Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

The chestnut-haired youth reeked of alcohol as soon as he opened his mouth. The ball served mead from the valley, which was more like a beverage. Even if you drank until you vomited, you would only be slightly tipsy and definitely wouldn't get drunk.

It's obvious that those sleazy young men were partying at the ball again, having smuggled in some kind of special potion that would make people lose their minds.

Nolan had no idea how escalating the internal conflict in Bud's mind had become; she didn't even recognize the unfortunate soul who had taken a kick for her.

But sometimes hatred is just wishful thinking.

30. A fiercely protective husband

Bard rushed forward and grabbed Nolan by the collar, hissing and mocking, "Don't get too cocky. Do you really think you can inherit the mark of a Holy Knight and become the commander of the Glory Vanguard Legion?"

"Even if you try your best to hide it, you can't change the fact that you are the first mother. You were born to be pinned down by men and used as a tool for bearing children, to obey and be dominated!"

Although the cause and effect were unclear, most of the trainees looked disgusted. Such remarks would be considered a violation of the Wings of Freedom's laws in the Federation, and were full of malicious discrimination.

Locke Ryan's expression darkened, and he warned Bard against his excessive words, but the tearing in his vital organs and the psychological trauma had made Bard completely lose his mind and ignore everyone else.

Nolan himself seemed unconcerned, simply saying, "Sir, please let go."

"What? Isn't that right? Your mother, your sister, your younger sister, they're all the same. On the surface, they're noble and elegant ladies, but they put on airs and act pretentiously, all for the purpose of raising their own status."

Bard sneered and patted Nolan's fair face.

"But when their bellies are covered with someone else's insignia, their true colors are revealed: a female beast for men to vent their desires. That's you, understand?"

Bud was much older and taller, and with a little effort, he made Nolan's feet slightly lift off the ground.

Nolan was still puzzled; she clearly didn't quite understand the behavior of mortals.

He just suddenly appeared in front of me and started spewing filth...

Do you really want to die?

Do we...know each other?

This strange yet mundane question made Bud's hands stiffen slightly.

What's most infuriating is that Nolan looked completely bewildered, as if he really didn't recognize him.

The two Qiaos genuinely paid no attention to the rampant scandals surrounding King Anlu, and hadn't even seen their biological father for a very long time.

But this question mark thoroughly enraged Bard, who was talking to himself, and ignoring it was the greatest contempt.

How could she not remember herself!

How dare she!

"Since you like to put on airs, then I'll let everyone open their eyes and see the evidence!"

Bud grabbed Nolan's shirt roughly and ripped open the buttons of his tuxedo.

Peeking out from under the clothes were a pair of large, blush-inducing white breasts and a pristine white bra that could never belong to a man.

The increasingly outrageous farce elicited gasps of surprise, leaving even the belatedly aware bystanders stunned.

Is he... a girl?

More and more onlookers whispered among themselves and gradually recognized the silver-haired girl. Even if they didn't understand what had happened before, they could guess what it was now.

That handsome "young man" is Nolan Joestar, the third popular freshman in 516.

However, the students were more focused on her farcical tragedy and her insane, deranged father.

Joestar, the Duke of Destruction, who insisted on having a son despite having a daughter, is naturally very famous, and is known as the Holy Knight who is closest to the Saint.

As the saying goes, good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels fast. The bizarre and absurd experiences of the two Joshua had already spread throughout the Allied Kingdoms without her even knowing it. However, this was limited to the various United Kingdoms within the Holy Alliance and could not be compared to the little princess of the Sun Court and the Star Songstress.

It is only because they are both in 516 that they are relatively unknown compared to the fame of Zenora and Messiah.

The girls couldn't help but feel sympathy and pity for this, while the boys felt more regret and disappointment.

It's such a shame that such a beautiful and lovely girl has to be forced to swear an oath to become a supreme knight who will forever be loyal to the Holy Lord!

"Did you see that clearly? If you're still deceiving yourself, I don't mind giving you another sex education lesson to help you and your father face reality."

Bard's burning gaze gradually invaded downwards, hinting at a fundamental difference between men and women.

"I think you should remember who I am now, right?"

However, the stunning beauty that someone had imagined did not appear on Nolan's pretty face. Not only did she show no shame or indignation, she didn't even bother to cover her chest. Her calm and indifferent eyes made Bard even more irritated.

Nolan had no idea how famous she was within the Holy Alliance, nor did she care; she didn't care.

Just like the ant in front of you, confusion means you need to understand the reason.

The only reason he didn't die on the spot was because if he killed his classmate, the beautiful girl God Queen, he would have to drop out of school.

"enough!"

Lockrean interrupted Bard with a cold voice, a dazzling light rapidly condensing in his right hand serving as a final warning.

Bella also stepped forward, her wind elemental spirits forming an aura that enveloped her entire body. Her initial schadenfreude had been replaced by compassion; even Nolan, that little wildcat, shouldn't have to endure such humiliation.

But some people acted faster and beat them to it.

The princess's face was icy cold, and she was trembling with anger. She lifted her pale yellow skirt and slowly walked up to Bard.

Snapped!

Bard turned his head in surprise, and five small guide lines appeared on his face.

