed in Joelson.

All the runic warriors were unified under the leadership of the dragons. Their goal was the runic wilderness.

Every second, a large number of rune stones were hunted out of the runic wilderness and sent into the center of the runic land. Some of them were for Joelson to cultivate, and some were for the dragons to devour.

In ten years, the runic land's territory had expanded by three times.

Joelson nodded slightly, his face showing a hint of satisfaction. "You've done well."

After thinking for a while, he continued, "I'll be leaving for a period of time. During this period, you'll be in charge of the runic land for me."

"Yes, Sir."

Joelson wanted to return to the central continent.

Before he left, he only took Du Lu, Steel Dragon, and Lightning away.

The power in these three fellows' bodies was almost saturated. Staying in the runic land did not have much meaning. With the strength of the remaining few dragons, guarding the runic land was completely enough.

The void rippled like the surface of water. Joelson slowly walked out of the void.

It was still the prince's residence in the capital of Alcott.

The magic lamp was lit quietly and the room was as clean as ever. It seemed that someone had been cleaning the room for the past ten years.

Creak!

The door opened and a slender figure appeared at the door.

Joelson smiled at the person who came and said softly, "Leas."

Leas was stunned when she saw Joelson, and then she showed a happy expression. She ran up to him cheerfully and threw herself into his arms.

"Young Master."

Holding Leas's soft and delicate body in his arms and smelling the fragrance of the flowers in her hair, Joelson felt exceptionally calm.

The news of Joelson coming out of seclusion soon spread throughout the prince's mansion. All the women gathered around.

Because they had drunk the water of the Spring of Life, the women's appearances did not change much.

Joelson looked around and saw that everyone had made great progress.

Darlene and Juliana had both reached the level of a Tier-9 Mage. Darlene was at the peak of Tier-9 and was only one step away from reaching the saint-level.

Catherine obediently listened to Joelson and put aside all the matters of the Chamber of Commerce. She focused on her cultivation and also reached the level of a tier-7 mage.

On the other hand, Leas was a little out of Joelson's expectations. After breaking free from Stasi's control, her talent in plant magic seemed to have been fully displayed. She had actually taken that step in a short period of time, she had become the first among the women to advance to the saint-level.

Thud thud thud...

A series of hurried footsteps attracted everyone's attention.

A beautiful figure appeared at the door with a faint look of anticipation and excitement on her face.

When she saw Joelson, the anticipation and excitement immediately turned into joy.

She slowed down her footsteps and slowly walked in front of him. She said in a respectful and respectful tone, "Father."

"Funina."

A gentle look appeared in his eyes.

His child.

Funina had inherited Catherine's ice-blue hair, as well as his black pupils. Her features were exquisite, and her figure was slim and slender.

She was dressed in tight clothes. Her hair was cut short to her ears, and her entire body exuded a youthful aura.

Joelson took a look at Funina's cultivation. She was a level eight knight, and her spiritual power had also reached level eight.

Joelson frowned slightly. In the end, Funina still chose the same path as him.

Dual cultivation of magic and the way of knights.

Seeing Joelson's frown, Funina's face immediately revealed a nervous expression.

"What are you going to major in?"

Joelson said lightly.

Funina answered honestly, "Knights."

She had been a temperamental child. The first time she meditated was when she was seven years old and she had been forced to complete it. After that, she had not been interested in the cultivation of mages.

Otherwise, with her talent and her focus on magic, she would not only have the strength of a level-eight mage this time.

Joelson slowly nodded. He respected Funina's own thoughts.

A shining dragon scale inner armor appeared in his hand, as well as a gorgeous longsword that was flowing with golden flames.

"These two things are for you."

Funina's eyes instantly lit up, full of disbelief and joy.

"Really?"

Joelson nodded.

"The dragon scale inner armor and this meteor sword were forged from the materials of a saint-level fire-type dragon. They're not of much use to me right now but they're suitable for you."

"Thank you, Father."

Funina happily took the two gifts and immediately began to play with the meteor sword, looking like she liked it.

With a helpless smile, Joelson retracted his gaze from Funina and turned to the women. He said, "I'm going to the central continent."

Joelson was going to the Saint Realm to meet with the several thrones, mainly to investigate the situation of the Fallen Divine Kingdom.

Before he could finish, an anxious voice suddenly sounded, "Father, please let me go with you."

It was Funina. She looked at Joelson with a begging expression and made a pitiful pleading look.

"I'm almost seventeen years old. At my age, Father's name has already shaken the central continent but I haven't even been to the central continent once."

"Funina."

Catherine couldn't help but say.

Joelson thought for a moment and nodded slightly. He looked straight into Funina's eyes and said in a deep voice, "Sure, I can also check the results of your cultivation over the past ten years."

"Ah?"

Funina was so happy that before she had time to show it, she suddenly collapsed and became a little bitter gourd.

Next, Joelson took care of some things that he had accumulated over the past ten years.

Then, he headed to the central continent.

...

On a certain wilderness plain in the central continent.

A group of three people were moving forward quickly.

A handsome and calm young man in a black robe was walking at the front. He walked as if he was strolling, but with every step he took, the distance would be pulled back by a few hundred meters. His whole body moved forward as if he had teleported.

Another young girl with a green face gritted her teeth and followed closely behind the young man. The energy of her body was pushed to the limit, and she barely managed to keep up with him.

When the outline of a city appeared in their vision at the end of the wilderness, the young man's speed began to slow down.

"Huff, huff, huff..."

The young girl panted heavily. Her face was full of sweat, and her face was pale. She felt like she was about to lose her strength.

"Miss, drink some water."

A thin middle-aged man immediately handed over a water bag with a smile.

"Thank you, Butler Frederick."

The young girl politely thanked the middle-aged man. She raised the water bottle and poured it into her mouth without any hesitation.

The clear water was added with a precious magic potion, and the young girl's exhausted physical strength was recovering quickly.

They were the people who had already arrived in the central continent, including Joelson, Funina, and Frederick.