Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

"Witch, are you not planning to cheat this time using evil chaotic power?"

Bard died at the freshman ball under the mark of chaos.

That kind of divine blessing should only be available to apostles, and to this day no one understands how Nolan managed to do it.

Are you worthy?

Nolan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his smile pale.

The crimson form granted this flesh and blood body a powerful blood spirit, but the consumption was also extremely large.

This time, Mary wasn't angry. Instead, she rebuked him with regret: "You clearly possess such strength and talent, yet you willingly degenerate and throw yourself into chaos. Why is that? You could have completely rejected all doubts and succeeded Roland as a Holy Knight!"

Nolan tore off a piece of charred school uniform from under his light helmet, revealing a section of smooth thigh, and said calmly, "I never fight for others."

"I understand. You are a complete mad scientist too. May your soul be redeemed by the goddess of the seven luminaries."

Mary prayed softly and kissed the seven-colored pendant on her chest. Intense flames gathered in the warhammer, burning fiercely and ready to be unleashed.

This was the final moment; she had staked her victory on that one last strike.

"No one can save me, and no one can bury me..."

Nolan gripped the black iron greatsword tightly in his right hand, leaned forward in a bow stance, and hoisted it onto his right shoulder, as if it were the starting position for some unknown martial art.

The image of a slender girl carrying an exaggeratedly heavy sword is so striking that it has left a deep impression on everyone.

"it's over!"

Mary let out a low growl, swung her warhammer, and leaped high into the air once more, the raging flames reaching their peak.

She poured all her soul into her final martial skill, and countless fiery petals scattered across the earth. No one could face the Mad Sparrow!

The next second, a burst of blood light shot into the sky from the center of the battlefield. Nolan's scarlet hair billowed and swayed in the bloody flames. Her delicate figure suddenly disappeared, turning into a sharp red line that tried to intercept the Fallen Flame before it exploded on the ground!

Noisy!

A sharp tearing sound rang out in the air, and blood-red and peak-level fire intertwined, creating a dazzling light that blinded people.

Thick smoke billowed and dust filled the air at the first training ground. Everyone craned their necks, but could only see the embers in the dust gradually dying out.

Two figures gradually became clearer in the dust; Nolan and Mary were still standing.

The two were pale and had no strength left.

Nolan's hands were empty; his greatsword had been smashed to the side, his bloodlust had been exhausted, and his alluring blood-red hair had regained its silver luster.

The members of the Glorious Saints were invigorated by this.

Locke Ryan noticed Mary's strange behavior. She squeezed her warhammer, looked at the deep wound on her shoulder from which blood was flowing, sighed deeply, and dejectedly lamented.

"I lost."

Mary's decisiveness.

The crimson line could actually have been drawn across the broom's neck...

"What! This...this...how could she admit defeat!?"

Ferrer roared angrily, "Mary missed such a great opportunity! Giving up the magic armor was the biggest mistake I ever made!"

"Fool!"

Dalton snorted and turned away, not wanting to waste any more time.

After a moment of silence, cheers erupted as everyone applauded the two.

There was no ridicule or doubt. Mary did indeed gain the upper hand at one point with her strength, but Nolan's special talent also gave him a chance to win. Overall, the little witch's combat skills were superior.

This was a truly spectacular duel, with both fighters displaying exceptional skill, a sight to behold, comparable to the preliminary rounds of the Starry Sky Martial Arts Tournament.

Mary gave Nolan a deep look, and despite her resentment and gritted teeth, she still showed him enough respect. "You are very strong. It's not shameful to lose to the Joestar family. Duke Roland was right about you. I will keep my word."

The arrogant attitude of the allied nobles was disgusting, but at least the descendants of the Plantagenets were not cowards who went back on their word.

"That's wonderful, Your Highness! I'm sure the benefits of the Chaotic Throne won't disappoint you!"

Nolan rubbed his arm, smiled wearily, and surprisingly did not make any sarcastic remarks. He picked up Bella's greatsword and dragged it with difficulty.

Mary was stunned for a moment. She had been mentally prepared to accept the humiliation of the loser, but now she looked at the silver-haired girl with a complicated expression.

Like all the students, Mary admired Alicia, and because of this, her initial sympathy for Joseph's plight turned into anger and contempt after Alicia betrayed the Septian elements.

Alicia was originally just a Wind Whisperer Warrior, but after awakening, she jumped to become a high-ranking warrior, a combat master specializing in martial arts, a Blood Warrior.

If one day she were to ascend to the Holy Land, Da Qiao would be appointed as a Blood God Warrior by the Pope, which was also Mary's dream.

Did Nolan's crimson form create the most unique blood knight in history?

