Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

879. Where did this socialite come from?

Madness doesn't disappear, it only spreads. Now, the Duchess, burdened with a mission, has also been infected with the gospel of destruction by the witch. Where will this path lead?

Perhaps before setting off, we could visit the poor goddess of fortune, who, as the most beloved woman of destiny in the world, is forced to stay in the Crystal House; such days must be very lonely.

Nolan has disappeared again, without even seeing Lin Dichen. What is certain is that only he can awaken the Qilin Fire Seed. All that is needed now is to wait quietly for the seed to take root, sprout, and bloom into a flower of destruction. The Chosen Ones will certainly not disappoint the beautiful goddess king.

The mess left for Serani was quite large. Under the pretense of trust from the headmaster, Nolan was accompanied only by Joanna and the plump and reliable servant Fenrir.

As for Saya, she's nothing more than Joanna's flesh and blood cradle. Forget about human rights, she doesn't even have the right to warm a bed for her. She should be grateful for the honor of kissing the witch's toes.

It is absolutely true that the great Lord of Chaos never mistreats his followers, but no one can enjoy that Lord's favor alone, not even the lovely goddess Joanna, because the idols of the Throne of Chaos are growing ever larger, and all the dust people attracted by Nolan have quietly become witches, without even realizing it themselves.

The scene shifts to a less conspicuous but geographically advantageous subplane to the west of the star map. Caravans travel back and forth across the valley, and the Free City atop the Lunsa Highlands is experiencing a trade boom.

The Holy Alliance, ravaged by war, gradually recovered and, under the administration of the Revolutionary Army, restored order and rebuilt its homeland, inevitably engaging in trade with the Free Federation and various trading planes.

However, the once most prestigious St. Lenza Academy is now deserted and empty. The campus is deserted, the doors of the teaching buildings and dormitories are closed, and even the cleaners have been dismissed. The magic crystal base has been without power for more than half a year because the school cannot afford the expensive fees.

After all, all activities of Star Alliance School were frozen by the Wings of Freedom Council, and the trouble caused by the Leo Star Envoy also affected other campuses. The plan to restart Star Alliance School was indefinitely postponed and seemed to be a long way off.

At least the Obelisk of Stars still floats above Saint Rensa, but its owner is currently huddled on his desk in his pajamas and wrapped in a blanket, looking weak, pitiful, and helpless.

Skuld didn't dare turn on the light, so she lit a match for illumination. In the darkness, her cute little face looked extremely aggrieved, and she was muttering some strange, incomprehensible words.

"I was so stupid, so stupid. I shouldn't have left Trap Island. If I hadn't left Trap Island, I wouldn't have joined the Unicorn Knights. If I hadn't joined the Unicorn Knights, I wouldn't have encountered the Obsidian Emperor. If I hadn't encountered the monster cub, I wouldn't be like this now. If I hadn't become like this, I wouldn't be a teacher. If I hadn't become a teacher..."

"Can you shut up? This is the five thousand eight hundred and third time. Complaining won't change anything!"

Fortunately, the dutiful secretary-general stayed by the silly principal's side and promptly complained about him. Janna, on the other hand, dutifully organized the student files in her room, carefully classifying and storing them, waiting for the day when the system would be restarted.

"But... I have nothing left! Even my beloved school is closed! Waaaaaah!"

The more Skadi thought about it, the more heartbroken she became. Her eyes reddened and she couldn't help but cry. She rolled around on the table. The once mighty commander-in-chief of the Unicorn Knights, who had conquered all realms, was now at the lowest point in his life. He was not only facing an unemployment crisis but also carrying a huge debt. Life without income was a complete mess!

The succubus instructor's impeccable figure was accentuated by her smart and well-fitting black uniform. She raised her index finger and said, "In that case, how about we earn some extra money? For example, the highest-level bounty from the Adventurers' Guild. Although it's a bit embarrassing for someone of your status, it'll be fine as long as we cover our faces."

Skadi got up. She wasn't good at managing money, but she was quite capable when it came to fighting. She bit her finger and asked expectantly, "Are there any commissions that can earn 254 star diamonds in one go?"

254.......Or is it a Star Diamond!?

It seems that's the total amount of debt the principal owes...

"you........"

Janna's lips twitched, and she almost couldn't resist rushing over to give this spendthrift little girl a good beating. She had no idea that Skadi owed so much money!

