Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

The three of them left the canopy and did not return to the village. Instead, they followed the wandering swordswoman, who used vines to navigate around the forest from the other side.

Messiah glanced at the languid Nolan, then at the unpredictable expression on Chinara's face, and looked somewhat troubled.

Are they now at odds with the entire continent?

Does this include Chinara's mother?

If you get caught, it's game over!

Nolan glanced at the sorrowful little princess and said meaningfully, "Chaos is everywhere."

"That's right, the ones who should be afraid are not us, but our enemies, because we live with chaos!"

Zinora smiled, took Nolan's hand and squeezed it, then gently kissed the girl's thin lips, dispelling the confusion and unease in her heart.

She's a witch, and she's an empress, it's no big deal!

Meis's feelings were equally complicated; she never imagined she would pick up an empress and bring her back to the village.

Now, they have to carry the Elf King's secret and help Princess Zinora escape the Dream Forest and return to the "heinous" Queen.

The peace and tranquility of the past have been completely disrupted.

The four walked through the woods, following the wandering swordswoman and avoiding both visible and hidden sentries.

"Oh, right."

"that."

Meis suddenly turned around and spoke at the same time as Nolan.

They both paused for a moment, then said in unison, "You go first."

The girls couldn't help but laugh, which eased the tense atmosphere.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony."

Nolan smiled and said, "Do all the forest spirits live in your home? I'm looking for someone."

Meis shook her head.

"There are seven or eight forest elf villages around the Dream Forest, all about the same size. Our clan is small and has never had much contact with the outside world. Do you know anyone here?"

Nolan nodded. Then the chances of Meis knowing Mach were slim, so they would have to come back another day to look for her.

"It's alright, what were you trying to ask just now?"

The elven girl with long, emerald-green hair blinked and smiled shyly. "Your Highness, didn't you return from the Free Federation? You must have heard of Star Alliance School. I've been trying to find out where someone is."

Messiah patted his chest proudly and said, "Easy! The Federation is my home, and we are the new monks of Saint Lensa Academy. Is the person you're asking about an elf? Which academy?"

"Yes!"

Meis gripped the longbow nervously and asked cautiously, "Well, it's a pity he's at Denton Academy, not St. Lenza. His name is Mach. Have you heard of him?"

The smiles on Zenora and Messiah's faces froze instantly. They looked at each other, then lowered their heads.

Every student at Star Alliance School has heard about the nightmare that happened on Paradise Island, and the name isn't just known to students at Denton Academy.

"That person...could it be your brother?"

Nolan sighed, a bad feeling creeping over him.

Meis excitedly hugged Nolan and said happily, "How did you know? You must know Mach, right? Has he mentioned me to you?"

219. When entrusted with a task, one should be loyal to it.

Mach has mentioned his sister, but he doesn't know her name.

And now, the girl appeared before Nolan, lively and excited, eager to see her brother.

"Where is he? When is he coming back to see me? I haven't received a letter from him in so long!"

Meis held Nolan's hand, her pretty face full of anticipation.

"He's not coming back."

Chinara spoke tactfully, her eyes apologetic, but Meis didn't understand the meaning behind her words and said regretfully, "Really? It must be very hard for you to study abroad alone. You don't need to work so hard. I'm already fine."

"It's not what you think..."

"Sigh, my studies are still the most important thing. I understand. I will wait for him to come back. Please pass on a message to him that I am cured and that he should not push himself too hard!"

"no need."

Nolan activated his spatial ring, took out another ring, placed it in Meis's palm, and said directly, "Mach is dead. This is his keepsake that he asked me to give to you."

"Huh?"

Meis was stunned.

Messiah covered her face and rolled her eyes, feeling a little sorry for her. "Can't you be a little gentler?"

"Are you... joking?"

"It's true. He sacrificed himself to protect his teammates during an expedition. He was a proud elf warrior."

Nolan's answer made Mess take two steps back, looking at Zenora and Messiah in disbelief, receiving the same answer from their faces.

"impossible!"

Meis screamed, drew her ebony blade, pressed it against the silver-haired girl's chest, and roared, "Why did you lie to me!"

Nolan sighed and recounted everything that Xiao Nuo had told him, including Mach's class number, his close friends and mentors, all of which matched exactly what Meis had received in the letter.

Mach's letter had not been sent back for a long time, and the merchant who returned from the Free Federation had never heard of that name.

At first, Meis thought her brother was just too busy...

Meiss held the ring, took out a personal amulet of Mach from it, her eyes trembled slightly, her weapon fell to the ground with a thud, and she knelt on the ground, burying her face in her hands and crying bitterly.

Nolan gazed at the sky above the Void Scar Continent; delivering news of someone's death was hardly a good thing...

The four paused for a moment to comfort the elf girl before continuing their journey.

