Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

The Holy Alliance is in a precarious situation on the battlefield of the Abyss Plane and has begun to consider retreating, no longer wanting to entangle themselves in the conflict.

But the demons had no intention of giving up. They pressed their battle lines firmly against the Holy Alliance's portal stronghold. If even one force dared to retreat through the portal, they would launch a full-scale attack and devour the lagging tail.

"That was horrific."

Zenora twisted her legs together, bit her fingers and muttered something under her breath. When she heard Messiah open the door, she rushed over immediately.

Nolan took off her apron and served the carefully prepared nutritious meal to the table, waiting for the two picky young ladies to change into their school uniforms.

As the leader of a chaotic and unscrupulous fan club, Er Qiao began to demand of herself the professional qualities of a manager. She had to personally handle everything concerning her two adorable followers, no matter how small!

While academic studies are important, health is also the foundation of everything.

Nolan wants to ensure that the two silly girls, who are still in their adolescence, fully absorb nutrients and grow up healthily, so that they can become peerless beauties who are no less than the Seven Star Saintess in terms of both figure and appearance!

But in the end, she was still a maid who washed underwear and scrubbed backs. The difference was that Nolan wasn't the one who took advantage of others, but the one who was taken advantage of. Every time she closed her eyes and dared not peek, she was still passively teased and touched.

In short, Joseph Joestar is more like a cute and handsome assistant knight!

"Vegetable juice?"

Chinara looked at Messiah's lemonade with a bitter face and disgust, but was extremely envious.

Nolan snorted and said, "You've gained three pounds since you came to school."

The little princess shrank back, clutching her soft belly, and cried out, "How...how did you know!"

Under Nolan's terrifying gaze, Zinora had no choice but to pinch her nose and force down that greenish liquid.

As the future Queen of the Elves, she would be furious if her figure were inferior to that of the sexy prince.

The Messiah on the other side was also in despair. It was supposed to be breakfast, so why were there two pieces of smoked meat and three blood sausages on the plate?

That's way too greasy!

"Too thin!"

Nolan's single sentence infuriated the Starry Night Diva.

Messiah's seemingly beautiful, bony figure is too slender and unhealthy; it hurts to hug her.

It feels terrible!

The last one is probably the most important...

On the table, there was a half-eaten, charred egg from some unknown creature.

It seems the lazy dragon senior got up, filled her stomach, and then slipped back into her lair. I wonder if she's just used to being nocturnal or something else.

The three only saw Ekaterina wearing her school uniform to class once in the afternoon. Then, that afternoon, a terrible earthquake lasting five seconds struck the entire campus. The cause was unknown, but it was known that a building was missing from the Silver Campus.

They vaguely suspected it was related to their dorm leader returning looking disheveled, but due to safety concerns in the small apartment, they didn't investigate further.

The new week of May 516th is still noisy and chaotic, and it's hard to tell who's in charge of disciplining whom.

The charming homeroom teacher's lessons were as absurd as ever, instructing the students to draw a strategic map of the abyss based on records kept in the library, pretending to be officers of the Holy Alliance.

As a result, Janna slumped onto her desk and never woke up again, probably because the principal had drained her dry (referring to work).

This wasn't the first time this had happened. The Secretary General could fall asleep almost anywhere, and often when you returned, the officer who gave the orders would be gone.

Whether she falls into a mud pit in the simulated battlefield while charging into battle, or falls into an enemy trap during a simulated retreat, she is the first creature Nolan knows who can fall asleep with her eyes open.

This also resulted in Huo Tengluo failing the military course on combat and forest patrols every time. A terrible student paired with a terrible instructor, it was just awful.

As class monitor, Nolan has the biggest headache, because he has to take care of one more person every class...

The other instructors are relatively normal, but they occasionally let their personal emotions get into the classroom, which is a real headache.

For example, the menopausal female teacher on the podium who was crying and sobbing at the beginning was discussing religious beliefs and culture, but somehow she veered into the differences in the views on love between men and women.

She angrily denounced all men as big pigs, and spent a long time berating her recently divorced husband, quoting classics and speaking eloquently, which broadened the horizons of the students in the audience.

While cursing, he suddenly burst into tears, leaving all the boys with a 5,000-word self-criticism as homework, saying that if he didn't finish it, he didn't need to come to the next class.

The beautiful goddess king breathed a sigh of relief at this.

But those boys who came specifically to take the same courses as the three popular freshmen were in trouble.

Humanities is Zinora's forte. The noble princess is very knowledgeable and is said to be proficient in the common languages ​​of more than ten planes as well as some obscure foreign languages.

In each class, Zinora would diligently take out her little notebook and write in her delicate elven handwriting, which was a pleasure to look at.

Freedom is a catalyst that allows a canary that has broken free of its cage to grow even more vibrant feathers.

In just these few days, Chinara has become much worse.

If a class became too boring, she would seize the opportunity to throw her pen on the ground and, while bending over, secretly grope Nolan's thigh, just like a beautiful young hooligan.