The answer is, of course, no. The Adventurers' Guild only serves bounty hunters and mercenary groups. They are small in scale and have extremely limited capabilities. A bounty of tens of millions is the highest they can offer. How could they possibly fill the huge hole that is Skuld?

Truly capable people, like Eva and Rodriguez, choose top-tier pioneering factions like the Star Wars, which can fight even wild beast hordes. Occupying unknown new territories is often the most lucrative strategy.

Star Diamonds are the highest unit of measurement in the Federation, usually only used to calculate the annual profits of major business guilds at the prime plane level. In the past, only top-level mentors could receive this unit of measurement per year, and even then, it was only a few stars. But now that tuition fees can't be collected, it's impossible to support so many mentors with extraordinary value.

Skadi never shortchanges herself, whether in the past or present. Although she is usually careless, she also has a refined side. The amount she spends on maintaining her body each month is astronomical, and the effect is indeed very good. The skin of the silly angel is so smooth that it doesn't look like that of a combatant, but the price behind it is also terrifying.

The Starry Sky School offers generous benefits, and the position of the branch campus principal is second only to Vivian Academy Principal. Even so, it still can't withstand Skadi's extravagant spending habits. The name of the Saint of [Flare] is on the overdue blacklist of major chambers of commerce, and every credit card registered under her name is overdrawn, with the exorbitant interest alone amounting to millions every month.

"Where did all this money go? Did you secretly raise an army of Seraphim?"

Janna grabbed the sand sculpture angel by the neck and shook it in a daze. Her description was a bit exaggerated, but the money was enough to completely replace the magical armor of twenty unicorn cavalry phalanxes from head to toe. With Skuld's wealth, it should have been equivalent to some lords who ruled secondary planes, but it cost the equivalent of the expenses of a monarch of the primary plane!

Skuld scratched his head and counted on his fingers, saying, "That's about it. Besides daily expenses, it's just a Void Navigator spaceship, a sub-plane resort peninsula with a year-round spring-like climate, a garden villa in the central city of the galaxy near the Star Sanctuary, right next to Lord Vessalius's house. Most people can't buy that even if they have the money. There's also a huge pile of famous luxury handbags and jewelry from the Federation, and a whole bunch of unidentified mysterious materials brought back from the Trident auction..."

She possesses neither magical armor that enhances her strength nor any peerless artifacts with astonishing destructive power. Where on earth did this high-society socialite come from?!

880. Persuading someone to leave

Janna's eyes widened in terror as she clutched her aching chest and asked, "What good are these things?!"

"Who said that! I have used it once or twice."

Skuld's voice grew softer and softer, sounding very guilty. She was like a hamster frantically filling her fancy but impractical warehouse.

"Sell them all! Sell them all!"

"No! Those are my last shred of dignity. If I sell them, I'll truly have nothing left!"

Skadi buried her face in Gana's chest, wailing. She would rather secretly sell Saint Rensa than give up her precious treasure. Gana was silent for a while, her eyes vacant, and she began to speak incomprehensible strange words.

"I was so stupid, so stupid. I shouldn't have left the Abyss. If I hadn't left the Abyss, I wouldn't have joined the Evil Army. If I hadn't joined the Evil Army, I wouldn't have met Sion. If I hadn't met Sion, I wouldn't have had the chance to escape to the Free Federation. If I hadn't escaped to the Free Federation, I wouldn't have become a teacher. If I hadn't become a teacher, I wouldn't have ended up with this idiot..."

Skuld rolled her eyes and exclaimed, "How rude of me! They're still here!"

While the silly principal and the secretary-general were tormenting each other, the young king of the Golden Flower was also under pressure. The Lionheart Vengeance Guard could not find the exact location of the Chaos Throne, so they traced it back to its source and found Itheran, the birthplace of the Witch of Chaos, Dawnstar City.

West of the valley, in the capital's royal palace, where golden leaves gleam, winged beasts circle above the palace. The reorganized Griffin Knights are far less formidable than the warriors under the Holy Marshal's command; they still need some time to grow.

In the banquet hall, the new king, dressed in magnificent robes, maintained proper etiquette, but he also remembered to wear armor under his royal robes to prevent accidental conflict. Hatred can make people lose their way, and Arnold was not unable to understand that feeling. The rebirth of the Holy Alliance also caused everyone to lose many important things, which they could never return to.

This is not the first time the other side has exerted pressure. The Lionheart Vengeance Guard's warships are stationed outside the plane's flight path, and their strength is considerable. They can invade Itheran at any time with just one order, but that would also mean going to war with the Blue Shield King and the Holy Alliance.

