Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

"Go to hell!"

The clingy little girl clung to Nolan, the two as intimate as ever, making passersby incredibly envious.

If you can't find a chance to get close to them while you're in school, how will you possibly get to meet such beautiful girls after you graduate?

In fact, the most aloof popular idol in 516 was not Catherine, but the princess who seemed gentle and polite but kept everyone at arm's length.

The Starry Night Diva is understandably friendly to her fans, but the aloof Witch Knight is the one who is most enthusiastic about flirting with them.

Whenever someone approaches, the aloof little witch stares at them menacingly, never interjecting with anything other than spreading her chaotic doctrines. Her crimson eyes, filled with a naked longing for Nai (Shinko), are enough to make even the most virile man wil.

As a result, the students at the end of the semester were somewhat puzzled. Why was one of the eye-catching school beauties who used to be inseparable from them missing?

But their doubts will soon turn into amazement...

As dusk fell and the stars began to shine, most of the trainees started packing their bags to go home.

The Golden Avenue is the fastest route to the Nebula Arena. Nolan carried the mischievous blue-haired girl toward the arena.

The school path in the commercial street was packed with people, most of whom were heading to the square to watch who would win the spots for the Thirty-Two Star Warriors.

This holiday is busy. Passionate young men are seeing the military recruitment notice and are choosing their favorite military units to join, preparing to make a name for themselves during the holiday.

The elite members of various club expedition teams have set a meeting point and time, intending to take on a highly challenging task.

Many young couples lingered on the street, reluctant to part, and promised to return to their hometowns to get married after the war was over.

The Star Alliance School is the last ivory tower untouched by the outside world's war, and most people still understand what they will face if they leave Saint Lenza.

Dimensional wars are ruthless meat grinders, cruelly crushing all living beings. On the battlefield, all are equal, as insignificant as weeds, at the mercy of the soul ferrymen who harvest all their memories.

"what?"

Suddenly, the program at the top of the Magic Crystal Tower was cut off, and the image on the big screen switched to a magnificent and resplendent palace, as if they had finally received a live spatial projection and were temporarily broadcasting it.

People on campus stopped to watch, including Nolan and Messiah.

The exquisite architecture is a masterpiece, and the magnificent furnishings are stunning. The residence of the high elves in the Sunlit Court is enough to make any dynasty pale in comparison. It is like a paradise on earth, inspiring longing and admiration.

A deep and solemn hum resounded from the Temple of the Light Elf King. The bells, silent for hundreds of years, rang out with a deep and solemn tone, only to be heard on the day of the Queen's coronation, echoing the magnificent ensemble of the musicians.

As the resounding cheers of the people from Evergreen Garden filled the sky, a magnificent sun rose, turning the night into day.

At this moment, a breathtakingly beautiful elven girl made a grand entrance from the top of the royal court. The golden-haired, golden-eyed sun elf had a calm demeanor and an imposing aura as she slowly descended the staircase of light to the palace.

"Your Majesty!"

The entire city's inhabitants and elven soldiers knelt in submission, paying their highest respects in a truly awe-inspiring display.

The young girl's pretty face showed no sign of tension, only an ever-growing royal aura; she was no longer the silly little girl who would scream at the sight of blood.

The ethereal aura behind her tainted the radiance of the sun until only a ring of fiery gold remained around its glorious edge, proclaiming that the new throne belonged to the Eclipse Queen.

The central avenue of St. Lenza was completely silent; the students stared in disbelief.

Not long ago, the girl in the picture had attended classes with them and eaten in the same cafeteria.

"That's... Princess Zinora?"

"Idiot, didn't you hear what they were shouting? She's the Empress now!"

"How could I possibly understand Elvish!"

Many students immediately realized what was happening, their eyes filled with fascination.

302. The silly beauty has grown up.

Chinara wore a fluid gown that shifted and changed, as if bathed in liquid sunlight. The golden, fiery dress perfectly accentuated her beautiful figure and was entirely woven from light elemental sprites.

They lingered around the girl, inseparable, as thin as gauze, drifting randomly in the air. Only those with the blood of the Sun King were qualified to wield this honor.

