Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

After being rebuffed twice, Madam Miao felt embarrassed and somewhat troubled. After a while, she bit her lip and nodded, then nestled close to the young girl.

"Then I'll be rude."

Brington's eyes darted around, and he assumed that his son-in-law had a feud with Pompey. He immediately realized he had come to the wrong place and decided to play dead. He still needed Nolan to ease the tension between father and daughter.

The other lords had mixed feelings, whispering among themselves while instructing their subordinates to send messages, speculating about the Black Knight's motives for appearing. The most significant event in the wilderness recently was the battle for the Ark.

Could it be?

Since Invincible left Blackflame Fortress alive, he must be an honored guest of the Empire. His strength is beyond doubt, and his extraordinary status is unmatched by anyone except the Obsidian Emperor.

At least, it's not up to a small-time red-light district proprietress to resist.

Lady Miao cleared her throat, clearly flustered by her own cleverness. Feeling uneasy, she pretended to be calm and said, "I believe everyone has been waiting for a long time. Without further ado, as you all know the rules, what follows is the first gift that I have brought for you gentlemen."

The auction officially began, and everyone else put aside their thoughts and turned their attention back to Madam Miao.

Snapped!Snapped!

The catgirl clapped her hands, and a maid wearing a spirit cat mask walked in from outside the door, holding a black box in her hands.

The numerous barbarian lords who came to the Obsidian Empire at this time had a clear purpose: to participate in the auction of the Ark's spoils. New plane pioneers often reap the greatest rewards, especially one from a supreme plane.

Usually, the first item is an appetizer, which puts the customers off, leaving them to wait quietly for the proprietress to introduce the product.

The maid opened the black box, inside which was a gray oval with strange markings, shaped like a fruit pit or a pebble.

Since it was brought back from the Ark, it must have something special about it, and its value is difficult to assess.

"The Ark plane is full of vitality, creating an extremely stable and powerful ecosystem. Saint-level magical beasts can be seen everywhere, and even some plants have extremely high intelligence, becoming the biggest obstacle for the pioneers."

Lady Miao paused for a moment, then said, "This is the seed of a giant man-eating flower. As far as I know, it was brought back by a Molten Dragon Rider squad, at the cost of fifteen high-ranking dragon knights."

The gray seeds, bathed in the faint moonlight, wriggled slightly, displaying an extremely tenacious vitality. Upon seeing this, the maid's expression changed slightly, and she immediately closed the box.

The barbarian lord was slightly moved, his expression strange. The dragon knights firmly controlled the air, and the molten fire was the bane of vegetation, which showed how ferocious the man-eating flower was.

"Starting price: 100,000 gold knives."

As soon as Lady Miao finished speaking, someone raised their hand. It was a burly orc from the War Bear Clan.

"The War Bear Clan offered 100,000... Colonel Winchester offered 200,000... Baroness Perara offered 500,000."

Ultimately, the seed fell into the hands of a Sun Dancer who worshipped the Holy Mother of Light for 1.1 million. Lady Miao was radiant and soon received her second item.

Nolan blinked. It had only just begun and a million-dollar price had already been paid. It seemed that the barbarian lord was also very wealthy.

The Obsidian Empire's knife currency is worth more than that of the Federation. The highest denomination is the Obsidian Crystal Knife. It can be said that Harrison's throne is built on a gold mine, while the grumpy young boy beside him is the exchange rate guarantee.

The second item was a section of a mad bull's spine. The blood-stained bones of a Saint-level magical beast were incredibly hard. Lady Miao specially invited a Saint-level servant to wield a fifteenth-level magical greatsword and slashed it with great force, creating a howling wind.

clang!

The power of the Holy Domain failed to sever the sword; instead, the demonic greatsword cracked slightly, and the guests' eyes burned with fervor.

This is an excellent material for crafting Saint-level magical armor, which has attracted many powerful individuals to bid for it. It should be noted that the price of a finished Saint-level magical armor is extremely high, and it is very difficult to buy.

After a fierce bidding war, the spine was acquired by the War Bear Clan, one of the most powerful clans in the wilderness, for 5.28 million, leaving the other lords shaking their heads in regret.

Meanwhile, many people are curious about what valuable items will be featured next. A high start followed by a decline is not the style of Sakura Street. Lady Miao is best at creating a frenzied atmosphere.

