Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

Skadi's petite body slammed hard against the bookshelf, then fell to the ground in a sorry state, buried by the scattered books.

"Can't you just honestly admit that he has ulterior motives?"

The little angel, with tears welling up in her eyes, covered her face and crawled out from the pile of books, saying aggrievedly, "Oh, oh, really, how come you have no sense of humor at all?"

"He is an apostle of chaos."

Janna emphasized it again, hinting at something.

"So what? Not every Chaos Apostle is ruthless, right? This is quite reasonable! Legend has it that the Eternal Time Dragon and the Chaos God King once fought side by side and had a very good relationship!"

Skuld scratched the back of his head, looking utterly bewildered.

The secretary-general rubbed her forehead, wondering why she had ended up with such a thing.

"No, I mean, there's a student this semester who happens to also have a Chaos belief."

The tone of the word "正巧" was emphasized.

Skoti shrugged, recalling a pitiful silver-haired girl.

"Yes, what a coincidence."

Janna was speechless and reiterated, "There's no such thing as a coincidence in this world."

You mean they know each other?

"I don't know, but there must be some connection. Nolan grew up in Iserland and shouldn't have been exposed to the power of nothingness. If it's because the Invincible Lord saw her potential and secretly taught her, then everything makes sense."

"what!"

Skuld clapped her hands, her eyes brightening slightly. "So that's how it is. No wonder he appeared here with Hilde. He showed up to protect the child."

“Very likely. Now that we’ve been exposed, it’s better to keep him at the academy and teach Nolan openly and honestly.”

Gana nodded; this was her deduction.

Otherwise, why would a saint remain in a secondary plane?

Nolan will be an invincible disciple; no one could have predicted that.

Skuld gazed at the planetarium on the dome, and for once, she thought about it seriously, and said in a low voice, "If that's the case, whatever they want to do, it's a good thing for us."

The Secretary-General nodded, unable to deny it.

What kind of conspiracy would a powerful being capable of destroying a sub-plane by himself have against the academy?

Obviously not, because there's no need for it; places ravaged by chaos will only return to nothingness.

As night fell, a silver figure glanced around the girls' dormitory by the lake and then stealthily slipped out of the woods.

Nolan, dressed in a light green dress, arrived in front of 516. Her unusually youthful and sweet attire attracted many men and women passing by.

That level twelve magical armor, which seemed incredibly rare to mortals, had balanced amplifications in all its attributes and would look perfectly normal on a saint, but it was actually the worst piece in the collection of the beautiful goddess-king.

The body was completely covered, which was quite convenient; no one would guess that inside was a slender girl who was less than half the size of her usual self.

It's just so boring!

Nolan let out a soft sigh, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead. Just as he was about to knock, the door opened.

Zinora, who had been waiting by the window, pouted, her pointed ears twitching nervously, and poked Nolan's cheek, complaining, "It's too late!"

Nolan paused, then looked past the sweet little elf dressed in casual clothes and saw three other enchanting young women.

Catherine and Messiah were also there, smiling at him.

The senior's smile was different from the afternoon; it was warm and adorable. The most striking feature was that she was wearing a maid outfit that was a little too small!

Damn it, she turned into her younger sister again in a short while?

It's quite rare to see four quirky roommates from dormitory 516 all gathered here.

In addition, there were two other guests at the table, Lockrean and his servant.

Upon her unexpected visit, Isabella was no longer wearing her armor; her well-fitting school uniform accentuated her shapely figure, making her look quite compatible with the gentle and handsome Holy Prince.

She nodded to Nolan, her attitude becoming much friendlier, which could be considered an acknowledgment of Joseph Joestar, but only in terms of strength; her careless attitude still needed to be taught.

Locke Ryan slowly rose and bowed politely, but his expression was somewhat awkward, after all, entering a lady's private area was not exactly gentlemanly behavior.

Unable to refuse Messiah's enthusiastic invitation, he was fortunate enough to become the first boy to enter the infamous 516.

The two seemed to have just arrived as well, having just come in.

Fortunately, instead of Catherine's monstrous dragon cuisine, there were some fragrant and delicious fried foods and skewers of grilled meat on the table.

The two silly girls seemed to have bought a lot of famous federal snacks and greasy treats, indulging themselves for once and ignoring their mother's and assistant's admonitions to stay away from junk food.

"Where did you run off to? Didn't you say you'd stay here and wait for us?!"

Messiah wiped his mouth, put down a demonic goat leg, and pulled Nolan down to sit with his greasy little hand. He smiled slightly when he noticed the familiar clothes Nolan was wearing.

Dinner was cold; it seemed they couldn't wait any longer and started eating first, given that they were being a bit spoiled.

Nolan frowned slightly as he looked at the greasy delicacies that could easily damage his image. His agent, Little Radar, was extremely dissatisfied and glared at the two of them.

Chinara stuck out her tongue and lowered her head guiltily, but the junk food was just too delicious!

Messiah nodded toward Lockrean and said with a wicked grin, "Here comes the person you're looking for. Speak your mind. It seems that the charm of the three of us combined is not as great as Nolan's."