Standing before Arnold was a purple-haired young man. He had come alone, his expression somber, and his surging spiritual energy reached the Holy Realm. He was evenly matched with Arnold.

“Mr. Ensido, please go back. No matter how many times you ask, our answer will be the same.”

The king's commander stepped forward. This lean and powerful dark warrior from the Holy Land was none other than Leyal. He met Arnold, who was then a prince, on the White Front. Their fierce battles against the barbarians forged a bond between them, and they later joined the Revolutionary Army together, fighting valiantly to this day. Their relationship was far stronger than ordinary friendship, just like that of Bowen and Roland in the past. Their future had only just begun.

Ensidor's voice was hoarse as he chuckled coldly in a low voice, "Your Majesty Arnold, if you don't want to tell us, that's fine. I'll find another way to find out where the witch is, but you probably won't like that method!"

The young man is the fourth in line to inherit the prestigious Great Treasury, a powerful family in the Federation. His elder brother, Canaan, died in Rhine City, which greatly angered the Great Treasury. Canaan is also a close friend of Rodriguez and Byron.

"Excuse me, were you threatening our king just now?"

Leyal pushed forward with his thumb, and his demonic sword slightly left its sheath. His patience had reached its limit. Enshido did not back down either, his eyes flashing with a strange light.

"Ok?"

At this moment, all three of them simultaneously sensed abnormal spatial fluctuations. Ensido looked surprised; he had not yet issued any orders, so how could the fleet act on its own?

The spatial barrier above the palace began to shatter in large sections, and some void creatures were entering Itheran in a rude and barbaric manner. The guards cried out in alarm and formed ranks. The next second, Arnold ordered everyone to retreat, a strange smile on his face.

"Hiss... hiss..."

A gigantic head emerged from the void; it was a colossal serpent wreathed in purple lightning, its triangular head biting a Lionheart warship.

"World Serpent!"

Ensidor's pupils contracted slightly as he looked up and instantly spotted the person he was looking for. Above the giant serpent's head, a silver-haired, red-eyed girl coldly gazed down at the ants below. This time, only Fenrir and Joanna accompanied the witch, so the Entropy Demon Devourer, who had been summoned, was fortunate enough to become that person's mount, which made Hilde ecstatic.

The last time the Sky-Devouring Thunder Serpent descended upon Iselan was at the opening ceremony of Saint Lensa, almost crushing the academy city. Ensidor never dreamed that the Chaos Witch they had been searching for would appear before their eyes like this. Looking at the tiny warship in the giant serpent's mouth, he gaped open and broke out in a cold sweat.

"You wanted to find me, I came, and then what?"

Nolan spoke slowly, her alluring face filled with disdain. She beckoned with her finger, and Hilder immediately flung the warship into the void without harming them; this was enough of a deterrent.

"Cold-blooded witch! Do the lives lost mean nothing to you? Blood debts must be repaid in blood! Why are you stopping us from seeking justice?!"

Ensidor clenched his fists, not daring to make any rash moves. After all, the Lion Star Envoy and the other lords were not here, and their preparations were far from adequate. Even the tall, fallen saintess beside Nolan was not someone he could handle.

The giant serpent lowered its head, looking down on mortals. Nolan landed at the palace gate and walked slowly in, holding Joanna's hand. Fenrir, fully armed, followed behind. This was their former home, their homeland.

"What is the meaning of life and death? The world will eventually be destroyed, and nothingness is the destiny of all things. If you want to seek revenge on the Valley of the Splendor and the Throne of the Sea, then go to the Land of Infinity. They are there. But please understand one thing: when you invaded the Kingdom of the Three Realms, you were making an enemy of the entire Throne of Chaos."

Nolan didn't do it himself, but instead dumped this group of irrational thugs on the Chosen Ones to give them some fun; the Throne of Chaos doesn't produce vases.

Ensidor gritted his teeth and left in anger. Arnold suppressed a laugh and shrugged, glancing warily at Joanna. The three eldest daughters of the Joestar family were all more terrifying than the last, and this mischievous little sister was becoming more and more frightening, her bloody stench was so strong it was appalling.

"Thank you."

Nolan shook his head. "What are you thanking me for? This number of people can't scare you. I'm not used to having others clean up my messes."

