Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

This task is a bit challenging.

Nolan sighed, hoping that when Catherine woke up next time, she would encounter a maid instead of the queen.

Then, she glanced at the tightly closed bathroom door and gave a strange smile.

In the bathroom, a blond elf sat dejectedly on the toilet seat, too afraid to get out.

At this moment, Zinora felt regret, deep regret, wishing she could attend classes even on her days off to escape someone's clutches.

She had forgotten exactly when the nightmare started; at first, she thought it was a joke and even found it amusing, so she actively played along with Nolan's antics.

Even noble people like Zenora and Messiah must admit that being confessed to by a handsome and aloof female knight is a very exciting thing, especially for Nolan, who is even more straightforward than a boy. That makes their girlish hearts flutter far more than any nonsense about a prince charming.

Although the silver-haired beauty was holding someone else's love letter.

At first, the shyness and coquettishness were quite pleasant, but then things got worse and worse, deteriorating to the point of being out of control.

That usually gentle and aloof female knight suddenly became aroused and confessed her love to him!

Even the battle-hardened Messiah was terrified, let alone the innocent little princess Zenora.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, the locked door was pulled open, startling Zenora.

The repaired bathroom door, after being ravaged by the dragon, was once again torn apart by the violent roommate's chain.

"Alas!"

Before the elf princess could beg for mercy, Nolan shoved her back into the toilet, slammed one hand against the wall, and brought his pretty face right up to her eyes, blocking all escape routes with his body, leaving Chinora with nowhere to run.

Wall bang!

Despite the numerous egregious cases of persecution and confession that have occurred in the past few days, Her Highness's heart still couldn't help but pound wildly.

"Your Highness, I have fallen deeply in love with you from the very first time I saw you!"

Nolan stuck out his tongue, feeling a bit nauseous. He didn't know how many times he'd used this same excuse.

Fortunately, the Goddess of Chaos was so eager to win the bet that she could suppress any reluctance!

Chinara's eyes flickered, her fingers clenched tightly. Sensing Nolan's hot breath, she felt dizzy and lost her senses once more. She pouted, her voice trembling with grievance, and cried out, "You're bullying me! This is... this is too unfair!"

"It's okay, just bear with it and it will pass."

Nolan patted the little cutie on the shoulder and gave her a firm and encouraging look.

The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard!

The task was successfully completed, and the client indeed received an "I'm sorry" plus a "Go to hell"—he's no longer a good person.

With red eyes, Zenora ran upstairs to complain to another woman in similar distress, while the clever Messiah had already devised a plan to retaliate.

They will repay the perpetrators for everything they have done to them!

The next day, an astonishing number of confessions were received by the two silly girls. The bloodshed did nothing to diminish the popularity of the two girls; in fact, it boosted it. The silver devil under the moonlight also had many admirers.

This time, Messiah and Zenora clung to Nolan with mischievous grins, chattering away.

When those effusive compliments were showered upon her, leaving no part of her body untouched, the beautiful goddess-king felt her scalp tingle with unbearable shame.

Furthermore, the ones confessing their love are the Starry Night Songstress Messiah and Her Highness the Princess. When the two of them whisper sweet nothings into each other's ears, any man with a sound mind, or rather, any man in the past, would find it impossible to refuse.

Messiah's pranks were taken to a whole new level; a breath of hot air, a bite on the earlobe—every little gesture of hers made Nolan tremble and become furious.

The beautiful confession turned into endless torment, constantly teetering on the brink of defeat. The charlatan knight finally tasted the pain of the two silly girls.

Finally, before Messiah could launch an even more outrageous kissing campaign, Nolan was forced to surrender unconditionally, bringing an end to the three-day-long 516 confession battle.

That's something to look forward to, but someone will definitely fall for it first...

Perhaps Asteria's scheme was to make Nolan lose himself in this body; who knows?

44. Leader of the anti-fans

"I'm sorry..."

The Messiah in the living room had a smile in his eyes, sat elegantly with his legs crossed, and a mocking smile on his lips.

"Now you know you're sorry? Weren't you pretty arrogant yesterday when you were hugging me and chanting your grand confession spell? Honestly... you big liar!"

"Give me back my feelings, you bastard!"

Zinora gritted her teeth and bit Nolan's hand, furious at the future Prince of Highgarden.

It's utterly shameless to confess someone else's love to your own wife while enjoying the pleasure of NTR!

The defendant, Nolan, squatted in the corner with her head down, allowing two beautiful young women who looked down at her to hold a denunciation meeting and list her crimes.

"Considering that this is your first offense, your attitude was sincere and you repented promptly, and you always do our laundry and tell us stories, this court has decided to give you a lenient sentence and not let it happen again!"

Messiah snorted coldly, and Zenora also tapped her palm with her little fist, making the voice of the future empress.

"Agreed!"

Nolan blinked and cautiously raised his head. "So, do we make up?"

"dream!"

The two beautiful young judges said shyly in unison, "I think you owe me a formal confession!"

The two turned around in surprise, stared at each other, their gazes igniting a fierce spark, and then looked away guiltily. One covered his face and slipped into the kitchen, while the other ran back to the bedroom with his head in his hands.