"This slap is on behalf of your mother. We thank that mother for being vented on by the people of your country before she gave birth to an ill-mannered baboon like you, which has opened our eyes!"

After saying that, Zinora raised her chin and clapped lightly to show her encouragement to the vulgar performance artist.

This scene surprised Nolan. The gentle and kind little princess suddenly transformed into a fiercely protective husband, her fluffy little face unexpectedly sweet.

Laughter erupted from the crowd, and the trainees looked at the crazed clown with disdain. Bard was sure to face a punishment.

"you!"

Bard's face flushed red, and he raised his hand and swung it out, clearly having lost his temper and daring to offend Chinara.

The slap missed its mark, and the silver-haired girl had already landed lightly on the other side. She flicked Chinara's nose and sighed softly.

"well........"

Well, since this baboon is so world-weary and has tried so hard to get my attention, I'll grant its wish.

The mindset of the beautiful goddess king has always been this simple.

Bard waved his arms in the air, his vision blurred, and he couldn't see anything clearly, thinking it was just his eyes playing tricks on him. He remained fearless in the face of countless indifferent gazes around him, and even threatened in a deep voice, "Little elf, have you forgotten where you are? The Sunlit Royal Court is very, very far away from Itheran. Are you sure you can still get home safely?"

Now that the pretense of civility has been broken, Bard is no longer afraid to be even more outrageous.

He wanted these two mothers to know that Iselan was a plane of the Holy Alliance! Saint Rensa was also the territory of the Glorious Saints!

"That's the question I should be asking you. I can declare war on the Holy Alliance on behalf of the Elven Court. And who are you? Is the Holy Alliance full of despicable baboons like you?!"

The fiercely protective woman proudly curled her little nose, exuding an astonishing aura and overwhelming majesty, already showing the makings of a future elven queen.

If her guardian knight were still alive, he would definitely teach this scoundrel a lesson. Daring to threaten the princess of the high elves is a capital offense.

Lockrean, from the allied camp, was so disgusted that he didn't want to speak and was ashamed to associate with them, but he didn't yet have the confidence to confront them.

That rotten round table was indeed completely decayed...

31. Who am I?

The atmosphere instantly became tense. At this moment, the student council discipline members wearing silver wing armbands finally arrived, looking at the two sides arguing with puzzlement.

When the student council members arrived, the president, dressed in bizarre clothes, finally breathed a sigh of relief and awkwardly jumped out from behind the crowd in his slippers.

"Ahem! Everyone, calm down. This is just a misunderstanding, right?"

"Misunderstand?"

Chinora's golden eyes shone brightly, and her words held no persuasive power against Joseph, whose clothes were torn and whose mother and sisters had been insulted.

The president pushed up his glasses, sweating profusely as he glanced at Nolan, hoping that someone with a sense of propriety would step back and back, because starting a war was no joke.

The princess remained unmoved, while the guild leader could only frantically give the brain-dead instigator meaningful glances.

He didn't want to take sides, but even when beating a dog, you have to consider its owner. For the student council, which is responsible for cleaning up messes, it would be a disaster if a freshman came and provoked the Glorious Saints Club.

Bard, who was intoxicated by the potion, was also awakened by Chinora's words. When the conflict escalated to the point of war with the Elven Royal Court, he panicked. This was a responsibility that even his father, the finance minister of the Golden Flower Duchy, could not bear.

He was merely a pawn in the Holy Glory, and would need the help of allies to squeeze into a corner of the Round Table in the future. How could he possibly represent the Holy Alliance in the war?

Bard gave a guilty "humph" and stopped pressing the issue, finally shutting his foul mouth.

Now that the humiliation of wishful thinking has been satisfied, the inexplicable question mark must also be answered.

Otherwise, what is the point of chaos?

From the moment Bard attacked Nolan's only precious follower in Itheran, this matter could never be resolved peacefully.

"Since you like to emphasize gender so much, then let's solve it the way men do."

The silver-haired girl said this.

When the emblem engraved with a golden griffin landed at Bard's feet, Lockrean paused for a moment, and then everyone understood what Nolan was doing.

“Choose a weapon. According to the ironclad rules of the Golden Flower, I challenge you to a duel in the name of Morning Star City, to the death.”

Nolan's voice was as calm as if he were raising his hand to answer a question in class.

A loud gasp erupted from the crowd. The silver-haired girl, who had been observing coldly, uttered a startling statement. However, it was clear to everyone that the young Qiao sisters' souls were weak, at most a level four Soul Warrior. A flurry of discussion ensued.

In contrast, Bard, who is in his early twenties, has been studying the Soul Martial Arts Department in Saint Lenza for five years. Although his talent is not great, he is still at the level of a sixth-level Soul Spirit.

From any perspective, this is an unfair and suicidal challenge!

Bard was clearly shocked as well. He chuckled, a strange smile appearing on his face. Without any gentlemanly manners, he decisively picked up the emblem and accepted the duel.

"Looks like you've gone mad just like your father. Who gave you the guts to challenge a level six Soul Warrior?"

The student council president clutched his head, groaning in pain. The duel was settled, meaning no one could interfere.

He thought Nolan's silence and lack of excuse for attacking was a smart move, but he never expected him to make such an unwise decision.