"You are still so beautiful, every move you make is breathtaking, but I still don't know where they get the confidence to provoke the beautiful and powerful Invincible Lady."

Arnold gestured for the soldiers, terrified by the giant serpent, to lay down their weapons and bow in the highest respect to the heroes of the Holy Alliance. Even though he had defeated all his rivals to become King of the Plantagenets, he could not shake off his frivolous aristocratic habits.

881. Hometown

Nolan smiled slightly. The bad news was that the Lionheart Avengers did indeed have the confidence to back it up. She saw through Ensidor's thoughts at first glance. The whispers in the darkness attracted a lot of crazed thugs, most of whom were enemies of the Chaos Apostles. Among them was a fugitive Heroic Spirit, Reinhardt, who had reached some kind of agreement with the old members of the Temple of War. Everything pointed to a common enemy: the Chaos Throne.

The Lionheart Vengeance Guard might be a bit troublesome, but not too difficult, so it's good to leave them for Ekaterina and the others to warm up. With the Splendid Dragon Roar, the Tidal Fury, and the Scale Lord's Weapon, they will see why the Triad can become the supreme god.

Nolan didn't explain much, just offered a word of encouragement, and then turned away.

"Keep it up, young man."

"He just said hello and left. Didn't he see Mary? They're classmates, after all."

Arnold watched the three of them ride the giant serpent, winding and thundering through the sky at breakneck speed. For a moment, Nolan fell into deep thought. After a while, he remembered the irritable princess. The two of them had an unpleasant incident during their time studying at Saint Lenza. Although it was only a few years ago, it was still a short time ago. But to the beautiful goddess king, those past events were like a drop of rain in the microscopic world.

"No need, I'm going to visit an old friend."

Arnold waved to the witch who had almost become his sister-in-law. He guessed that their destination was St. Lenza Academy, but they were no longer students, not for a long time.

"That's it? Nothing to say to the president?"

Leyal stroked his stiff stubble. His memory of Alicia was still that of the proud student council president of St. Lenza Academy. Who would have thought that the girl was now a Sagittarius Star Envoy, an Apostle of the Zodiac Stars, with suitors all over the galaxy? Arnold, a lord of a sub-plane, was somewhat overestimating himself.

"You talk too much."

Arnold finally became the king of the kingdom as he wished, but the girl he once admired was still out of reach. No matter where she was, she was the most dazzling star, unattainable. Now he finally understood that the distance between them was not their status or strength, but two incompatible souls. So he could only keep that regret deep in his heart.

A silver-haired girl riding a giant serpent traversed the sky, a scene that became a spectacle on the trade route from the valley to the Lunza Highlands. Passersby knelt and prayed, marveling but not fearing, for this was the homeland of the invincible hero renowned throughout the world. The influence of the Chaos Gospel was now incomparable to that of the past.

The end of an era is always accompanied by the metabolism of the new. The current lord of the City of Freedom, Edgar, has not yet officially graduated. He is still the student council president of the Academy City and the leader of Mercury Lamp. However, the new era of chaos came unexpectedly, giving these young souls no time to prepare.

The successor of Lenza City rushed to greet the Federation star upon hearing the news, but Nolan ignored him and landed directly on the sealed-off campus, disregarding the cheering crowds in the streets and alleys.

"Is this where my older sister is taking further studies?"

Joanna skipped and jumped around the campus, full of curiosity about the empty school buildings around her. Entering Nolan's school and studying with her sister was her long-cherished dream. Even such a simple thing was refused by the hateful Duke and Duchess!

Hilde transformed into human form and stood beside Fenrir, serving behind the witch. Her enchanting smile and humble demeanor were captivating, but the fervent love in her vertical pupils could not be concealed. She had never liked wearing clothes; the scales covering her body were only enough to cover her private parts. Her devilish figure was hot and sexy, making Edgar, who was running over breathlessly, stare in disbelief.

"What a rare guest, Invincible Teacher."

Edgar wiped his sweat and saw Nolan staring at the girls' dormitory without saying a word. His eyes darted around and he saw the familiar 516 dormitory right in front of him, the place that was once called the dragon's lair, the starting point of the story.

Nolan stared blankly for a moment before looking at Edgar, a smile playing on her lips. Though she was smiling, she exuded a sense of distance and coldness, not as approachable as the stern, unsmiling beauty of the past. It was as if she were enveloped in a divine halo, a symbol of the perfect perfection of the beautiful goddess-king, transcending the mortal world.