Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

The descent of chaos brought the most ancient order to the world, influencing the rotation of the wheel of fate.

A seemingly insignificant action can often influence a person's major decisions, whether driven by self-interest or belief. The reasons may be irrelevant, but the butterfly effect it creates has already steered the situation into turbulence.

When Nolan and Asteria's wager was made, no god could escape the power of the Chaos King and see the future from the void.

In the afternoon, the triumphant knights of the Military Science Firevine Class were not greeted with garlands and kisses.

The class monitor led the way in skipping class to fight, and all the mischievous kids ran out to watch. In addition, they had almost not made it back from skipping school before.

Nolan and his two companions were severely criticized by the succubus homeroom teacher for an entire class period. Her rosy lips uttered a string of foul language that could be clearly heard even by the students in the classrooms downstairs.

Finally, get out of class ended, and the three of them tried to slink out of the classroom, but Janna stopped them.

Where is that bastard?

The homeroom teacher took off her glasses, lowered her voice, and nervously tapped her high heels against her black-stockinged legs.

Nolan paused for a moment; it was looking for her, but it wasn't.

The silver-haired girl shook her head, indicating she didn't know. Janna clicked her tongue and complained while biting her finger, "Honestly, you've caused us so much trouble, and then you just pack up and run away!"

Zenora and Messiah suppressed their laughter and lowered their heads.

"Do you know how many letters of reprimand my office receives every day? Countless! The edicts from all planes and temples are practically overflowing my office!"

This succubus, who had completely turned against her own kind, seemed very agitated, like a resentful woman who had been seduced and then abandoned.

"What should we do then?"

Nolan shrugged innocently, wanting to laugh but not daring to.

"What else can we do? The principal and the dean of the college have suppressed everything!"

Janna imagined an invincible helmet, frantically slapping the class monitor's pretty face, on the verge of tears.

It was easy for Skoti and Vivi to pretend to be deaf and dumb; she was the one who wrote all the formulaic documents and replies!

The Seven Luminaries Temple, the Temple of Light, and the Sanctuary of the Stars—these three holy sites have followers all over the world, and followers of other gods are united in their hatred of this blasphemous act.

On the day of his coronation, he offended almost all the believers of the gods, and the Saint of the End was arguably the first person in the world to do so.

"The good news is that given the current relationship between the Holy Alliance and the Free Federation, the Freedom Wings Council will not assist the Holy See in its trials. The bad news is that once Invincible leaves the Federation, he will be hunted down by the Divine Warriors of the Septian Tribunal, and he will not be welcomed in other places of faith."

Regardless of the motives behind destroying the Holy Land, this blame can never be removed until the Abyss is destroyed.

159. All-round development in moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic and labor education

The sexy homeroom teacher of Firevine Class stood at the classroom door, glaring at the class monitor and cursing, looking extremely resentful.

Many students peeked out of classrooms, secretly laughing as they watched the little devil, who was currently in the spotlight, get scolded.

Janna, still not satisfied with blasting Invincible to the bone, gritted her teeth, seemingly venting her anger on no one in particular, perhaps in a fit of impotent rage against the politicians who shirked responsibility and the hypocritical fanatics.

Even Nolan himself couldn't help but laugh when he heard it; sometimes, the way ordinary people express concern is just so peculiar.

Finally, the traitor from the Abyss, who had been hiding his identity, still gave a reminder: "Tell him not to run around. Staying in Saint Lenza is the safest place right now. Don't tell me that no one can catch him single-handedly. This is for his own good, for your own good, and even more so for the school."

"Ok."

Nolan smiled broadly, after all, that person didn't exist at all.

They really picked a very capable secretary!

"teacher?"

Messiah suddenly spoke in a low voice.

The deputy commander of the evil army, whose real name was Garoona, frowned and turned around.

"Ok?"

The bewildered superstar asked a thought-provoking question: "Do you also think that Teacher Invincible did something wrong?"

Janna was silent for a moment, then sighed, “I, an atheist, am not qualified to make such a statement, but all the survivors of the galaxy, you, the principal, the other teachers, the deans, including those hypocrites who turned around and bit us, are still able to breathe because that man took all the blame and killed the fake Pei Lun.”

Messiah bit her lip, nodded emphatically, and her beautiful, star-studded eyes gradually hardened, as if she had figured something out.

"If there's anything wrong with him, it's probably that he was very foolish not to kill him to cover his tracks. If it were me, I definitely wouldn't have left any survivors!"

Janna gave a cold laugh, shook her head, and left.

The secretary-general's soliloquy was filled with resentment and helplessness, and he felt very sorry for someone.

"Huh?"

Chinara and Messiah stuck out their tongues. These two pampered young ladies had no concept of such cruelty in their minds, but it seemed to be the most reasonable choice.

Eliminating all threats at the root is not an evil logic that mentors should teach their students, but it is common sense for survival for all creatures of the abyss...

