Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

Is there anything I can help you with?

Edgar rubbed his hands together, a broad smile on his face. His long hair was still shiny, and he looked more and more like a shrewd businessman.

"I'm looking for someone, someone you might not know. Before that... is Skuld here?"

Even though he was no longer the Commander-in-Chief of the Unicorn Knights, Edgar could not call the Headmaster by his real name. He raised his hand and pointed to the Starry Obelisk floating in the sky, where a sunlit staircase was slowly descending. It was hard for Isheran and the others not to notice such a large reptile crawling into Iserland.

Skadi, wearing a plush toy pajama and barefoot, ran downstairs. When she saw her little savior, she managed a weak smile, but it looked worse than crying, her face screaming "I can't breathe."

unemployment!

Why are you here?

Gana was somewhat surprised. She had clearly sent a message saying that everything was fine, that the threat from the Lionheart Vengeance Guard could not cause any real harm, and that although she and Skadi were a bit poor, the two extraordinary saints were not to be trifled with.

Nolan licked his moist lips and said, "Shall I leave?"

"Humph."

Even so, it was still a pleasure to see the master and secretary-general again. During the time they were fighting the dragon tide, they had hardly had any time to spend together. When their eyes met, their unspoken glances hinted at another crazy night.

The succubus has a huge appetite, and since someone has opened her box of desires, they must take responsibility. After all, Nolan is Janna's only source of food to draw upon the essence of the void.

Skuld disagreed with this view. She needed the help of a sycophant more than ever. She slid down the floor and knelt down to hug Nolan’s thigh tightly, wiping her snot and tears on her skirt.

"No! You've finally come! Waaah, I couldn't eat or sleep well while you were gone. This time, I'm not letting you leave me!"

Nolan swayed his thighs in disgust, but he couldn't push away the silly angel no matter what he did. Skadi's integrity was scattered all over the place, and her enthusiasm was as if she was directly telling her that there was a conspiracy involved.

Is this considered a confession?

“Yes! After so many difficult trials, there is no doubt about your sincerity. I am willing to accept your love. When shall we get our marriage certificate and hold our marriage ceremony? I know several selfless priests who are willing to make lifelong vows for true love between the same sex!”

Skuld shouted excitedly, her eyes "sincere," wishing she could marry Nolan right now and vow to never leave him. However, since it was true love, how could a "little" amount of money stop them from getting together? Of course, they would also share the debts. This was the brilliant solution that the clever Skuld came up with, a solution that would solve everything once and for all.

Betray yourself!

"Come on, I never said I wanted to marry you. Anyone here is more attractive than you."

Several girls blushed slightly after hearing this, and lowered their heads shyly, hoping that the man was not joking, especially Joanna.

882. Buyout at a fixed price

"There's no need to be embarrassed at a time like this. I know you've been eyeing my body for a long time. Come on, I'm ready!"

Skadi shook her head, practically ready to kneel down and propose on the spot. She couldn't let the unscrupulous merchant guild continue to exploit her meager income.

"Who wants your meager body? I want your soul."

Nolan waved his hand, revealing the silly angel's thoughts completely. There was no need to use the Real World to see through her; her inner thoughts were written all over her face. Her brain was no different from that of an uncivilized monkey. The principal of St. Lenza Academy was just such a simple and honest person.

Skuld clutched her chest and screamed, "Poor, poor? You brat, have you even bothered to look at my true self? Such a sexy, beautiful, noble, pure, powerful, and loyal partner is right in front of you. You should be happy with this good deal. What else is there to think about? Besides, what's the difference between a soul and a body? You've already won my heart, but you don't want me?!"

The rambling, childlike headmistress amused the onlookers. Even when trying to beautify herself, her vocabulary was pitifully limited. It seems that Skadi's faith, like her breasts, has shrunk considerably, making it so easy to buy.