"Please take a short break. The next item is very interesting, but unfortunately it is not a specialty of Ark. It is a pure treasure brought back from the West by the Ice Blade Dragon Riders."

Lady Miao smiled and glanced at the aloof girl, noticing that the item came from her hometown.

This statement dampened the enthusiasm of the crowd; the barbarian lords were most interested in the Ark treasure, and other things were hard to arouse their interest.

"roar------!"

A dragon's roar echoed in mid-air, and the temperature in the courtyard suddenly rose significantly. The guests' hearts tightened; another troublesome fellow had arrived.

The entire mansion suddenly trembled as a powerful dragon clad in full metal armor landed on the roof, abruptly interrupting the auction, yet no one dared to voice their dissatisfaction.

The accompanying Iron Dragon Riders also brought some exotic guests, including Lockrean and Curtis. The Crimson Lord also made a grand appearance, his cheongsam sexy and radiant.

Thanks to Julia's "help," it was no secret that the Allied forces had entered the country, and the Revolutionary Army had no choice but to openly join the Iron Dragon Knights camp. At this point, Yero and the others were probably still completely bewildered.

Lady Miao's eyes lit up, and she said with a charming smile, "Lord Caliban? You have quite the influence, this is his first time visiting our cat's den!"

Iron Dragon Riders disdain associating with Cataclysmic Dragon Riders, but today they made an exception, which shows they value someone highly. Upon hearing that Invincible had appeared, they rushed over immediately.

"He's not the only one."

Nolan met Heloise's worried gaze and reassured her. The commotion at Dragonslumber Volcano had Curtis and the others very nervous until they saw that Nolan was safe and sound.

Only the observant Prince frowned, noticing that Nolan had changed into a school uniform and that a small section of his bangs was missing.

Nothing really happened inside Blackflame Fortress, except that Emperor Obsidian died once...

The commander of the Iron Dragon Riders remained calm, not rushing down to greet them. His sharp eyes were fixed on the night sky, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Soon, the witch's words were proven true: a giant dragon spewed crimson flames, passed through the clouds, and landed opposite Caliban.

775. The Black Prince

On the dragon's back was a four-meter-tall red-haired female giant. She was strong and had short hair, a square face covered with freckles, and at first glance, she looked like a man.

"I thought you'd never dare step out of your iron hole again, Caliban!"

"Ingvar".

Caliban pursed his lips, not easily provoked.

The Molten Dragon Knight Commander burst into laughter, his powerful body covered in lifelike flame tattoos that echoed the strong spiritual energy fluctuations.

The two black dragons roared and threatened each other. The other guests were secretly surprised. The Obsidian Empire would not put up such a small scene for auction. Why would such a small scene attract the dragon rider commander?

There should only be one reason: what they care about is not the treasure, but the people.

The Obsidian Dragon King wasn't surprised at all. The place where the witch was located was the center of chaos, and anyone would be tempted to see her in person.

It's rare to see the Steel Dragon Knight Commander and the Molten Dragon Knight Commander appear together, so the Sakura Street will be bustling tonight, and a fierce battle is sure to break out.

"It's noisy."

Blington muttered something and slapped Madam Miao's bottom with his little hand, making the landlady blush, scream, and twitch her tail.

The two dragons instantly fell silent, lying quietly on the roof without making a sound. Caliban and Ingvar were stunned for a moment, but before they could think further, they took their seats with their companions, neither willing to be left behind.

The officers of the Obsidian Empire rose to their feet and saluted, forming two factions led by their respective commanders. The other guests stepped aside to watch the spectacle, while the two important figures' gazes were fixed on the silver-haired girl beside the proprietress.

"What are you all standing there for? Keep going!"

Ingvar slammed his fist on the table, his booming voice provoking the displeasure of many barbarian lords, though they dared not speak out.

"Ahem, the Black Prince's arrival is an honor for me. Let us... move on to the next item!"

Lady Miao glared at Brington with a look of embarrassment and anger before continuing, "Where were we? Oh, right, this item has quite a history; it's a trophy brought back from the Arctic Snowfield by the Ice Blade Dragon Riders."

Nolan looked surprised and immediately became interested; she hadn't expected there to be a Black Prince who was heading in the same direction as them.

The Iceblade Dragon Riders are actually colluding with the Snowfowl. What other secrets are Matilda and her Ice Goddess keeping from revealing? This battle for the throne is becoming increasingly complicated.