Wearing the imperial robes, Her Majesty the Empress exuded majesty and her revered beauty was so dazzling that it was hard to look directly at her, yet she constantly drew everyone's attention.

As Zinora stepped into the palace on the white bricks and red carpet, her figure was elegant and charming. Behind her were the loyal old general, the Earth Elf King Sandel, and the Water Elf King Alinda.

The newly appointed Flame Elf King and Wind Whisper Elf King followed closely behind, while the usually carefree Sky Rift Elf King, Saurfang, was unusually serious for once. The graceful and elegant Mistress of the Leaf, draped in a night silk dance dress and veiled, quietly entered last place.

The Elf Kings wore elemental crowns, and their robes and armor were made of pure elves, some heroic and others beautiful and charming.

This kind of racial talent and bloodline inheritance is something that others can only envy.

Meanwhile, Zinora's beautiful aunt, Leiri and Allen's cousin, has been promoted from the Great Priest of Light summoned back to the Holy Temple to the Light Elf Queen.

The Queen of Light, holding a sun-shaped crown, stood behind the throne, having waited for a long time. She murmured incantations, chanting an ancient hymn for Her Majesty the Queen.

Inside the palace, the seven Elf Kings served on either side, while the divine warriors guarding the surrounding area were fully armed, all of them saints from various royal courts who were loyal to the World Tree, their powerful strength seemingly a show of force.

The seven royal banners fluttering behind the throne symbolized the return of the Night Elves, surprising not only the many guests but also those around the world who witnessed this grand royal ceremony.

This is tantamount to defying the judgment of the Septian Church a thousand years ago...

To celebrate the new emperor's ascension to the throne, the Grand Masters of the Privy Council jointly created a magical fireworks display in the night sky.

The royal emblem, woven with seven colors, resonates with unique elements. The intertwined elemental wreaths symbolize an unwavering collaborative heritage, and this legendary grand ceremony, a once-in-a-century event, can be witnessed throughout the entire Void Continent.

Zinora raised her chin, accepting the adoring gazes of her vassals and high elves with composure. She responded to the distinguished guests' greetings with a smile, and walked step by step to the seat that had once belonged to her mother, turning around to sit down.

The sun-shaped crown, suspended in mid-air, landed on the head of the young and beautiful empress, radiating dazzling light.

The students on the Golden Avenue were speechless with shock, finding it hard to imagine what the scene must have been like. Some of the elf students, like their compatriots scattered across different planes, silently nodded and excitedly greeted the young Queen.

Elves are a race with a strong sense of ritual; their grandeur and profound heritage are simply unmatched by ordinary royal families that have existed for only a few hundred years.

Konghen once again made a high-profile announcement to everyone that the seven royal courts of the High Elves are still a powerful force that cannot be ignored in the world!

"Hey!"

Nolan rubbed his eyes, proudly puffed out his chest, and was unexpectedly moved by his own greatness.

Look, this is the disciple (wife) she raised with great care and love!

Messiah smiled too, and had to admit that today, Zenora was the better one. Even the bride at the wedding could never be more dazzling than her roommate at this moment.

After the coronation ceremony concluded, the envoys from the Order of Light faction, who had been invited to the grand event, offered their blessings and gifts, wishing for the enduring friendship between the two sides.

The countless important figures sparked a new round of heated discussions among the kids, as this was a rare opportunity to witness so many powerful individuals firsthand.

At this point, Nolan realized why Skadi wasn't at school anymore; they had just missed each other.

"Look! The chief apostle of the Temple of War, the Saint of the [Frenzy], the Cyclops Gruul!"

"Isn't that Mr. Xiao Sha, who was recently transferred back to serve as the Governor of the Galaxy?"

The leaders within the Lawful Order of Light received invitations and attended, none of them willing to antagonize the High Elves, arrogantly ignoring Han Lanzhi, who was being offered by the Seven Kingdoms.

Two of the four archangels from Skyfall Island arrived, and the giants of the Tower of Babel and the dwarves of the underground labyrinth also sent important envoys. Some elders from the weaker races came uninvited. As long as they were enemies of the demons, they were also warmly welcomed by the elves.

