Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

But that was something Zinora absolutely could not accept; the prince in her heart had already chosen only one person...

Nolan quipped, "That's a nice idea, but haven't you considered the possibility of a conflict between the Flame Royal Court and the Sky-Splitting Royal Court?"

Pentos scoffed, "I know better than anyone what those two opportunists are thinking. They're just trying to pick the winner and add to the glory, so they can gain more benefits. With Zinora in my hands, do they dare to openly defy the new Empress?"

Indeed, if Leiri could persuade the other two Elf Kings who remained inactive, she would have already led her troops to quell the rebellion.

"Oh no, there's a fire over there! It's the Dream Forest!"

Messiah suddenly cried out in alarm, pointing to the dark night sky outside the glass birdcage. A raging fire had broken out in the towering mountains they had come from, gradually spreading throughout the entire Dream Forest.

"what!"

Meiss, her face deathly pale, rushed to the window, pleading in utter terror, "Who did this! No, the village chief and the children are still inside! Lord Wind King, please...!"

Before she could finish speaking, the young swordswoman felt her hands and feet turn cold, for Pentos's hard face was filled with indifference and determination.

The Wind Spirit King seemed completely unsurprised by the calamity that had befallen his territory, continuing to drink and enjoy the easy future he had so effortlessly obtained.

No sooner had they left than the peaceful paradise of the forest spirits was destroyed.

There is only one possibility: Pentos ordered his army to destroy the place before he left.

"Lord Pentos... I don't understand, why!?"

Meis looked at the once revered and respected Wind King in despair, then collapsed to the ground, utterly distraught, unable to accept this reality.

A king should be a symbol of benevolence and justice, so why would he do such an outrageous thing!

"Traitors must pay the price, and dying in a sea of ​​fire is the best end for them."

Pentos smiled coldly, not forgiving the village chief's feigned deafness, and wiped out the entire tribe of weak and useless low-level forest elves.

"You monster! They are all innocent! How could you treat your own people like this!"

Meis leaned against the window, pounding weakly on the scale, letting out a heart-wrenching wail, tears streaming down her face.

That was her home, her and Mach's eternal home...

Even the betrayed Zenora and Messiah couldn't bear it. Recalling the adorable elf children and the kind village chief, their eyes were filled with hatred as they looked at Pentos.

"In these special times, everyone must understand that the king's majesty is inviolable. Besides, that forest is an eyesore anyway. That's just how I am—I'm fair and just in terms of rewards and punishments!"

Pentos's pleasant mood was ruined by the girl's wailing, and he waved his hand in annoyance.

"Why...why did this happen...Village Chief, everyone..."

The Wind King frowned, suppressing his disgust, and patted Meiss on the shoulder, saying, "Don't worry, I won't forget your great contributions. By the way, what was your name again? Never mind, it doesn't matter. From now on, you will be the chieftain of the Forest Elves and the commander of the Royal Wind Guard. I will build a palace for you in that land of ashes so that future generations will remember your glorious deeds."

222. The Queen's Pride

Clan chief?

Does she still have any members of her tribe?

You destroyed all the forest spirits!

Meis gripped the scimitar tightly, but suddenly found herself unable to muster any strength and collapsed to the ground.

"I didn't do this for you! It was for Lord Allen!"

"Whatever you like, I need to prepare to receive the envoys from all sides. I hope Her Majesty will be dressed beautifully and attend with me tomorrow morning. You should already know the price of disobeying me."

Pentos turned and left, and the guardian mage opened the binding barrier, then closed it again.

The glass palace was deathly silent; no one wanted to see this outcome.

The cause was simply a naive girl's wrong choice.

Messiah shrugged. "So when Allen came to the school to find you, he didn't have good intentions. The Queen is already besieged in the Sunlit Royal Court and has no time to take care of you. Those two are cut from the same cloth."

Meiss collapsed by the window, still muttering to herself, defending Allen.

"The King of Light is different. He is so kind and merciful. Lord Allen traveled the continent and saved countless children like me, guiding us toward the light. I think... he may not even remember that he once saved my life."

Chinara also had a complicated expression. In her memory, her uncle was a truly respectable king who taught the little princess about justice and fairness.

"If there is no light, there is no hope," said Alan.

Pentos may be a cruel king, but he doesn't seem like the kind of traitor who would betray the beliefs of the High Elves. He would never easily switch sides and join the Lord of Light without a solid reason.

Was the mother really wrong?

What are you thinking about right now?

Nolan whispered in Zinora's ear, helping the beautiful young queen in his own way.

"Kill Pentos!"

The little princess said fiercely, the old village chief's kindness burning her heart like the scorching sun.

Upon hearing that nightmarish name, Meiss's eyes flickered, her delicate body trembled, and a fierce glint flashed in her eyes.

She lost her brother, her village, all her friends and clansmen; her life held no meaning other than revenge.