Meis, however, was completely disoriented, like a walking corpse. When she did speak, it was only to guide the three of them and fulfill her duty.

Nolan was also puzzled; Meiss showed no signs of serious illness and possessed an unusually vibrant and strong vitality.

Mach's misfortune silenced the four people in the forest. They didn't know what disasters might happen on their journey, or who might accidentally kill an unknown person and ruthlessly destroy someone else's family.

Messiah sighed inwardly and hummed a beautiful song, breaking the heavy silence.

"The High Elves have seven royal families, so why are there only six kingdoms?"

Chinara glared at her. This world-destroying idol was clearly not paying attention in class and only knew how to flirt with her prince wife!

"Because the Night Elves defected to the enemy during the ancient war of the gods and were subsequently defeated, they were labeled as a fallen race by the Sun Elves and driven out of the Void Continent, causing the Night King Star to disappear. Now, most of the Night Elves have joined the World Tree, becoming witches and evil spirits who never see the light of day, abandoning the elements in favor of the Night Mother, and are said to have an ambiguous relationship with the Abyss Demons."

Nolan blinked, thinking of Vivian when he thought of the uniquely sexy dark-skinned elves, and wondered how the headmaster's injury was.

Messiah knew that the Night Elves had a bad reputation. Before Vivian Saint Magician became famous, she had been questioned and scorned by believers countless times. Fortunately, the Federation was still a place that respected the law.

"I see. So, Her Majesty Leiriyi is willing to conspire with the World Tree and risk losing the trust of her subjects?"

No one knows the truth, but the accusations made at the Privy Council are irrefutable. Every secret letter was written by Lei Ruiyi herself, and every spatial projection perfectly preserved the scene of the conspiracy.

It's like... evidence deliberately left behind by Lei Ruiyi herself, so that someone could defeat her in one fell swoop?

"impossible!"

In response, Zinora replied with only three words, blaming all her anger on Allen for betraying his mother.

If the King of Light hadn't betrayed Her Majesty the Queen first, how could we have fallen into such a stalemate?

Even the assassin who attempted to kill him upon enrollment might have been an Allen faction member!

Nolan didn't think so. Alan seemed to care a lot about Zinora, so much so that the affection in his eyes didn't seem like that of an uncle looking at his niece; it was as if it had crossed the line of kinship...

The conflicts among mortals all stem from the pursuit of power, and this is true even for noble beings like elves. If you peel back the layers, you will find that everything is a vicious cycle of self-destruction.

But the elves cannot be wiped out yet. At least we have to wait for the beautiful goddess king to raise pigs for a while and defeat that big bitch Asteria!

Unknowingly, they reached the edge of the Dream Forest. The scenery in the forest was the same everywhere, and they would not be able to get out if they were not familiar with the path.

"Thank you."

Zinora saw the light on the plain, but Kemeis had no intention of turning back. She forced a smile and said with a complicated expression, "Let me see you off one more time."

Nolan raised an eyebrow and did not refuse.

The heartbroken girl, having just lost her brother, was perhaps being overly devoted to her duty.

Soon, the three understood why, because waiting at the edge of the Dream Forest was an army of ten thousand men.

The turquoise Wind Spirit Armor, resembling crystal, adorned the entire army. Exquisite yet dangerous, it symbolized the sharp authority of the Wind Whisper Royal Court, with more than half of its members being high-level spirit warriors.

Clearly, someone had received the news long ago and was waiting here for Her Highness to walk right into their trap.

"you!"

Messiah and Zenora were stunned and furious; the forest spirits were not as reliable as the little princess had said.

Nolan chuckled, having expected this, and turned to give the wandering swordswoman a deep look.

"I'm sorry, Lord Allen cured my illness, I can't betray him."

Meiss lowered her head. The girl had left traces along the way for people to follow, and had even deliberately circled around a few times, as if afraid that the legion would not be able to find them.

"Giao!"

Accompanied by strange cries, a tall man glided down from the sky riding a giant, monstrous bird.

The strange bird had fierce and menacing feathers, wings like blades, and three heads, each radiating a different and powerful spiritual energy.

The powerful figure riding the sacred beast was naturally a fierce saint. The surging wind element stirred up a raging storm. Every Elf King was the strongest in the royal court, an elemental messenger born with the ability to command the elements.

"Welcome, Your Majesty the Empress!"

The Wind Spirit King, spear in hand, leaped down from the giant bird and knelt on one knee. The entire army followed suit, kneeling before the forest and shouting a deafeningly respectful cry.

"Welcome, Your Majesty the Empress!"

The man removed his helmet, revealing short, emerald-green hair. He was a strong, middle-aged elf. He smiled playfully, took Chinora's small hand, and tried to kiss her, but she flung it away.