Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

"Your Excellency Headmaster, may I ask... is the Knight also a mentor in Saint Lenza?"

A girl looked on with admiration and mustered up her courage to ask.

The nameless knight wielding the dragon spear and single-handedly confronting the World Serpent is absolutely awesome!

Skadi paused for a moment, then rolled her eyes, wiped her nose, put her hands on her hips, and blushed as she blurted out, "Of course! He's our secret weapon. He doesn't use his power easily, but when he does, it's earth-shattering. Even the [Devouring Heaven] Saint is no match for him!"

She had no idea who the Black Knight with the Demon Lance was. Not only did she not know, but the five learned guardians also did not know his name.

It is a very miraculous thing that no one has ever seen such a powerful apostle, nor has anyone ever heard his holy name.

"Really? Which department is Lord Black Knight an instructor in?"

"Uh, well... I already said it's a secret weapon, how can it just appear out of nowhere!"

A group of immature teenagers had a slightly different view of the Chaos Messenger described in textbooks; seeing it in person didn't seem so terrifying anymore.

As it turns out, the desire to emulate the strong is innate in every elemental apprentice.

As long as it's not so strong as to be frightening~

Hilde's antics left a deep impression on the students of Saint Lenza, and the power of the Chaos Apostle was etched into everyone's mind.

Having survived the ordeal, the three girls in dormitory 516 had different expressions. Ekaterina seemed lost in thought, Messiah was staring blankly with her head down, and only Zenora was looking around foolishly.

This was an outcome Nolan hadn't anticipated. She was crawling out from under the rubble of a row of seats, dusting herself off.

"what!"

The little elf's eyes reddened, and she threw herself into Nolan's arms, "Really, where did you run off to? I was so worried!"

"Emmmm.......I was so scared I peed my pants, I went to the bathroom."

Nolan touched his nose and calmly recited the order he had prepared in advance.

The strange thing about the beautiful girl god-king who rarely lies is that she is too well prepared, and doesn't seem to be scared out of her wits at all.

Zinora burst into laughter through her tears and rolled her eyes at someone.

Catherine and Messiah were amused by this absurd claim. Even the silly girl didn't believe it, so of course they didn't take it seriously either, but they didn't pay much attention to it at the moment.

"It's good that you're alright."

Messiah smiled slightly, looking somewhat absent-minded. She murmured to herself, "What an incredible battle. Hmm, I mean, I've seen many strong individuals, but none are as astonishing as those two. That sense of incongruity is like..."

"It distorts the natural laws we are familiar with?"

Ekaterina smiled, her expression mocking.

Messiah nodded, somewhat surprised by some subtle changes in the dormitory head.

"The battle above the sacred realm lies in the control of [reason], which is the power of law. To transcend the ordinary and enter sainthood, one must first decipher the myriad truths of this world and create one's own laws. This shows that those two people are already very close to godhood."

Where the black knight with his burning gaze disappeared, Ekaterina's face returned to the cold indifference she had shown at their first meeting, a stark contrast to her previous gentle and innocent demeanor.

After saying that, she turned and left, ignoring the three of them.

Chinara and Messiah didn't understand what their senior was saying at all; they were just surprised that the maid dragon had changed.

Under the guidance of their respective instructors, all students left the Nebula venue in an orderly manner. The opening ceremony could not continue, but the first day's program proceeded as scheduled.

In the late autumn hall of Baiyin District, Nolan and his two classmates, as freshmen, had already followed the flow of people to the Student Service Center to select courses.

Due to the rules of the student council's discipline department, many boys around did not dare to openly follow the three beautiful ladies, and could only secretly hide on the side and spy on something.

Their goal was clear: everyone wanted to be in the same class as the Starry Night Diva.

Unfortunately, Messiah spent a long time tapping on the screen of his sunglasses but didn't actually do anything, instead leaving the decision to Nolan.

Which subject are you planning to enroll in?

"Military Science".

Nolan's choice was obvious. Messiah squeezed through to take a look, pouted for a moment, and then smiled and said, "That's fine too. Learning something you're not good at is what counts as further education; otherwise, it's just a waste of time."

Chinara's eyes widened, and she looked Messiah up and down with a suspicious gaze, but she said defiantly, "Then...then I'll come too!"

The Military Science Department decides the major courses for the three freshmen, such as required courses like "The Laws of Command," "Dimensional Realms," and "The Pride of the Lord," while the remaining blank spaces on the timetable can be filled with elective courses.

The research directions of the Saint Lensa War Soul Academy are diverse, and the elective courses are also bizarre, including not only the most popular martial arts and secret techniques, but also astronomy, geography, history, mythology and so on.

Elective courses taught by some highly qualified professors are often extremely popular, and even if you register, you need to be randomly selected by the system.

Nolan, on the other hand, had absolutely no need for this, so he chose several courses that his two female companions found quite strange...

"Chaotic Order, Godless Mortals, Demonology: Equivalent Exchange... Pfft! What kind of nonsense is this? Do you want to become a nun?"

