Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

"I'll be waiting for you at the first training ground, witch!"

Mary snorted and walked out of the cafeteria.

Many students skipped the first class in the afternoon and went directly there, eagerly anticipating the internal strife within the Holy Alliance.

Locke Ryan and Bella walked over, pointed to Nolan's student council armband, and said with a wry smile, "We're supposed to be mediators, but the president will be driven crazy by you."

"If it wasn't her, it would have been someone else. They'll all lose their temper sooner or later. We might as well take this opportunity to shut everyone up."

Nolan picked up Zinora, kissed her, and stretched.

Messiah removed her hairpin and placed it in Nolan's palm. It was her defensive magic armor, capable of ignoring most high-level secret arts and martial skills, at least ensuring Nolan's invincibility.

"Are you sure?"

Would you believe me if I said I didn't?

The silver-haired girl unceremoniously put on the star hair clip, borrowed the heavy weapon from Isabella's hand, weighed it in her hand with satisfaction, and seemed to be preparing to get serious.

That's some real strength...

Lockrean raised an eyebrow. Before he could even sense Nolan releasing her spirit, he saw her wield the black steel greatsword.

Isabella was dumbfounded. This was a level-five magical weapon that she had spent a lot of money to create after losing to Parkinson's in the Polar Snowfield. It was absolutely impossible for the weapon to be broken again. Even with her strength, she couldn't lift it without using her soul spirit.

Has Nolan gotten stronger again?

How could that be? Her soul is clearly a jumbled mess!

When everyone arrived at the first training ground, they were immediately taken aback.

The surrounding green stands were packed with people, so crowded that it was impossible to squeeze in. Almost half of the school's students had come, and there were even quite a few professors watching the spectacle.

Almost the entire student council was mobilized to maintain order at the scene, but there was no legitimate reason to stop the legal duel between the nobles of the Holy Alliance.

The arrival of the silver-clad figure caused the students in the first training field to become even more excited. Complex gazes were drawn to the slender girl in light silver armor, some with disdain and others with anticipation.

"I didn't expect you to be so popular."

Chinara made a face and said to be careful, this was clearly her opponent!

Lockray watched Nolan slowly walk into the center of the battle and said meaningfully, "Regardless of the outcome, the infighting within the Plantagenets is going to be a laughing stock."

Mary was already standing in the center of the field. Although the eldest princess did not possess the wisdom of the Plantagenet King, she was quite adept at combat.

She wore heavy yellow armor, her face completely covered by a helmet. She was always on high alert, no matter who her opponent was, and never underestimated them.

“Because of Duke Roland’s loyalty to the Plantagenet, you will not die today,”

Mary raised her warhammer, glanced at Nolan's rudimentary training gear, then silently removed her helmet and armor and placed them aside, wearing only her school uniform, seemingly feeling that the victory was not honorable.

Nolan pursed his lips, and under Messiah's disapproving look, he removed the star hair clip. What followed was simply a contest of skill and strength.

"Because of the Golden Broom's trust in Morning Star City, you will not die today."

"Verbal sparring won't win you the battle. Don't get too cocky, freshman!"

With a low growl, Mary's spiked warhammer erupted with a strong red light, and a ninth-order blazing flame enveloped her, her soul color possessing at least an A-level elemental affinity.

“I’ll return those words to you verbatim.”

Nolan's eyes narrowed, and the moment his soul erupted, a torrent of blood surged around him like a tide, forming a scarlet, blood-red aura shield.

Compared to the silver demon under the moonlight when she first entered school, the little witch's aura has completely changed!

"This is... an eighth-level soul spirit!?"

Locke Ryan and the others were all stunned.

Such an improvement in just a few weeks is truly astonishing.

155. Blood Soul

"A level eight soul spirit!"

"Goddess above, am I seeing things?"

Are all the freshmen this year monsters!?

On the green grass of the first training field, a crowd gathered and discussed the matter animatedly.

A genuine level eight soul spirit manifested from the silver-haired girl, impressing all the instructors and students.

Such strength surpasses that of most officers in the Golden Flower Kingdom, but it is insignificant in the Holy Alliance and the Plane Battlefield, and even less so among the Star Alliance School, where geniuses abound.

What's remarkable is the age of the two Qiao sisters and their astonishing speed of advancement; she's only sixteen and has just passed her coming-of-age ceremony!

Many senior students witnessed Nolan's advancement from a low level of cultivation to this level, making it even more unbelievable to them.

"Mengmeng, am I seeing things? That's...?"

The Nightingale Minister's voice was strained; he was more concerned about Nolan's revealed special spirit than with admiration.

This special power is familiar to many senior students.

The war bear girl nodded, also surprised, "That's Alicia's blood form."

Ancient families in higher planes possess unique bloodlines, and whether they can awaken and utilize this talent depends on their individual aptitude.

