Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

"Nolan, aren't you angry? Even if Invincible Teacher destroyed the Holy Land, it was to save millions of citizens. Isn't that more important than the Headmaster wiping out the same number of Evil Slaughter Army soldiers?"

"There's nothing to be angry about. I didn't do this for... cough humph, the teacher didn't act to save those ungrateful people, but to save us students. Believe me, if my temple were razed to the ground, I would do a hundred or a thousand times worse than them."

The little witch of Saint Lenza grinned and winked at the blue-haired girl to put her mind at ease.

That's true...

"Do you remember what I said about the gods?"

"I know I know!"

Chinara raised her hand, shaking her head as if answering a question in class, "They are all monsters, liars, executioners!"

"Goodness, you're getting smarter and smarter, while someone else is getting dumber and dumber."

Nolan affectionately patted the little princess's head, then made a face at the melancholy songstress, which made Messiah puff out her cheeks and pinch Nolan's slender waist hard.

"What?! I was clearly worried about you!"

"The restrained young lady is not like the Starry Night Diva I know."

"Tch, do you know who you're talking to? I am the Great Demon King Messiah!"

The big bad wolf bared its fangs and claws as it pounced on Nolan, reverting to some of its mischievous nature; the consequences of skipping school had a significant impact on her.

The three freshmen from Class 516 were always the center of attention wherever they went, but now those intense gazes were tinged with prejudice.

Amidst their playful banter, the three suddenly heard a cold, mocking voice coming from behind them.

"How shameless it is to have the audacity to return to school after committing such a crime."

Messiah pursed her lips and turned to look at the three men and two women at the next table.

The five troublemakers all wore the insignia of the Glorious Saints society and wore sneers. One of them was an old acquaintance, Feller.

The discord between the Saints of Honor and the Throne of Chaos is nothing new. It only calmed down for a while because of Alicia's appearance last time. But this time, the Chaos Knight has offended the Septian Temple.

"Hey, whose dog isn't leashed? Could you please come and claim it?"

The blue-haired girl cleared her throat, and her melodious shouts elicited bursts of giggles in the cafeteria.

The five saints' expressions changed slightly. Ferrer said in a deep voice, "Miss Messiah, it seems you have forgotten your position. Continuing to stay with the Chaos Believers will not only damage your image, but sooner or later you will be condemned by all people and cursed by the gods!"

Messiah retorted sharply, "Are you threatening me?!"

"What kind of god would curse a little girl? Are you sure you're not worshipping a demon?"

Nolan, in a nonchalant manner, patted Messiah on the shoulder and pulled her back to her seat.

The speaker is unintentional and the listener is interested.

Feller sneered and raised his voice, his skill in framing others was first-rate.

"Did you hear that? She actually dared to slander the Mother of Elements as an evil demon god! Chaos followers are indeed heretics!"

Zinora put down her fork and said irritably, "The veracity of the rumors is still unclear. Even if they were true, what does it have to do with Nolan?"

The saints looked at each other, their smiles growing increasingly mocking.

"That's the truth, don't you know? The Holy See launched a trial against Invincible on Rainbow Isle to verify the accusations made by the Archbishop and many believers. They ordered Chaos Knight to attend in person, but he didn't go at all. If you ask me, he just didn't dare to go!"

In the eyes of the Seven Luminaries Temple, this is tantamount to confessing a crime, leaving no room for defense.

Invincible certainly didn't go; no one had the right to order her to do anything.

Chinara and Messiah were taken aback for a moment, their brows furrowing. If their teacher were convicted by the Septian Temple, it would be troublesome.

152. The Real Princess

The heated debate in the cafeteria continues, and the battle is still escalating.

"Invincible is nothing but a demon from the abyss. The Federation is only reaping what it sowed by believing those guys of unknown origin."

Feller's other companions, feeling smug, also began to kick him while he was down.

It's okay to talk nonsense, but there are some things you shouldn't say, especially at such a tense moment.

Relations between the Holy Alliance and the Free Federation have reached a freezing point and could erupt at any moment.

"He brought it on himself?"

Messiah screamed, furious, and launched the first attack: "Who was it that was so cowardly and fled the abyss after the defeat, leaving a huge mess for others to clean up!"

"this......"

The free citizens in the canteen all stood up, glaring at Feller and his group with hostility.

Nolan rolled his eyes, wanting to laugh but unable to.

But if this continues, the student council will have to get the discipline department involved to handle things themselves...

Because of his cowardly act of abandoning his soldiers and fleeing, the Holy Leader was almost condemned to death by the people of the Alliance and the Federation, and was powerless to refute it.

Feller was speechless for a moment and had to change the subject.

"In short, destroying a sacred site of faith is an unforgivable sin. Whether it is the Cathedral of the Holy Light or the White Emperor Star Sanctuary, both will be regarded as a provocation against the gods and must be punished by divine retribution!"

Nolan smiled.

