Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

What are you trying to say?

"The Holy Knights are the shield and spear of the Duke. You must not follow in the footsteps of the Crimson Lotus Duke. You must eventually choose a virtuous and capable wife who is of equal social standing to assist you."

They are shields and spears, but not bed partners. Maintaining distance is the key to staying clear-headed, just like the unbreakable relationship between Roland and the previous king.

"Um!?"

You Li's eyes were filled with panic and anger. How dare he compare himself to that crazy woman?

You're overthinking it.

"I hope so."

The transparent figure disappeared into the darkness.

The young prince's expression shifted between light and dark; for a king, emotions were merely an unnecessary burden that must be discarded.

.......

Nolan was indeed overthinking it. Women practicing chivalry would be criticized, but that wouldn't prevent the hereditary nobility, as long as they were powerful enough to quell all gossip.

The only woman among the seven dukes comes from the land of the Red Lotus of Karmic Fire. She is a "legendary" woman who eliminated all other heirs in order to inherit the throne.

However, even such a femme fatale could not escape the trap of emotion and fell in love with her loyal and brave holy knight.

After losing his guardian in an accident, the Crimson Lotus King lost his mind, his temperament changed drastically and he became unpredictable. He never sought a successor, and his bed partners changed constantly.

The infamous, lewd queen of Avalon is known to all; she has countless lovers and is no different from the notorious, womanizing King Azure.

If Nolan has any flaws, it's probably that he's too beautiful.

Such a woman will attract endless trouble.

The young duke turned a blind eye, and Nolan slipped out of the Blue Shield Palace without any hindrance.

The area surrounding the Seven Luminaries Temple is the core area of ​​the Lieyang Imperial Capital, frequented by high-ranking officials, nobles, and celebrities. Magnificent carriages frequently depart and return, and the patrolling guards are noticeably more elite.

Important figures are always accompanied by servants who attend to them. A handsome "young man" who appeared alone on King's Road late at night was naturally subjected to a thorough search by the guards.

With the insignia of the blue lilac, the soldiers gave it only a cursory glance before saluting and letting them pass.

The place Nolan wanted to go to was a forbidden zone for commoners and outsiders: the sanctuary of elemental worship within the inner court of the temple.

Alicia said that Joanna lived in the Windspeaker's Clock Tower, and she had visited her once but was only allowed to stay for a few minutes.

189. Mischievous Jojo

Is this jail time or further education?

Nolan looked up at the magnificent and imposing temple before him, bathed in moonlight, every brick and tile radiating a holy and inviolable brilliance.

This is the headquarters of the Avalon Church, heavily guarded and fortified. At a glance, one can sense that seven layers of sacred barriers cover every corner of the vast temple.

The Guardian Crusaders and the Knights of Arbitration guard the area 24 hours a day, not allowing any threat to disturb the goddess's blessed land; even getting a little too close will arouse suspicion.

There was nowhere to sneak in; the moment you climbed the wall, you would be detected by the barrier, and a hail of spears and arrows would rain down on you, along with a barrage of magic crystal cannon fire.

The beautiful goddess king was a little worried. It wouldn't be right for her to walk through the main gate in the middle of the night and say she was looking for someone, would it?

Suddenly, a faint light shone overhead, appearing out of thin air.

Nolan instinctively stepped back to dodge, but he couldn't escape the aura surrounding him; it felt like a light bulb was hitting him on the head.

"what?"

At the same time, light was drawing a circular magic circle under the silver-haired girl's feet, with seven elemental spirits each holding one corner.

"Don't be afraid, child."

The gentle voice echoed in my ears, and the sacred spirit contained within it could dispel all unease and doubt.

Nolan paused, looking towards the temple; some people already knew she was coming.

As the magic circle was about to take shape, strange spatial fluctuations enveloped her, merging her into the ball of light and disappearing into the alley.

The white light before his eyes gradually dissipated, and Nolan landed lightly. The surrounding scenery changed, and he was now in a quiet courtyard.

Moonflowers were planted in the courtyard, and specks of light swirled around, illuminating the dim environment.

There were no guards, no servants, and no one at all.

This place is simple and understated, far less luxurious and extravagant than the Blue Shield Palace.

Nolan could sense that the distance of the spatial jump was not far, and the teleportation array carried her through layers of guards and barriers directly to the inner sanctum.

The question is, who summoned her to the temple?

With a slight doubt in her heart, the girl walked straight into the courtyard, her intuition telling her to follow Guangchen.

Deep within the inner sanctum, a beautiful statue of a deity appeared before one's eyes. The white jade sculpture under the moonlight depicted a rare beauty, likely crafted by a skilled artisan based on the image of the seven luminaries goddess from the divine scriptures, filling it with all the beauty imaginable.

This made the beautiful goddess king extremely envious. If someone could preserve their appearance for people to worship day and night, they would be incredibly prestigious in the Supreme Divine Court!

"Hmph! What's with the attitude!"