Nolan smiled sweetly and cupped Chinara's delicate little face in his hands.

"No, you actually know what you should do, you just can't accept it. You can encourage Pentos to become your own force, unite the Fire King and the Sky King in the name of the Empress to join your camp, persuade Her Majesty the Empress to abdicate for the greater good, and at the same time regroup and eliminate Allen and other traitors who do not obey the Sunblood."

This is the fastest and simplest method. Elves have a stronger sense of identity with their bloodline than any other race and absolutely cannot tolerate rebellion without reason.

Pentos only dared to support Chinara to take power, indirectly achieving his own long-cherished wish.

What if that wish could be granted by the little princess and fulfilled ahead of time, without being forced?

The Wind King certainly had no reason to refuse!

After hearing this, Zinora pinched Nolan's cheek and said angrily, "Are you serious, huh? Is this what you wanted to say to me? How could I possibly marry someone like that! You know perfectly well that I only want to be with you... Humph!"

Her Majesty the Empress was furious at her beloved's wicked idea; she would never condone such a despicable act!

Nolan rubbed her flushed face and lay down on the bed.

"I never said you had to keep your promise. Once you're in a stable position, just secretly deal with him. That's what a true king is: hypocritical and selfish. To protect the bigger picture, he often has to sacrifice something important. That's the kind of monster you'll eventually become. Are you afraid?"

"No, that kind of king only disgusts me. I have my own decisions on how to uphold justice and fairness!"

Chinara clenched her small fists, and the eerie, chaotic mark on her chest became even clearer, etched into her soul.

Nolan smiled, his expression one of satisfaction.

"I'm really looking forward to it..."

Listening to the forest elf's soft sobs, Messiah scratched the back of his head, sighed, and didn't know how to comfort her.

At worst, Zinora was forced to marry someone she didn't love and become a puppet queen, but Mess, a nobody ruthlessly crushed by the war machine, lost everything.

If only I had known then what I know now.

“That’s right, it’s all my own fault. I’m sorry to Her Majesty the Queen, Lord Allen, the village chief and the rest of the clan.”

Meis smiled bitterly, slowly pulling out the ebony blade, intending to graze her neck and atone for the sins of the wronged souls who died in the depths of hell.

However, the girl trembled slightly and could no longer muster any strength.

“You can’t die. If you die, no one will remember those innocent souls, and Mach wouldn’t want to see that happen.”

Nolan stared at the black line moving across his palm, as if he had done something, yet also as if he had done nothing.

Gods do not rise above mortals because of their great power, but because they possess unparalleled rules and authority.

"Huh, the fire's gone out, I can't see anything anymore."

Messiah rubbed his eyes; the Dream Forest was now shrouded in a black mist.

Meis's eyes lit up again as she stared incredulously out the window at the raging fire that had suddenly vanished, leaving only embers.

How could it be possible in just a few seconds?

"What you need to do now is not to commit suicide, but to leave the palace, return to the Dream Forest, lead the remaining people of your tribe away from the Whispering Court, and find a new land to rebuild your home."

"Why?"

Meis dared not look into the silver-haired girl's deep red eyes; her pretty face was filled with self-reproach and shame, unable to understand what had happened.

“You betrayed me, but they didn’t. I love that forest, and I love innocent children like Mach. You are still alive because of your brother’s glory, so I’m giving you another chance to become one of my first believers on this land, together with the forest spirits.”

Nolan rolled over, clutching the little empress's soft thighs. Despite being trapped, he felt no tension and was already preparing to sleep.

What is this girl saying?

Meiss was somewhat puzzled, but dared not hesitate. She grabbed her longbow and rushed out of the room to save the surviving members of her tribe, saying "thank you" as she left.

"I will be back!"

Meiss said firmly.

The imprisoning mage was only responsible for guarding the three guests and did not stop the young female ranger.

That night felt exceptionally long.

Messiah and Zenora couldn't sleep, constantly gazing out the window at the palace, searching for a chance to escape.

Unfortunately, the fortress was filled with high-level elite soldiers, and powerful spirits were everywhere, making it impossible to escape silently.

The Wind Elf King has gone all in, gathering all his forces inside and outside the royal court. Even if Allen comes to demand his person, he will not give him the slightest face.

Whoever controls the future empress controls everything.

Zinora stroked Nolan's face, her beautiful features sometimes gentle and sometimes cold, slowly resembling her mother in the distant Sun Palace, the cruel and ruthless true empress.

She was pondering who had sent the assassins who had stormed into Iserland when she enrolled.

223. Night Dancer

Only two trusted archmages in charge of teleportation knew that Zinora and Barry had escaped from the Sunlit Royal Court, one of whom was also her royal tutor.

It is believed that the two have already been silenced.

But who were their spies planted by which royal family member beside Leiri during their lifetimes?