So who exactly does it owe?

Nolan touched his nose, completely bewildered.

Her repeated, shameless confessions seemed to break down the two girls' defenses, leading them to set the fire in a frenzy.

The scoundrel service has officially come to an end, but it doesn't matter. We have the fan badges, we've received our apologies, and it doesn't matter whether we're good people or not. The three beautiful girls' lives as brainless fans are now complete without regrets.

With the source of faith initially established, all that remains is to spread chaos and make mortals truly confront the power of chaos!

Nolan's gaze turned cold; establishing authority could not be achieved without the conquest of blood and war.

"Fighting and killing? We're still a long way from the battlefield."

The next second, the silver-haired girl dejectedly went into the bathroom again. After a brief period of rebellion, she was brought back to her original form and resumed her life as a nanny knight, rubbing Messiah's expensive and sexy lace panties.

The first week of St. Lenza has quietly come to an end, and spring in Isherland is about to draw to a close, with summer just around the corner.

Coming to their senses, the three realized that the weekend was almost over and tomorrow would be a brand new week for the rookie recruits.

At night, the lazy freshmen who had stayed at home all day took off their school uniforms, changed into casual clothes, and slowly left the campus along the Garden Avenue, once again stepping onto the streets of Lense.

Last time, the three little beggars, each with their own ulterior motives, were busy enrolling in school and forgot to appreciate the most beautiful city of freedom in the Iserland plane.

The streets were bustling with people of all ethnicities, all strolling around on the holiday. It wasn't as lively as the back-to-school season, but it was by no means deserted.

Dwarves from beyond the lands have traveled a long way to sell their best weapons to humans, yet the merchants are still haggling over prices.

Adventurers who have traveled to various planes have stories written all over their faces, and they can sit in a bar all night with just a beer.

Several menacing bounty hunters stormed into the city, still covered in blood, and carried a gruesome severed head into the guild hall to collect their bounty.

All of this was novel to the elf princess, who was venturing out of her home to live independently for the first time.

When Zenora noticed that every household was hanging maple leaves, she couldn't help but ask what was going on. Messiah smiled and said that Carnival was just around the corner, a crazy day indeed.

The Free Federation is the country with the most festivals and celebrations, so their campus life is sure to be anything but lonely.

Born in the Federation, Messiah was naturally accustomed to the various aspects of life there, and her gaze never left the silver-haired girl beside her.

Nolan wore a black outfit, making no attempt to conceal the awkwardness of his chest and lower back, nor did he care about makeup or grooming. He was casual, free, and dashing, like a proud and untamed griffin.

"how?"

Nolan glanced sideways; he'd been robbed by this quirky superstar the last time he'd been to the city.

Messiah smiled mysteriously, quietly took Nolan's hand, and said leisurely, "It's nothing. I was just thinking about my boyfriend whom I only dated for one night. What a nasty guy! He actually made me experience the taste of heartbreak. Humph~"

Nolan laughed too. She could never tell which of the Star Maiden's words were true and which were just teasing her.

The two adorable roommates, also coaxed by the little witch, joined the Throne of Chaos and donned the black vortex emblem, which undoubtedly made the restless beasts even more devoted to them.

The 【Chaos Throne】 club has truly become a fan club for witches.

Messiah, holding the silver-haired girl's hand, walked with a smile through the streets and alleys.

She could sense a certain restless desire in Nolan, but she couldn't discern what it was—it wasn't ambition, greed, or a long-cherished wish.

Despite being just a minor, she seemed to have seen through everything in the world, remaining indifferent and calm. Her occasional frostiness would melt away because of something that seemed insignificant to most people.

Incredible, that's how Messiah described Nolan.

Messiah took the two to a pretty good branch of a restaurant for dinner, where they once again witnessed the bottomless pit hidden in Nolan's flat little body. Eating with her always made them very hungry.

Before we knew it, we were lingering in the night market. By the time we got back to the dorm, it was already late at night. The two silly girls were fed until they were so sleepy that they could barely keep their eyes open. Nolan practically had to carry them back.

I don't know where they get such a big heart, or if they just trust the straightforward girls around them so much.

The expansion of the beautiful girl god king's ideas is further upgraded while accompanying her in her daze.

First of all, bathwater cannot be sold; that's the bottom line!

Messiah is a petty and vengeful idol. If it's discovered that her panties will be the next thing people fight over, that would drive even the Goddess of Chaos crazy.

Therefore, as a compromise, Nolan, as the reliable club president and the official fan club leader of Star Songstress and Princess, decided to frequently update the club members with some harmless daily updates.

From the perspective of a "boyfriend," he posts unique little perks in the community every day, such as capturing rare moments with Magic Crystal Technology and saving them.

That alone should make other trainees who are desperate to get in so envious they'll be foaming at the mouth.

That's a great idea.

Nolan lay on the bed grinning foolishly; if the two people next door found out, he'd be in for another scolding.

squeak~

The door was opened, and someone "quietly" slipped in, their footsteps pattering as if afraid someone wouldn't notice.

Night raid?

The slender figure pounced on the bed, immediately pinning Nolan's hands down and pressing her down on top of her.