Nolan pouted and secretly gave the goddess a rude middle finger.

The statue looked kind and holy, and it seemed very familiar, but it didn't resemble Asteria, that blonde, big-breasted bitch cow, at all!

Nolan couldn't immediately recall who she resembled.

Behind the statue is an altar, from which the dust and light emanate.

The materialized spirits frolicked joyfully in the well, their rainbow colors merging and intertwining, their rich and invigorating aura refreshing the soul.

"Elemental Well?"

This is a wonderful thing, a gift from the Seven Luminaries Goddess, and perhaps the most precious gift in the entire temple!

Nolan's eyes lit up slightly, and he immediately had a wicked idea, but he dismissed it when he remembered the powerful saints around him.

Staying around the elemental well, even if one does nothing all day but meditate and absorb elements, one's efficiency is ten times that of others. If these were dug up and given to those good-for-nothing silly witches, their strength would increase by leaps and bounds.

Reluctantly leaving the Elemental Well, Nolan followed the Light Dust forward and immediately spotted the southern tower deep within the inner sanctum.

The tower gleamed with a bluish-green luster, and the wind whispers and howled, emitting strong fluctuations.

According to the Seven Luminaries Divine Codex, the Elemental God King had twelve loyal servants who took turns serving the goddess at different times. Therefore, the Holy See listed the twelve apostles as Saint War Maidens, and only the purest and most powerful saintesses could have such an honor.

"That is the Elemental Clock Tower."

Nolan murmured to himself, noting that other clock towers also shone with different inscriptions in different locations.

I wonder if the other War Maidens are also here, and which guardian was Fenrir originally?

At this point, it's easy to guess who brought Nolan in.

The silver-haired girl strolled to the Wind Whisperer's clock tower, gently knocked on the oak door, but there was no response, and she could not sense anyone inside.

Nolan looked around. It was eerily quiet. Ordinary people couldn't possibly get in here, let alone ask questions.

So she grabbed the handle and pushed the door open. With a slight push, the door sprang open, and more than ten cold lights emerged from the darkness, approaching her head-on!

"hiss......"

Nolan sensed something was wrong as soon as he walked in, and hurriedly stepped aside, knocking over a table in the process.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

More than a dozen steel nails were stuck in the gate; if Nolan hadn't run away quickly, he would have been turned into a meat skewer!

The room was cleverly designed with traps, and there was no trace of any spirit, making it impossible to guard against.

With a clattering sound, the bolt behind the door fell off, activating the spring, and a wooden block was launched, knocking a bottle of green potion off the cabinet.

The glass bottle shattered next to Nolan, spilling a pool of potion solution, which he accidentally stepped on.

Based on our experience of growing up together, this is just the beginning...

Nolan squinted, searching for a safe spot in the room, feeling both annoyed and amused. Before he could make a move, the pair of expensive leather boots that the Blue Shield Duke had just given him were instantly melted, revealing smooth, white, tender feet.

The flux was still spreading, seemingly unable to harm flesh and blood, but specifically targeting wool and leather clothing. In the blink of an eye, most of Nolan's pants had melted.

"You brat!"

Nolan, his face flushed, tore his pants to stop the drug from spreading upwards, and barefoot, dodged and hid, fleeing upstairs.

Staying still would have been fine, but this movement triggered more traps, leading to a chain reaction. It turned out that the entire tower was designed as a rudimentary trap room.

Nolan could dodge the rusty nails on the ground and escape the mousetraps hidden in the handrails, but he couldn't prevent the plane crash.

A bowl of rotten eggs slid down from the roof beam and landed squarely on Nolan's head, right on his forehead.

Er Qiao felt dizzy and fell heavily to the ground, landing on the third-floor floor.

"Aha!"

In the darkness, someone trotted down the stairs, running down from the top of the clock tower.

It was a petite figure, about the same height as the young prince, who skillfully zigzagged around the traps, plopped down on Nolan's waist, and triumphantly declared victory.

"I finally caught you!"

The girl's voice was clear and pleasant; she was a young girl.

She was wearing a large horned helmet and a silk nightgown, and she swung her broom at Nolan's head.

The girl vented her anger by binding her hands with a string of barbed wire, stomping on Nolan's chest, and laughing loudly.

"You old hag! I told you not to let me out! I told you to feed me pig swill! I told you to keep chanting spells in my ear every day!"

The girl's delicate little feet were fair and smooth, her skin milky white like a newborn baby's. She kept rubbing against Er Qiao's "firm" chest muscles, but the more she stepped on them, the more she felt something was wrong.

190. Joanna, the goddess of cuteness, is a bug!

"Huh? The nun's breasts have shrunk! And the time you came is a bit off, it's not even morning yet!"

The little girl opened the window and let the moonlight into the clock tower, and then took a closer look.

The girl had soft, short, brown hair that reached her ears, delicate features, and a round face. She was as cute and charming as an angel; she was none other than Joanna, the third daughter of the Duke's family.