Nolan chooses courses that are either theological lectures or philosophical arguments, which are so obscure that very few people are willing to delve into them.

Messiah had assumed that this beautiful and handsome young woman would prefer swordsmanship!

Nolan snorted, ignoring him, and stubbornly pressed the lock button.

To capture mortals, one must learn to think like them, and Asteria was clearly a master at manipulating people's minds.

Messiah and Zenora exchanged a glance, smiled, and copied it exactly.

"Uh?"

“I have a feeling that something interesting always happens when I’m with you, and these courses are sure to be very interesting.”

"I'm not responsible if you fall asleep..."

"Then please carry me back to my dorm."

"Sounds pretty good?"

This at least guarantees that the three of them will be grouped together.

22. The Troubles of a Pretty Girl

In the afternoon, the entire campus seemed to still be immersed in the shock brought by the invasion of the World Serpent, and was unusually quiet.

Nolan lay on the living room sofa, watching the reports on the interdimensional battlefield on the magic crystal screen with boredom, when the Federation Channel interrupted with a major news report.

In the scene, a giant serpent violently smashed through the spatial barrier and invaded the sub-plane of Iselan. It was locked in a stalemate with the [Flare] Saint and the five guardians for a long time, but was unable to overcome the opponent's strength.

Finally, a Black Knight descended from the sky, wielding a dragon spear to defeat the giant serpent and successfully save all the students.

Razer's ferocious movements and Black Knight's powerful shot were both recorded by the projection technique. Fortunately, the person was wrapped up tightly and looked like a man.

The power and formidable nature of the Chaos Apostle Hilde are known throughout all the prime planes, but the identity of the Demon Lancer Knight remains a mystery.

Such a powerful figure would be honored as a distinguished guest in any empire of any major plane, and should have been renowned throughout the world and bestowed with a title.

The identity of the Black Knight quickly became a hot topic of discussion throughout the Free Federation.

"I'm not a savior!"

Nolan rolled his eyes and turned off the Magic Crystal TV.

She was too ashamed to face Hilde or any of the other apostles in her current state, all thanks to Asteria!

The course schedule has been finalized, and the three students' student IDs have been updated with a new piece of information: Crystal Campus, Military Science Department, Firevine Class.

Those usually unpopular courses were sold out because of Messiah's enrollment, and the students in the late autumn hall who were too slow to sign up were extremely distressed.

Boom boom boom!

Someone knocked on the door.

Nolan's lips twitched as he glanced at the mountain of paper scraps piled on the ground; he had lost count of how many times this had happened.

When they came back just now, a whole bunch of envelopes fell down from the doorway, which startled the three of them.

Upon closer inspection, it became clear that the colorful envelopes were love letters—countless love letters, and it was obvious who they were addressed to.

Messiah stuck out her tongue and looked pitifully at Nolan.

In the past, Messiah would have delegated this to his assistants to write a formulaic reply thanking them for their continued support. Now, though he feels he lacks the ability, he at least wants to open the letter and see their sincerity for himself.

Nolan originally intended to sweep them all away like trash, but now he has no choice but to collect them and put them into Messiah's room.

This naive idea lasted only an hour before Messiah's room was flooded with love letters, and his devastating decision was to burn them all down!

The mailbox was overflowing, the door was blocked, and then came the endless banging...

Every time I open the door, I see a new love letter lying on the carpet outside. There are always cowards who don't even dare to hand it to me.

As soon as the two girls came back, they locked themselves in their rooms, and no one knew what they were doing, leaving the mess to Er Qiao.

Nolan seemed to have underestimated the charm of the Star Diva. She suddenly missed that dragon's roar and wondered where Catherine had gone.

She initially intended to ignore it, but this time the knocking was unusually persistent.

So Nolan had no choice but to get up barefoot from the sofa, open the door, and glare angrily at the boy who was half a head shorter than him.

As dusk fell, the Magic Crystal Tower by the lake outside the gate was brightly lit and decorated, as if preparing for some grand ceremony.

The courageous young man, dressed in a suit and tie, awkwardly handed over yet another love letter.

"You can go now. I will hand it over to Messiah (the trash can)."

Nolan, her face stern, was about to close the door when the boy stammered, "N-no, you've misunderstood, Miss Nolan, it's...it's for you!"

The boy mustered his courage and said those words, but the silver-haired girl was stunned and instantly petrified.

"........"

"Also, I'd like to ask if you're free tonight."

"what?"

Nolan trembled all over, barely suppressing the urge to crush the ant.

Confessions between mortals are nothing more than euphemistic ways of seeking a mate or even further requesting to reproduce; they are extremely boring and roundabout!

This love letter was naturally seen as a provocation against the beautiful goddess-king; she was being chosen by a complete stranger as the ideal mother for their offspring—a bluish-green female beast, not a great warrior...

What, you little brat, you want to mate with this God-King until you get pregnant and have your cubs?!

The boy blushed and said shyly, "Well... um... do you have a dance partner?"

"Ugh... Get lost!"