Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

220. The exquisite birdcage in the Wind Nest

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.

"Pentos, you're in cahoots with Allen too!?"

The Wind Spirit King didn't mind at all and laughed heartily.

"Your Majesty, why do you say this? We have exposed Leiri's true colors. That woman has gone mad. We hope that you can put aside your own family for the greater good and lead us to reclaim our home from the evil Night Elves!"

Sacrificing family for the greater good?

Zinora laughed in anger, knowing that anything she said now would be pointless.

They can't escape...

"Guards, escort Her Highness the Princess and her close friend back to the Wind Whisper Royal Court. This place is very dangerous; it would be bad if the evil Queen of the Night Elves found out."

With a mysterious smile on his face, Pentos summoned a carriage and respectfully invited the three to return home.

Nolan shook his head, signaling the two silly girls not to resist, and to comfortably get into the carriage, which then headed in the opposite direction.

"That ungrateful bastard Meiss, I should have told her everything about how horribly Mach died! What do we do now?"

Messiah gazed at the ever-changing scenery of the plains outside the window, surrounded by elven soldiers who stood guard closely, constantly cursing and swearing.

The young female knight may have indeed been seriously ill, but was cured by the King of Light. This turn of events was indeed unexpected.

Why didn't we try to break through the lines just now?

Zinora clasped her small hands tightly, looking utterly puzzled, and stared intently at Nolan, seemingly giving a hint.

With the two witches' rage unleashed, their lightly armed and magnificent army is no match for Messiah and Zenora.

The only difficulty lies with the Wind Spirit King, but Nolan is also there, and Zinora wishes her divine lover would tear that hypocritical and stupid face to shreds on the spot!

The clever little princess knew better than anyone else what was going on, but she just hadn't said it aloud. The Chaos Knight was right there, never leaving their side.

"Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated."

Nolan crossed his legs and fiddled with a Holy Alliance gold coin on the back of his hand.

"Regardless of what your mother is thinking, you will rule this country in the future. Killing and anger alone will not suffice. A thorough understanding of each opponent will help us quell the internal strife at the lowest possible cost."

"and then?"

Chinara was both amused and exasperated, but gradually calmed down.

She needed to understand Allen and Pentos's demands. Since it wasn't about rebelling and becoming king, they must have other reasons for betraying their mother, and it couldn't be as simple as plotting against the World Tree.

"And then, establish a new kingdom of faith! I really love it here, I love this beautiful plane that nurtured you!"

Nolan leaned on Chinara's shoulder, nuzzled the little princess's head, and was overjoyed.

Now that she's an empress, she needs to learn how to think like a ruler and consider every piece.

There are no permanent enemies in this world, only permanent interests. If we can control the legion and the people's hearts and have our own confidence, then why not use Allen and Pentos' strength to persuade the already defeated Leiri to surrender?

Even if they wanted to avenge Her Majesty the Queen, there would be plenty of time in the future. A real fight would set back the Elven Kingdom by decades, which would be exactly what the enemy wanted.

Chinara took a deep breath, her brows increasingly displaying the decisive and majestic aura of the empress. She tightened her grip on Nolan's hand and said in a deep voice, "Indeed, I need to talk to Allen again."

"That's right..."

Killing them all would be easy, but Chinara can't just stand on countless corpses and become king.

Soon after, the three of them, along with Pentos's personal guards, returned to the main city of the Wind Whispering Court in the Western Continent, the Mighty Fortress.

The Wind Whisper Royal Court was built against the natural barrier of the sea cliffs, with emerald green flags fluttering throughout the fortress. As soon as the army entered the city, they were greeted by the enthusiastic calls of the Wind Whisper elves.

Clearly, Pentos wanted everyone to know that the princess had "chosen" this place and him as a reliable ally as soon as she returned to her hometown!

Today, the Xiong Guan Fortress not only houses nearly a million troops, but also shelters many citizens and soldiers of the Sun Court who have rebelled against the evil empress.

Unfortunately, Allen was not here, but in the Water Spirit Royal Court, plotting a plan with another allied Elf King.

The news that Zinora is still alive has likely reached the ears of the Light Elf King, which is better than falling into the hands of Leiri and the other side.

Now, the Wind Whisper Royal Court and the Water Spirit Royal Court are advancing and retreating together, including Elf King Allen of the Sunlit Royal Court and his legions, possessing the most formidable strength.

They supported the beloved Princess Zinora and vowed to overthrow the traitorous Queen Leiri and put the princess on the throne.

The other rebel forces are the Flame Court and the Sky-Splitting Court. The two Elf Kings have a very ambiguous attitude. They have neither openly rebelled against Leiriyi nor shown any intention of joining Allen. They seem to want to gain more from this situation.

At the very top of the fortress, Pentos prepared an extremely luxurious prison for his three distinguished guests.

From here, Chinora can see the Dream Forest and the Sunlit Strait in the night, with the Sunlit Royal Court's territory just across the strait.

The beautiful palace, constructed of emerald green glazed tiles, resembled a birdcage. Countless sealing barriers and weakening forces trapped the three of them here, turning them into carefully cared-for prisoners.

Messiah even had the leisure to change into the magnificent clothes of the elven court and comb her long, azure hair in front of the mirror.