The catgirl chuckled, her gaze drifting to the Holy Prince behind Caliban. Lockrean and Heloise exchanged a frown, both having a bad feeling.

The revolutionary army had been away from the White Front for a long time and had not received any battle reports from the front for a long time, so they did not know the situation of the Holy Alliance.

Sure enough, Lady Myo's next words shocked everyone once again, including Caliban and Ingvar.

"She is the pure servant of the Seven Luminaries Goddess... a Holy War Maiden of the Holy See!"

Before anyone could even gasp, they saw a cyclops descend from the sky and crash to the ground, carrying a cage made of runic ice crystals on his back.

Inside the cage was a wounded winged angel, its six wings scarred and its limbs bound by chains. Its beautiful face was innocent and adorable as it looked around in terror.

"The seventh seat Saint War Maiden Victoria, according to the Trident Merchant Guild's past transaction records, has a starting price of 80 million!"

This price is very reasonable, after all, the reputation of the [Divine Valor] Saintess is higher than that of the [Azure Arrow] Saintess.

Nolan was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing. Luckily, Fenrir wasn't here.

Since this child has appeared here, it means that the Azure King is no match for the barbarians either. The situation in the Azure Province is predictable, and everything is just as Lockrean predicted.

One of the Seven Saintesses was auctioned off like livestock right in front of His Highness the Holy Son. Even Caliban was moved, but Lockrean remained expressionless and calm, almost inhuman.

"Victoria!"

Selene stood up in a rage, but fortunately Lockrean reacted faster and, together with Curtis, pulled back the Rainbow Archbishop.

Even though they belong to different factions, they are all attendants of the goddess. Are they just going to watch others trample on their faith and humiliate the elemental apostles?

This is not the first time. The tragedy of Fenrir is still fresh in our minds. Didn't they join the revolutionary army in order to break free from the control of the foolish nobles?

Selene's angry gaze condemned her companion, but Heloise and Lockrean both knew their abilities were limited and their positions awkward; any trouble they caused here could affect their alliance with the Iron Dragon Knights Commander.

Curtis opened his mouth, unable to bear to look, his feelings even more complicated.

Even though she knew that Victoria had betrayed the spy who caused the fall of Huangyan Province, Curtis kept the secret. She was a person who valued her reputation and struggled every day between faith and promise. If Victoria had died in battle, perhaps she would have felt much more at ease.

"Waaaaah... Waaaaah!"

The disheveled little angel spotted some familiar "guests" and excitedly leaned against the ice railing for help. Unfortunately, she was too weak to even make a sound, and tears streamed down her face.

Fortunately, bidding was slow at the scene, and few people cared about anything other than the Ark, especially since it was so expensive.

Barbarian lords are cruel by nature and have no strange hobbies, much less would they spend such a large sum of money to buy a plaything.

After all, Victoria wasn't exactly a strong slave. Wouldn't it be better to use that money to arm an army or recruit some powerful saints?

This was good news for the Revolutionary Army. Lockrean, under the watchful eye of Selene, hesitated for a moment before sighing helplessly and raising his hand to make a bid, having no choice but to buy Victoria through legitimate means.

A moment of silence fell over the crowd. Just as the deal was about to be finalized, Ingvar snorted and raised the price to ninety million.

The revolutionary group was furious. They knew that the Molten Dragon Knight Commander didn't care about Victoria at all and only wanted to dampen Caliban's spirit. However, at this critical moment, they didn't have any more money to waste, and the Crimson Lord was even less likely to save the Holy Maiden of the Azure Lord's faction.

This time, Caliban remained silent and watched coldly. His gaze shifted, as if he were recalculating the value of these allies. By associating with a defeated general, he had already fallen into a disadvantageous position before even gaining any fighting spirit.

This greatly displeased the proud commander of the Iron Dragon Riders!

The Holy Alliance is currently in disarray, with everyone vying for a piece of its spoils, and it could be divided up by the great powers of all realms at any time.

Selene clenched her fists. Unable to count on the poor man, she could only turn her pleading gaze to Nolan, revealing a rare display of vulnerability. Nolan was indeed a trustworthy partner, just as her sister had said.

Unfortunately, the witch shrugged, clearly not wanting to deal with this two-faced little bitch.