Summer evenings come earlier. After having filled their stomachs, the two women strolled in the flowing garden, while Nolan went alone to the nearby Bronze Theatre to relieve himself.

As Nolan approached the sink in the women's restroom, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, clutching his chest and breathing heavily for a while before recovering.

The girl clenched her fist, seemingly lost in thought.

The duel took a heavy toll on the girl, leaving her nearly exhausted several times during the battle, but she was replenished by Mary's injuries.

It was as if he had absorbed the soul of his opponent from the dissipated blood energy, and he became more and more courageous in battle.

"What kind of power is this...?"

In the High Court, the Lord of Chaos is far less learned than the Keeper of Time and the Runemaster, yet he has lived for countless years through the Void, and has never been heard of.

A branch of vampires from the Abyss Dark Demon Clan?

Obviously not...

Nolan had some guesses, but wasn't quite sure for the moment, so it could only be an even more ancient bloodline.

Next time they meet, Mrs. Tess should give her a reasonable explanation.

Having just washed her hands, the silver-haired girl walked out of the women's restroom only to bump into someone.

"Sorry... uh?"

Nolan was slightly taken aback; the person standing in front of him was not a girl.

The ordinary-looking boy stood at the entrance of the women's restroom, not moving for a long time, as if he was waiting for something.

Under normal circumstances, this behavior would be considered somewhat perverse, but Nolan frowned and asked uncertainly, "Mr. Butler?"

The beautiful goddess king was unaware of the lurking intruders around her. Constantly releasing the mark would increase the burden on her body, which meant that most of the time she was just an ordinary mortal.

The divine king's power only protects the vital parts of the body to the bare minimum, blocking the laws of life from binding the flesh and blood, just like when his heart was shattered during the last attack but he did not die.

The boy forced a smile and bowed respectfully, "Second Miss."

The old butler never shows up to interfere with the two Qiaos' campus life, so why is he here today?

Nolan noticed the boy's injured face and his extremely weak body, unable to straighten his back, and frowned as he spoke.

"This is?"

"unimportant."

The old butler breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your initial awakening was even more intense than the young lady's antics. My old bones almost fell apart, and I was only able to recover thanks to Miss Lin's help."

Nolan's heart skipped a beat at that look of satisfaction, and a not-so-pleasant feeling crept in.

Could it be that she injured him...?

"You haven't packed your bags, which means you don't intend to come with me to see the lady."

Nolan didn't speak, and the old butler nodded.

“I understand. I am not qualified to speak of the blood flowing in your veins, but at least someone needs to teach you how not to hurt yourself or those around you. Tonight, an owl will be waiting on the sea cliff.”

After saying that, the boy retreated into the shadows around the corner and disappeared.

Like a shadow, it never walks in broad daylight.

Nolan pursed his lips, lost in thought.

The Chaos Godhead nearly detached from this body, which was the main reason for the loss of consciousness, but something unknown seems to have happened during that time...

The abyss's audacious invasion roused countless people from their slumber; what was a disaster for some was an opportunity for others, causing a frenzy.

A dark storm is engulfing the entire world, and even the students of Star Alliance School are not immune to its impact.

Unknowingly, they were drawn into the chaos.

The daytime duel quieted the allied nobles for a while, but a chilling atmosphere still lingered in the peaceful campus.

This didn't stop Chinora from stretching her flexible limbs with some kind of fitness exercise while watching her favorite show, nor did it stop Messiah from enjoying a gentle massage from the maid dragon while wearing a face mask and maintaining her radiant skin.

Under the urging of their unscrupulous agent, the two young ladies spent about twice as much time on physical care as they did on meditation, and their schedules were supplemented with several useless courses, such as music and tea ceremony.

Her persistence made her two roommates quite embarrassed, as if she were raising her like a daughter, completely unaware of how sloppy and rough she actually was.

Of course, Chinara and Messiah also enjoyed Nolan's increasingly intense gaze, making extra efforts to keep the rogue knight's eyes glued to them, and making the other boys even more unable to look away.

However, the assistant misunderstood...

The beautiful goddess king trains the most popular courtesan solely to attract attention, and if necessary, she will even personally intervene. If she can't resist, she might even sneak a few bites herself, which is quite wicked.

Nolan learned this lesson from the goddess of sluts: wearing a school skirt and stockings doesn't make someone a beautiful girl.

Her witch must develop in all aspects: morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics, and labor!

Even so, the two silly girls' abilities still made amazing progress.

Chinara's solar energy fluctuations increased every day, putting some pressure on Messiah, who unusually began to actively cultivate water elemental energy, not wanting to lose to anyone.

160. Bloodthirsty Night Owl

Late at night, the girls' dormitory was completely silent, and the girls were already fast asleep.

Meanwhile, the boys' dormitory not far away was brightly lit, with people playing the secret betting games that were recently popular at Xingchen United School, or joking and bragging, arguing about which girl's measurements, and freely venting their pent-up energy.