As a new moon rose, the situation on the Void Continent changed once again, with the initiative now in the hands of Pantos.

In the distance, wisps of black smoke rose from the depths of the Dream Forest, but the three of them did not notice.

Someone knocked on the door and walked in without waiting for a response from inside the palace. The tall, burly man didn't take the little empress seriously at all.

Pentos had removed his armor and put on a gentleman's suit, with a bright green braid hanging over his shoulder. The Wind Elf King had strong and charming features, but this demeanor made Chinora nauseous.

The food on the table remained untouched. Pentos chuckled, "What, did Allen already treat you on the way? That was quite a performance. Luckily you're alright. I didn't expect Rei..."

Chinara interrupted coldly, "Enough with the nonsense, what exactly do you want?"

"What do I want? Is that even a question...?"

Pentos murmured to himself, his gaze glazed over, as he slowly approached the blonde, golden-eyed girl.

To the elves, the allure of the queen's bloodline, possessing the radiance of the sun, was irresistible.

"I want you to be my queen, and then I'll hold your hand..."

However, Pentos did not have such an opportunity, as Nolan's steel greatsword blocked the man's path.

The fact that the beautiful goddess-king didn't bring the Chaos Knight, which symbolizes the end, means she doesn't intend to take action. However, if someone is courting death, she wouldn't mind speeding up the game's progress.

"what!"

Pentos naturally didn't take the girl confined by the barrier seriously. Having taken control of Zenora before Allen, he was in a great mood and laughed heartily, "I like this girl! She's super fierce! Maybe I'll make her my concubine!"

221. A King Who Was Clear About Rewards and Punishments

"You think beautiful!"

Messiah glared at Pentos.

The Elf King shrugged and wisely stepped back.

"Alright, alright, I understand how you feel. No one would be happy to get blasted in the face by a magic crystal cannon."

At this critical juncture, no accidents are permissible. After overthrowing Reriel's rule, relations with the Free Federation and the Holy Alliance are also of great importance.

Behind Pentos, a ranger girl in rattan armor was also there, her face full of guilt.

Chinara glanced at the forest elf, sighed, and calmly asked, "Where is Allen?"

"he?"

Pentos poured himself a glass of green wine, a broad smile on his face. "No one is allowed to approach the fortress without my order."

Nolan sensed something and chuckled, "Aren't you allies?"

"Even allies need to keep a few secrets, right? I'm in charge here now, hahaha!"

Pentos' eyes gleamed with ecstasy, and he was itching to take control, as if he had everything under his command and couldn't wait to share his joy with everyone.

Even Eren can't take Zenora away!

Her Highness is the key to unlocking the Void Continent. When that happens, the world will respond to her every call, and all her vassals will submit to the Wind King!

"Your Majesty Leiri only has three days to consider, otherwise the three royal armies will be heading straight for Evergreen Garden, and the situation will not be good."

Chinara sneered, "Do you think I would cooperate with you to harm my own mother?"

"Your Highness, you don't actually think you have a choice, do you?"

Pentos glanced at Messiah and Nolan with interest, his expression full of threat, "I will do my utmost to protect the three beautiful ladies, but if you do not cooperate, while I will not harm my own queen, I cannot guarantee the safety of the other two guests."

Children are children; they'll submit obediently with a little manipulation. But if it were a ruthless empress who could even kill her own daughter, she wouldn't be so easy to deal with.

The Wind King was confident of victory and didn't care about anyone at the moment.

As long as we integrate the legions of the six royal courts and the Grand Priests of the Privy Council, what does it matter if we break ties with the Holy Alliance and the Free Federation?

Messiah smiled. So this is the legendary noble and proud elven royal family? How amusing.

"you!"

Anxiety flickered in Zinora's golden eyes, black flames spread, and then gradually dissipated.

Princess paced around the palace, her tone softening as she tentatively asked, "Pentos, your accusation that Mother colluded with the Night Elves is just a pretext. Even without this, you would have found another excuse to rebel, right? But I don't understand what your demands are. Has the Queen ever mistreated you? Aren't you now second only to the Queen?"

Pentos was quite straightforward, waving his hand dismissively and saying, "No, but I have another chance to go further, and this lovely little friend has personally delivered it to me, how could I miss it?"

"Besides, whether it's slander or not, you can see for yourself. Everything I've done has not violated the dignity of the high elves, unlike that madwoman who tried to overthrow the elven kingdom!"

The Wind King squinted, his words carrying a profound meaning.

Zinora's heart skipped a beat. Pentos had no reason to lie now; could it be that her mother really...?

"You want the crown too?"

"Of course not. I am different from Allen. Only the heir to the Sun King's bloodline can gain the recognition of the people. As for me, I can marry the future Empress and serve as the Regent Prince as the Wind Elf King. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Pentos shrugged; his idea was that simple.

In the position of Wind King, only the future Empress can attract them to change their attitude.

Zinora's gaze shifted as she tried to figure out how to persuade the Wind Elf King to break with Allen and return to the Queen's camp, but no matter what she did, she couldn't get past her own hurdle.

For Pentos to help Leiri, there is only a slight chance if she swears an oath to marry him.