Even the Holy Alliance, which was preoccupied with its own problems, had three of the seven dukes present.

The young Blue Shield King was petite but had an extraordinary bearing, while the radiant Dalton came in place of his father, Azure King.

The last woman, dressed in vibrant red, must be the Red Lotus King, who has quite a "appetite".

The Pope seems to turn a blind eye to Princess Zinora's disregard for ancient precepts in pardoning the World Tree Night Elves, and even during the height of the war, he still dispatched Nagura, the strongest of the Twelve Holy War Maidens.

The saintess was generous and beautiful with long indigo hair. She was a sea creature with scales, and her status was high, second only to the seven elven kings. She was closest to Her Majesty the Queen, and her temperament and beauty were in no way inferior to the naturally beautiful elves.

Nolan's gaze wandered, and he couldn't help but glance at her a few more times.

The Free Federation is the most trusted ally of the seven royal courts, and several highly respected members of parliament are among its members, including Vivian, the Apostle of the Stars, and her five principals.

Representative Tass's face was rosy, like an old tree in bloom, making Messiah want to laugh and vomit at the same time.

"Pah! The old man is so eager at a time like this!"

The head of the Astral Consortium seems to have finally realized that Messiah's studies at St. Lenza weren't entirely without their benefits.

As Her Majesty the Queen's close friends, they rightfully enjoy the finest goods and beautiful prices exported by the seven royal courts.

After receiving Saintess Nagulan, Zinora skipped the complicated formalities and looked to the Federation Seasons on her left.

She was slightly taken aback when her gaze met that of a tall woman. A feeling of both strangeness and familiarity welled up in her heart. Then she realized something and smiled gently.

The languid winged creature possessed a charming and carefree face, a tall and voluptuous figure, and an inexplicable air of languor that was alluring and languid. She was a uniquely beautiful and eccentric woman.

"Shh!"

She waved lazily, held up a finger to her full red lips, and hid at the back of the crowd, holding a wine bottle, looking quite pleased with herself.

The white-haired winged girl, draped in a cloak, didn't attract much attention. Nolan searched for a long time but couldn't recognize the grown-up silly loli.

This is probably the highest-ranking alumnus in the history of Star Alliance School. No matter what Young Master, Nobleman, or Archangel, they cannot compare to the Sun King's bloodline that has been passed down for thousands of years.

Ever since Allen took Chinara away, Wings of Liberty had been vaguely aware of the seriousness of the situation, but it was inconvenient for them to interfere in other people's family affairs.

No one knows exactly what happened during the period when the Void was sealed, but now that the scepter and crown have been settled, Her Majesty the Empress, who shares the same lineage as the Star Alliance School, naturally attaches great importance to them.

302. Dedicated to my beloved

"Congratulations, Your Majesty."

The academy headmaster sighed slightly. Although he attended as an apostle of the stars, he was genuinely happy for the Night Elf people who had been exonerated.

The headmaster of Saint Vulture was an elderly archangel. At this moment, the white-bearded elder was somewhat annoyed. How could such a distinguished student have gone to a garbage dump like Saint Rensa!

There was no other way; in order to avoid being detected and tracked by Allen, the escaped Zenora crossed many planes and arrived at the nearest plane, Iselan.

It was there that Zenola met the girl who would change her life forever. Her bizarre confession, in which she claimed to be a god, remains vivid in her memory. She declared that she would possess her entirely.

Looking back now, it all seems like a dream, a mix of painful nightmares and sweet dreams.

After enduring countless hardships to escape the Void Continent, the little princess overcame numerous obstacles to return to her homeland and receive the crown. However, in just six months, everything had changed.

But Zinora did not regret it, even though so many people died for her; this was her most selfish and most genuine thought.

Zinora took a deep breath, raised her hand slightly, and the curtain of light behind the throne immediately opened, revealing the temple altar of the Chaotic Throne!

A void aura, entwined with black chains, occupied the core of the hall, symbolizing the primordial fire that has never been extinguished since ancient times.

"Well!"