Messiah wasn't much better; she dared to take off her little leather shoes while in class, and her long legs, encased in black stockings, secretly slipped under Nolan's skirt to cause trouble.

Her pretty face, however, wore a different, radiant and dignified expression, and she even playfully scratched Nolan's palm with her fingernails.

The Starry Night Diva was unaware of the subtle changes in her own demeanor and was secretly heartbroken.

Feller may be a scoundrel, but he has a point. No matter how bright the stage lights are or how much attention he receives, he will eventually get married and pass on the Deep Blue Heart.

Perhaps before long, her uncle will find her an excellent husband, one she may not like. Will Nolan come to save her then?

Therefore, Messiah truly regrets that Duke Joestar failed to produce a second son who could legitimately marry into the Astral Consortium.

47. Silver Wing

Okay, let's revisit the guide to conquering the Goddess of Chaos.

With this, Hunlun Wangzuo has successfully acquired two outstanding artists.

One is a budding fairy princess with unlimited potential, and the other is a popular idol with rich experience and seniority.

The beautiful young goddess-king, who constantly restrains herself from enriching herself, is personally training her two capable lieutenants into war witches.

There is another fact that someone is unwilling to admit or see clearly: the silver-haired girl named Nolan Joestar is also extremely promising, and the name of the unconventional Chaos Witch has already spread among students in various campuses.

If even the Starry Night Diva and the Elf Princess can be captivated by her, one can only imagine how astonishingly talented she will become in the future.

What if one day a manager became more popular than the idols they managed?

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Ahem, there's some bad news right now: ever since the reserved young ladies joined the military department, they've become increasingly undisciplined and carefree, gradually revealing their true personalities after leaving the discipline and living independently.

This silly girl, who's going through puberty, is a little difficult to deal with.

The good news is...

Uh, sorry, no good news.

It's clear that the fact that three eccentric roommates are becoming increasingly dependent on you is not entirely accurate.

The three students at the same desk had serious expressions and seemed focused on the lesson, but their thoughts were quite different.

Guh-------

As soon as get out of class ended, Chinora's stomach started growling right on cue; no wonder she'd gained a little weight these past few days.

The princess blushed and raised the biggest problem that troubled them every day.

What should we eat today?

The three of them fell into deep thought at the same time, now pondering the same question.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in, and a person blew into the classroom—a person dressed as green as vegetable juice.

The person slid across the table, pushing aside a pile of textbooks, and stopped in front of the three people. His entrance was as peculiar as his attire.

"Yo! You three beauties, you haven't had lunch yet, have you? My treat!"

Thick reading glasses, a tall and thin frame, short dark green hair, and an oddly dressed suit.

Nolan and Zinora had met this person before.

"Student council president?"

The little elf picked up the notebook, unsure what this lunatic was up to.

"Don't be so formal, you can call me Edgar, beautiful lady."

The student council president's voice suddenly became affectionate, and he took Zinora's hand and kissed it, making her shudder with disgust.

Messiah and Nolan exchanged a glance, smiled knowingly, and looked forward to what would happen next.

This person was different from other flirts who exuded a strong sense of kindness; he wasn't genuinely there to invite the three of them to dinner.

Edgar's glasses were thick, wide, cloudy, and worn, making it difficult to see his eyes clearly. One could only tell from his gaze as he swept over the three men by feeling and the way his neck moved.

"Oh my, talent is talent. Last time I saw you, you were only a level four elemental apprentice. In just a few days, you have already developed level five soul spirit fluctuations."

"You flatter me; your abilities are truly unfathomable."

Zinora laboriously pulled her hand away from Edgar's palm, maintaining a polite distance in their conversation.

Edgar wasn't embarrassed and continued, "Lord Messiah is as terrifying as ever. Is he at the peak of level seven, or just entering level eight? I can no longer accurately judge your soul with my own abilities. You truly deserve to be called the legendary Prayer."

"Excuse me, have I seen you before?"

"We met once in a faraway city."

The distant city, a free city in another dimension.

"Yeah."

Messiah smiled slightly, without even pretending to reminisce, clearly not wanting to continue the conversation.

Born in the Sunlit Royal Court, Zinora had never needed to cultivate since childhood. However, her S-rank elemental affinity was undeniable, giving her an edge over most new students even without much meditation or cultivation.

Messiah is even more terrifying. At such a young age, her soul fluctuations have already reached level eight, and ordinary mentors in the secondary plane can't teach her anything at all.

She did not deliberately hide her pure soul. The power of the wishers has never been known for their personal abilities, but no one can ignore the power of the Starry Night Diva.

Nolan noticed that Edgar was wearing a white school uniform under his strange green coat, but he wasn't surprised at all.

Unsurprisingly, all the psychopaths at St. Lenza come from the Crystal Campus, and this neurotic student council president is actually a senior to all three of them.

"It seems everyone is quite hungry, so I'll get straight to the point."