Don't say it wasn't intentional. Even if she demolished their temple in front of the God of Light and the Guardian of Time, so what?

Execute the destroyer of all realms?

You should ask Asteria herself if she has the ability...

"Don't worry, you'll be the next person the Vatican will try soon. Who knows, you and your family might all be spies from the Abyss."

The heavily made-up woman next to Ferrer stared at the silver-haired girl with disdain, but more so with schadenfreude.

They were as envious as they were of Nolan becoming a disciple of a saint, and now they were overjoyed, wishing the Joestar family would disappear forever.

"It might be your turn too, because you bunch of loyal dogs are stirring up trouble for your master everywhere."

Nolan shrugged, still nonchalantly scooping up mashed potatoes. After finishing his own, he would sneak some of Messiah's, which made the girl both annoyed and amused.

If Asteria knew about this, she would laugh so hard she couldn't stop.

No, maybe she's secretly watching her own masterpiece all the time!

Therefore, having many believers is not a good thing. With such a large base, there are also more idiots who are completely unaware that they are causing trouble for their masters.

Ferrer curled his lips into a smirk and said mockingly, "Watch your tone. The eldest princess of the Plantagenet Kingdom standing before you, even if your father, Duke Roland, were here, would have to kiss Princess Mary's hand with utmost respect."

Messiah glanced at the burly woman, somewhat surprised.

Although not much stronger, the lord of the sub-plane Isheran is the King of the Golden Plant, but this is a neutral territory of the Federation and is not under the jurisdiction of the Holy Alliance.

"Oh."

Nolan didn't even glance at the arrogant woman, and even sneaked a bite of Chinara's lunch. After he was full, he patted his belly and left.

"What kind of attitude is this? Believe me or not, I'll order Roland to come back from the front lines right now and teach his heir a lesson!"

Princess Mary spoke with disdain, showing that she had not inherited even a fraction of her father's wisdom.

The nobles of the Holy Alliance are typical mortals who love to divide people into classes. This is especially evident in the arrogant children of the Holy Saints, who are influenced by their fathers. Their haughty and pretentious attitude makes them seem as if they were born superior.

Nolan may not care, but a fiercely protective husband like her can't swallow this insult.

Chinara was not dragged along by Nolan. She raised her chin slightly and looked down at the Glorious Saint, smiling and saying, "I've long heard that the Holy Alliance is full of mad dogs and princesses, but I didn't expect you to be an exception."

Mary paused for a moment, not understanding what she meant, when she heard the little princess of the Sunlit Court smile and continue speaking.

"She's both a mad dog and a princess; it's truly an eye-opener."

"What!?"

Mary got up angrily.

Chinara wouldn't give her a chance to talk back; speaking speed was key to the argument.

"Once a minor lord from a sub-plane whom I've never even heard of proclaims himself king, he can instantly create countless princesses born in brothels and stables. This is the most astonishing thing I've learned after reading the history of the Holy Alliance. In the elven kingdom of the immortal race, families without a thousand-year lineage don't even have the right to pay homage to the royal court. Only bloodline can prove everything."

Saint Lenza's students come from all over the world, and the Holy Alliance is composed of countless kingdoms, large and small, so princesses are not uncommon on campus.

However, very few can be called His Highness's chosen ones. Behind Zinora is the Sunlit Court of the High Elves, a pioneer in mastering elemental magic across all realms. In terms of martial prowess alone, they are on par with the Holy Alliance, not to mention their long history and profound heritage.

The shy smile on Zinora's pretty face seemed to say: You, do you even deserve to be called a princess?

"You...you..."

Mary pointed at Chinora, her face ashen, unable to speak for a long time.

There was no way around it; ordinary noble princesses simply couldn't hold their heads high in front of the future elven queen.

"What intrigues me most is that the princesses of the Holy Alliance seem to exist solely for breeding, mostly sold off to various noble families like sows. Does this mean that the royal family is the Holy Alliance's acknowledged pigsty?"

"Uh."

The saints were speechless; looking at the political marriages of the various royal families, it was truly a case of...

It's unclear when exactly, but princesses have become cheap currency, used to maintain fragile relationships of mutual benefit, with no real status whatsoever.

Chinara squinted, like a little devil, striking straight at Mary's heart.

"I would like to ask which family you have been betrothed to, how long you will remain a princess, or perhaps no one even wants this low-class and impolite sow?"

"shut up!"

Mary's face turned pale and then red, and she almost fell over while holding onto the chair.

"Oh dear, did I guess right?"

Chinara covered her mouth and giggled, her golden eyes sparkling.

She was different; she never had the trouble of being unable to control her own destiny.

Her Majesty the Queen would never condescend to marry herself to a lower being from another family. Historically, all elven princes have married into the royal court unconditionally.

Because Chinara itself... is the world's largest wealthy family!

wonderful!

Nolan made the voice of a beautiful girl god-king, and burst out laughing without any politeness.