Mengmeng awakened her beast blood berserk talent at the age of nineteen, making her a rare genius in the Beastman Empire.

Even Alicia only managed to activate her Blood Stance and reverse the situation by chance when she was facing a huge disadvantage in the Starry Sky Martial Arts Tournament just before graduation.

It seems Nolan, like Alicia, inherited some kind of amazing talent...

Duke Roland was just an ordinary human from humble beginnings, so from whom did his other half of his bloodline come?

Perhaps it was a bloodline mutation, but it became inevitable that both sisters possessed such amazing aptitudes. Many mentors were curious about the true identity of the Duke of Destruction's wife, Nolan and Alicia's low-key mother.

"This is the form of blood, an elemental spirit unlike any I've ever heard of!"

Locke Ryan and Isabella stared wide-eyed, once again astonished by Nolan; he hadn't misjudged him after all.

Chinara and Messiah exchanged a glance, equally surprised; they hadn't expected the nanny knight to be hiding such a secret.

Could it be because he narrowly escaped death during the invasion of the Abyss?

At this point, the outcome of this duel is no longer important. Alicia's achievements on the front lines are well-known, and her future accomplishments will be no less than those of Duke Roland.

So perhaps the Duke's "second young master," who awakened earlier than his sister, will indeed become the most powerful holy knight in the alliance, just as his mad father said.

At the edge of the arena, the Glorious Saints who had come to watch subconsciously shuddered, a sense of unease rising in their hearts.

The former president's parting threats still echoed in their ears, while the arrogant witch was gradually transforming into a second monster right under their noses.

Dalton crossed his arms, his eyes no longer showing disdain, but filled with deep apprehension.

The emergence of such a genius girl within the alliance should be good news, but if the second Alicia cannot be used by him, there will surely be endless troubles in the future!

Princess Mary was probably the most surprised, as she felt the pressure most acutely. The cold and beautiful girl opposite her had an aura that was completely unlike that of an ordinary level eight soul warrior.

"Not bad, you didn't disappoint Roland, but that's not enough to justify your arrogance."

"But you will definitely disappoint the goddess of the elements."

Nolan curled the corners of his mouth, opened and closed his right fist, feeling a surge of power different from the past.

The true soul essence after awakening makes every wisp of soul incredibly refined, with condensation efficiency and absorption speed far surpassing what it used to be.

She could feel the surging, pulsating blood in every vein beneath her skin...

boom!

The provocation from the newcomer made Mary snort coldly, and the spiked hammer smashed a deep pit in the soil, eager to try.

"The Alliance is immortal!"

Mary raised her warhammer and shouted, giving herself several tactical buffs. Bull's Fury and War Steps were her signature fire-based martial arts techniques.

Raging flames coiled around Mary's feet, scorching the dust and vegetable patch black, and charged straight toward Nolan!

"call......"

The silver-haired girl parted her red lips slightly, and with a deep, soulful breath, a faint smell of blood wafted over, adding a touch of murderous intent to this seemingly childish duel.

Nolan's crimson eyes flashed with a scarlet light, and his silver hair was instantly dyed crimson by the scarlet flames, his blood-red hair dancing wildly.

It's exactly the same!

Edgar smiled in the crowd, as if he could see the return of President Alicia, who once ruled Saint Lenza.

At the top of the Starry Obelisk, the irresponsible principal and secretary-general, both bruised and bandaged, watched the students' farce below.

"what?"

Skuld and Gana's eyes lit up as they thought of a certain woman.

This child mastered the knack so quickly, without any instruction.

The twenty-yard distance was covered in the blink of an eye by the Flame Soul Warrior's charge attack. Nolan neither dodged nor evaded, but instead dragged his black steel greatsword to meet the attack head-on.

There are no fancy martial arts techniques; it's all about fierce and direct confrontation from the start!

Clang!

The blood and flames clashed, creating a violent explosion.

Mary's enchanted warhammer was of high quality, and it made a buzzing sound when it collided with the black iron greatsword.

With just three steps back, Nolan intercepted Mary's unstoppable charge, his greatsword slashing horizontally to block the warhammer.

"What!?"

Mary raised an eyebrow and noticed an astonishing power emanating from Nolan's slender arms; she couldn't gain the upper hand with just her physical strength.

Janna couldn't help but praise, "The explosive power of the Blood Soul is still so terrifying. Only the lightning element can compare with it, but its resilience and agility are far behind."

Mary still held the initiative. After her initial shock, she parried the greatsword and leaped high into the air, her spirit coalescing into a warhammer that roared as it slammed into the ground.

"Mad Sparrow!"

Flames erupted and streaks of light scattered across the sky, resembling a peacock spreading its tail feathers, creating a magnificent spectacle.

This time, Nolan didn't try to withstand the attack head-on. Instead, she carried her greatsword and swooped down, using the force of the energy to create distance.