Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

In this way, no one will discover his evil intentions, and the high-ranking officials of the six royal courts will gradually fall into the hands of the Demon King under the gradual erosion of the flesh and blood secret technique. In the end, he, Sistamir, will ascend the throne, and the Flame Elf will become the master of the Void Mark.

That's right, the Flame Elf King is trying to take advantage of the situation, using the princess and the royal army to coerce the already precarious Queen into submission.

Nolan had wondered who Serantia would send to command this long-planned battlefield, and now the answer seemed quite clear. However, no one expected the master of the abyss to personally descend upon the battlefield…

After the Fire King left, a dark shadow emerged from the altar, seemingly an illusion.

“You seem to have struck gold. These three girls are all incredibly useful; they might just be the key to our defeat of the Holy Alliance and the Free Federation.”

The hoarse voice was hollow and eerie, striking straight to the soul.

Roseline crossed her legs and said jokingly, "You bet, but I always feel something's off. Everything's going too smoothly."

"So what do you plan to do with them?"

"Of course... I'd like to play wrestling with them. I love cute girls the most."

Roseline laughed heartily, seemingly looking forward to this wonderful time.

"What if we alert Invincible?"

The androgynous figure mentioned that name, and Roseline's gaze turned cold. She sneered, "Chaos actually rejected the Demon God's invitation. There's no need to show mercy anymore. I'm here to kill Hilder myself! Killing one more Black Knight is insignificant!"

Roseline paused, then asked, "How is Saya? Are you sure she escaped on her own?"

"It's impossible to say for sure, but she wasn't lying. She's just acting crazy, and her bloodlust and murderous tendencies have intensified. It seems like she's been subjected to a psychological attack."

"Very good, throw her into the blood pool too. I believe she will give Invincible a surprise next time we meet."

"Uh, I haven't tried throwing a saint into a demonic ritual yet. It would be fine if they died, but what if an uncontrollable monster was born..."

"Oh...you're teaching me how to do things?"

Roseline squinted, and the shadowy figure immediately lowered its head.

"Yes, Demon King."

......

No one knows how much the Fire King admires Her Majesty the Queen. Since his youth, a promising high-ranking fire elf has been proposing to the heir to the throne of the Sunlit Royal Court, but to no avail.

Leiri had many suitors throughout her life, all of whom were powerful figures from various races across different major planes, but the Flame Elf King was the most devoted of them all.

Until Her Majesty the Queen followed ancient traditions and, in order to ensure the purity of the Sun God's bloodline, married an unknown, ordinary Sun God elf, and gave birth to a little princess.

Sistarmir did not give up. His persistent romantic confessions were rejected time and time again, and he was ridiculed by other elven kings and noble officials.

When Zinora's father died of a serious illness, Sistarmir thought his chance had come, but was met with a cold rejection.

Even the fiery spirit, passionate as fire, could not withstand a century of merciless cold words that extinguished its flames. All that remained was obsession and resentment. Countless futile attempts finally led the lovestruck bachelor to give up and choose to fulfill his long-cherished wish in his own way.

And now, the young princess is looking more and more like Reiri, which seems to perfectly make up for the missing years in someone's obsession...

All Pentos wanted was the title of prince, to make the Wind Whisperers a member of the royal family. But the Flame Elf King, filled with love and resentment, was willing to overthrow the entire elven kingdom in order to embrace his beloved.

Sistamir could no longer tell whether the weight of unwavering love or the weight of revenge for a love that could not be reciprocated was greater.

Roselyn didn't care about any of that, and she had never truly believed in a useless person trapped in love. She only had three days to live.

The Flame Elf King is a miserable bachelor; his daughter, who doesn't exist, is not an elf and isn't named Roseline.

These three days are also something the mysterious woman is looking forward to, as she has been eagerly anticipating seeing the legendary Chaos Dragon Knight in person.

The imprisoned princess remained calm and absorbed ample solar elements, while Nolan stayed at home in the Hall of Kings in the West Court, reading books and living a rather leisurely life.

"Now that we're locked up inside as we wished, will Sistamir really be so obedient?"

Messiah found it somewhat amusing; had they forgotten why they came here?

"No need to rush. We won't be here long before the Elf King himself sends us back to the Sunlit Royal Court. We might even run into some old friends."

Nolan's prediction was remarkably accurate; a secret letter from the Royal Court of Flames, bearing the image of a firebird, had already been delivered to Her Majesty the Queen's desk.

242. The Helpless Queen

The once prosperous Sun Palace is now empty, and the streets are deserted.

The city-state is now only inhabited by the elderly, the infirm, the disabled, and the loyal city guards who did not have time to escape.

The Earth Elf King's Mountain Shield banner was stationed in the Evergreen Garden outside Highgarden, ready to receive any rebellious spirits. The elderly general Sandel was the only Elf King who ignored the irrefutable evidence and firmly believed in Leiri.

However, the queen, who was deserted by everyone on the throne, still had some things she couldn't say. She dared not tell the loyal king that the seventh court of the Night, which had been driven out of the void, was an indispensable force in order to resist the overwhelming invaders.

Compared to the previous two days, Lei Ruiyi looked even more haggard, staying close to her palace as if waiting for something.

The Black Vine Dancer, carrying a death warrant, disappeared without a trace, while Zenora vanished once again from the Whispering Court.

Now, the Siye Brotherhood and the Miaoye Mistress, who are hiding in the shadows, can no longer help; they have already lost a powerful member of the Holy Domain.

Even worse than these messages was a letter, a "love letter" from the Blazing Royal Court.

After reading the letter, the beautiful and alluring empress in her palace attire had a flash in her golden eyes, her spirits lifted, and she let out a long sigh of relief, as if a great weight had been lifted from her shoulders, and smiled.

"Lord Sistarmir has brought good news?"