From the moment Nolan entered, Lockrean's eyes never left her. Witnessing Joestar wearing a dress for the first time, looking graceful and stunningly beautiful, he showed a strange look in his eyes, but only admired her.

Locke Ryan couldn't help but smile wryly, "This is really impolite. I was asked to come and invite Miss Nolan. It would be my honor to have dinner with four beautiful ladies. Miss Messiah, you flatter me."

He said this, but he didn't actually reach for the food on the table; his upbringing from childhood seemed to have become a habit.

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Actually, many of the plot elements in this book are based on my earliest, failed book. It's just that the fantasy genre failed, so I started writing about school-based supernatural abilities. This book will develop these elements more comprehensively, provided it doesn't fail.

The setting might seem a little familiar, but the plot framework is definitely different, and the main stage isn't a school.

Of course, if you like the campus storyline, the length will be appropriately extended. If you have any suggestions, please leave a rational comment in the comment section, and we will reasonably adopt them.

60. The Big Three

Hearing Messiah's teasing, Bella's expression became rather unnatural.

She glanced at Nolan, who remained composed, then at His Highness the Holy Son, seemingly lost in thought and filled with melancholy.

Despite Lockrean and Messiah's earnest persuasion, Bella remained respectfully seated at the table, not overstepping her bounds by sitting at the same table as her master.

The maid, Ryu, stood to the side, wagging her large tail.

In Catherine's words, a maid's duty is to take care of her master!

But Catherine (Li) probably doesn't see it that way; serving a dragon is an honor for a lower race.

Nolan's attention was more focused on the dragon princess's large tail, his eyes following its swaying motion.

"What can I do for you?"

"It's nothing urgent, let's talk about it after you finish eating."

Despite his polite smile, Locke Ryan was somewhat embarrassed and tried his best to control his curiosity, refraining from glancing at the girl's personal belongings.

"You nobles have so many rules. This is the Free Federation, you can say whatever you want anywhere."

Messiah, with his bulging cheeks, took a bite of the skewer, frowned, seemingly dissatisfied with the taste of the seasoning, spat it out, and then stuffed it into Nolan's hand.

Nolan pursed his lips, glanced at her sideways, and continued to bite into the tooth marks, wolfing down his food.

The silver-haired girl's beautiful and charming appearance contrasts sharply with her crude and barbaric gluttony, and her unreserved and pretentious actions are visually striking.

Locke Ryan smiled and sighed silently, but Isabella couldn't bear to look at him.

This doesn't resemble a noblewoman from the Plantagenets who aspires to become a holy knight at all; she's just a wild girl!

In contrast, Zinora used a knife and fork to cut pieces of meat, putting them into her cherry-like mouth to tear and swallow them in small bites. She couldn't help but blush if she opened her mouth even slightly in front of strangers, like a shy little deer.

The maid, Long, would always carefully wipe the crumbs from Nolan's mouth and hand him a glass of orange juice when the time was right. It seemed that watching others eat was a very happy thing. I wonder how he managed to live alone in the dormitory before. He must have been very lonely.

Ekaterina wore a gentle smile, her cheeks flushed.

The dragon maid may not have figured out what that blood-related throbbing was all about, but the deep attachment brought by the oath's burn mark was so clear that her gaze could not leave the two Qiaos for a moment.

"Wife?"

Nolan's eyes darted around, and he leaned closer to tentatively speak in a low voice, making a chubby sound.

"Huh?"

Ekaterina's body trembled, her face filled with confusion, but little hearts bloomed in her eyes.

"It's alright now."

Nolan breathed a sigh of relief. It was indeed Little Leaf. How could that powerful and domineering mother dragon be so docile?

The magic crystal screen in the living room was playing news from various dimensions when a notification sounded for everyone, and an urgent school motto was suddenly interrupted.

"A top-tier instructor has accepted an S-rank expedition to Paradise Island. There are only three days left before the interdimensional passage closes; this is an opportunity not to be missed. The following three students are requested to prepare to depart immediately, setting off tomorrow morning!"

At the same time, Nolan felt a jolt in his buttocks and his face flushed red, as if the magic crystal terminal had sent an official notification.

To avoid missing anything, the small, delicate brick wasn't thrown into the void; instead, it was hidden in his underwear and brought back...

Ding!

Zinora's hand trembled, and her knife and fork fell onto the plate. She exclaimed, "Hey, that's not it!"

Even the lowest-level E-rank mission in the Otherworld Expedition requires at least a level 6 Soul Spirit to participate. The S-rank research project sounded astonishing and seemed completely irrelevant to the new students, so no one paid much attention to it.

The startled little sprite attracted the attention of Messiah and the others. Lockrean and Isabella were both surprised when they saw the notice that appeared on the projection.

The leader appearing in the lower right corner of the screen is a black knight fully concealed in magical armor; he is none other than the Dragon Lance Demon Knight from that day!

"He... really is Saint Lenza's mentor?"

Chinara and Messiah exchanged a glance, their beautiful faces revealing their shock, especially the Star Diva who had been rescued face to face.

"Top-tier mentor... invincible."

Lockrean muttered to himself, his expression as puzzled as the female warrior's.