Regardless, the girl was straying further and further down the path of chaos, veering away from the sacred path.

Edgar and Lockrean were also looking forward to it, as the surprise that Joestar would give them would be no less than that of Alicia.

A disheveled Nolan walked off the field and fell into Chinara's arms, enjoying the pure healing light that enveloped him.

The little witch's mysterious talent attracted even more curious attention.

Messiah blinked, pinched Nolan's little face and said fiercely, "Well, so you're also quite skilled in secret arts. How many more things are you hiding from us?"

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! You didn't even ask me!"

Nolan held onto Zinora tightly, refusing to let go, and didn't want to take another step.

158. Miracle Joestar

"Thank you for your hard work."

The little princess glanced at Mary haughtily, patted Nolan's head, and happily took the triumphant prince home to pamper him.

The three walked further and further away, completely ignoring the surrounding discussions and attention, leaving all the fervent gazes behind them.

"Now I'm asking you, is there anything you still can't do?"

I am all-powerful! For I am your God!

Nolan puffed out his chest confidently, as if those two heavy little hills still had room for improvement.

"You're talking dirty again."

Messiah squeezed between Zenora and Nolan and pinched her face.

"I'm serious!"

At this moment, the little witch of 516 has become the focus of the entire school, winning the praise and admiration of countless students.

At this moment, the halo above the silver-haired girl's head was even stronger than that of the Starry Night Diva and the Elf Princess, once again shocking Saint Rensa.

Could it be that the seemingly insignificant "second son" of the duke in this secondary plane is getting stronger every single second?

Lockray's expression was complicated. He wanted to step forward to offer his greetings and wish Nolan well in surviving the invasion of the Abyss, but ultimately he did not. His position was equally awkward.

If the accusations against the invincible teacher are true, then destroying the sacred site is an act of evil that he cannot tolerate.

His Highness's faith in the Elemental Goddess is more steadfast than anyone else's...

But the contradictions we face now are even more severe: the corrupt Holy Alliance is losing the hearts and minds of its people and the trust of all its allies.

As a member of the alliance and a holy son of the Septian Temple, Lockrean must protect the goddess's greatest stronghold of faith and cannot stand idly by while this mess is left unattended.

"Bella, do you remember why we chose Saint Lenza?"

Isabella withdrew her gaze from the black iron greatsword and said blankly, "Find an opportunity to rebuild the Holy Alliance."

Lensea is a free city within the Holy Alliance, a microcosm of all the conflicts between the Federation and the Alliance.

"That's right, now I've found it."

Locke Ryan stared intently at Nolan's tall, slender back.

"she?"

Bella frowned; even Alicia had never received such praise from His Highness.

"She possesses incredible power."

"I heard that Nolan was trapped in the dangerous outer city for a long time, and survived the siege of the city amidst the slaughter of thousands of low-level demons and the army of evil demons. She held on until reinforcements arrived and she was rescued by Teacher Lin. Now it seems that she has awakened a special talent, and miracles seem to be happening to her all the time..."

"What the alliance lacks now is a miracle. A lawless external chaos can shatter the dreams of the powerful and wealthy!"

Lockray's tone was resolute, his determination to eradicate the Alliance's deep-seated evils was unwavering.

That means making enemies of 80 percent of the nobles and holy knights at the Round Table, which would be a considerable challenge even with the support of the Pope of the Seven Stars.

Bella shook her head, looking slightly worried.

Even so, you shouldn't place your hopes on a... little girl.

“Fate has led us to meet here; it must be the will of the goddess.”

Lockrean closed his eyes and kissed the seven-colored pendant on his chest.

This was an era in which divine authority was supreme, but also an era in which the people lacked faith the most.

With a mere flick of their power, the gods can gently pluck the threads of fate, sparking endless imagination in mortals...

What do you want to do?

Bella looked surprised, but never questioned any of her master's decisions.

“The holy knights at the round table and their lords are in cahoots; there is not a single one I can trust. I must find my own allies.”

Locke Ryan stared at the sky, clenching his fists.

"In the name of the Seven Luminaries Goddess... I will launch a demon extermination campaign within the Star Alliance School!"

Bella's heart skipped a beat. Ignoring the round table's instructions and sounding the horn of counterattack among the students was bold and risky.

Rebuilding fragile alliances by starting with the younger generation in each faction is indeed the best way to eradicate the scourge of the old guard.

However, this would also cause them to lose the support of the nobility and most factions within the temple, and give them leverage against hidden enemies among the believers, such as close association with Chaos Apostles whose stance is unclear.

Even more serious cases could involve accusations of splitting the Papacy and losing the Son of God's transcendent status in the Temple and at the Round Table.

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