The female warrior beside him couldn't help but speak up, fantasizing that His Majesty's loyal admirer might also change his mind and join forces to resist the rebellion of the three Western kings.

As the commander-in-chief of the Glorious Legion, Maria was a Templar of the Temple of Light. Most of her troops had followed the King of Light and betrayed the rebellious Queen, leaving her with only a group of confidants and less than 100,000 city defense troops, which made her extremely frustrated.

Unexpectedly, Leiri shook her head and sneered, "It's absolutely terrible news."

"Then why...?"

Maria has witnessed His Majesty's hardships and suffering these past few days, and while she feels sorry for him, she also senses that His Majesty's mental state is no longer quite normal.

Lei Ruiyi said in a deep voice, "Because they finally couldn't hold back anymore. Did they think I could endure this humiliation? It turns out, I've been waiting for Serantia to reveal her hand for a very, very long time!"

"they?"

Maria was completely bewildered. Some secrets were not to be shared even with her closest relatives, including King Sandel and Maria, the commander-in-chief of the Glorious Legion.

They were completely unaware of the unknown potential threats.

"So it was you, Sistamir."

Lei Ruiyi's eyes were filled with hatred, but her pretty face was pale, as if all the color had been drained from her. She was furious and also suffered a heavy blow.

Even if it's hard to believe, we have to accept it; the facts are right in front of us.

At this point, the cold-blooded and ruthless Empress finally deduced from the clues that the Fire King, who was moving around in the neutral zone, was the real traitor!

For Sistamir to make such a shameless demand at this awkward time, and to even attempt to seize control of the Sun Court.

Leiri knew there was a traitor among the six kings, but she couldn't pinpoint who it was. Even the blindly loyal Sandel had his suspicions, since she wasn't using any special abilities; under the Black Lich's flesh-and-blood magic, no one could be trusted.

Now that the mystery is solved, Lei Ruiyi and Miao Ye can continue their actions.

It wasn't her idiotic younger brother Allen, nor the brainless, big-breasted Arlinda, nor the silly Pentos, but rather Her Majesty the Queen's most trusted sycophant!

This saddened Lei Ruiyi, who gave a self-deprecating laugh.

It's impossible not to be moved by being pursued for a hundred years by such a charming and passionate king. However, she has already abandoned her emotional side as a woman, and now she doesn't even have the qualifications to be a competent mother.

Originally, after shedding this heavy responsibility, that man might have been a good match.

It now seems that Leiri has ultimately lost everything and has to bear it all alone.

"What did Sistamir say?"

Leiri weakly handed the letter to Maria.

"You can see for yourself."

Maria has brown hair and blue eyes, with lovely freckles on her face. She looks more like a beautiful older sister next door than a high-ranking army commander. She is of humble origin but is deeply trusted.

With just a quick glance, the Templar's face broke into a look of rage.

"Your Highness? Shameless! This is a threat! How...how could he!?"

Lei Ruiyi rubbed her temples; she already had her answer.

In his letter, Sistamir frankly expressed his request. This love letter was decisive and straightforward, without any flowery embellishments or excessive praise.

First, immediately announce that Princess Chinora will marry Sistarmir, and that the marriage will take place immediately upon her coming of age, with her being granted the title of Prince.

Second, Leiriyi confessed to all her crimes and begged for forgiveness, handed over all the Night Elf traitors, abdicated the throne as Queen, and handed over the Sun Court to her first in line to the throne, Zinora.

Thirdly, and this is what angered Maria the most, Leiriyi must serve the future prince together with Zenora.

High Elves value commitments above all else, and Sistarmir believed that as long as Leiriyi signed the covenant, she would not violate ancient traditions.

Since becoming a prince, he naturally possessed nearly a million elite troops from the Flame Royal Court. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that this was a timely help, at least giving him the resources to contend with Allen.

Otherwise, Sandel would not be able to defend against the three royal courts at the same time.

If they do not agree, the consequences will be that the Flame Royal Court will accept the covenant of the King of Light, the four legions will jointly oppress the Sun Royal Court, overthrow the sinners, and accept the rule of the new empress.

Leiri only had one day to consider, because Allen's patience had reached its limit, and the legions of the Water Spirit Court and the Wind Whisper Court were heading towards the last line of defense of the High Court, Evergreen Garden.

The letter seemed like a ploy to take advantage of someone's misfortune and negotiate terms, but Lei Rui sensed a hidden meaning behind it.

The Flame Legion is eager to be the first to enter the Sunlit Royal Court and seize control of the throne.

At times like these, only one person would want to come here to seize the symbol of the High Elves: the Demon King Serantia.

"He's gone mad!"

Maria was furious and wished she could rush into the Flame King's Court and stab that hypocritical face to pieces with her sword.

The Queen and the Princess, a mother and daughter of the Sun-dwelling High Elves, share a husband. How dare the Flame King so desecrate the will of the ancient elves!

"Zinora is in Sistamir's hands."

Leiri closed her eyes, which surprised Maria even more. She had only heard that the little princess had returned to the Void Continent and disappeared again after staying at the Wind Whisper Royal Court for a short time.

"how is this possible?"

“Otherwise, why would he make such a request? Bringing Chinara into Allen's camp would achieve the same goal: to manipulate the future empress at will. Besides, if I refuse, he would have a reason to abuse Chinara. It wouldn't be impossible for him to imprison her forever. Right now, no one should know that Chinara is in his hands.”

Leiri stroked her daughter's pendant, as Sistamir tried to push her into a corner, forcing her to choose a more acceptable outcome.

Should they watch Zinora become a puppet, or abandon their dignity to give the Fire King and the little princess a proper status, preserve the dignity of the Sun Royal Family, and prevent the throne from falling into Allen's hands?

"How could this happen..."