Nolan stroked his chin, lifted Skuld's chin, stared into her teary eyes, and said seductively, "Oh ho, looks like someone's in trouble. Tell me, what do you want? Wealth beyond measure, supreme power, or unparalleled strength? As long as you bear my mark, these things are within your grasp, provided... you're prepared to pay the price!"

The witch's voice was ambiguous, like a seductive devil, making Skadi's heart race and her bite her lip. Behind her was the royal treasury of the seven great courts of the high elves, a vast astral conglomerate with businesses spanning all realms, not to mention the endless resources of the Valley of the Spectrum, the Throne of the Sea, and the Land of the Boundless.

"Really?

Nolan awaited Skadi's reply, but to his surprise, the silly angel counted on her fingers, drooling as she shyly said, "Star Diamonds, five hundred, no, a thousand! From now on, I won't refuse whatever you want to do, no matter how perverted your hobbies are, I'll accompany you!"

Skuld demanded an exorbitant price, offering to sell her soul to buy out everything she owned.

"puff!"

Gana couldn't help but laugh out loud. What was going on in Skadi's little head? She could have wanted more, like a supreme plane that could endlessly generate wealth. That would have been the smart thing to do. After all, witches don't make promises lightly.

"Deal. Messiah will contact you. If you dare to back out, the consequences will not be as simple as leaving with nothing."

Nolan nodded, her eyelids not even twitching. She placed her hand on Skadi's head, releasing annihilation fire to erode the solar flare mark, and without a word, snatched Skadi from the Time Guardian's grasp.

"Wuhu! I knew you were the best to me!"

It wasn't a contract of servitude that was a marriage pact. Skadi cheered and hugged Nolan, giving him a kiss of true love that money could buy. He could pay off his debts in one go and still have a large sum of money left over, more than he could spend in his next life. However, his new wife's unwavering attitude and the secretary-general's disdainful look made her suspicious, and she muttered to herself.

"Damn it, did I ask for too little? Humph, you really want me. Oh well, what can I do? I'm such a charmer. This little dowry is too good for you."

"Alright, go play by yourself. You'll know what to do when I need you."

Nolan glanced at Fenrir, who immediately understood and led the dumbfounded Edgar away to discuss other collaborative projects. Joanna, on the other hand, was reluctantly left to be cared for by the succubus instructor. Caleb Tiffany, a traditional and pure goddess, would not want to smell the stench of the Eight Pillar Demons.

The silly angel was an unexpected bonus. Perentit saw potential for advancement in her, so he was willing to bestow divine grace to save her from the Obsidian Emperor. Now, this potential has been unceremoniously taken away by the beautiful girl god-king. One day in the future, this high investment by the witch idol manager will pay off, but for now, she still has to put up with this mentally challenged angel.

"Hey, that's it? After all, you're mine now. Don't you have any special needs? Anything is fine, like #@%￥*..."

Skuld flapped her little wings and followed her wife, spewing out a series of bizarre XPs that she had never heard of before, almost making one doubt her own taste in the unusual. This big idiot was indeed beyond saving.

"You can come along if you want, but you have to keep your mouth shut. No matter who you see or what you hear, don't look around. Otherwise, you can leave that money to other superhumans. At least they won't keep changing size."

"No! That's my money, mine!"

"Ok?"

Nolan stopped, and the miser quickly covered his mouth, obediently landing on his wife's head and sitting comfortably on her shoulders. This unseemly posture made the beautiful goddess king's eyes twitch.

Even in the past, the Crystal Palace was the most famous haunted house in San Lenza, deserted and empty, with no students willing to approach it. Now, no one would notice it. Skadi was very curious as to why Nolan would come here. She probably never dreamed that a god was hiding here.

Nolan pushed open the heavy doors of the clubhouse. The scattered dust was kept out by the dazzling light screen cast by Skuld. The different colored glass refracted the sunlight into colorful rays that shone on the crystal floor. The furniture and bookshelves were all covered with white cloth. It was unclear how long it had been since any visitors had come. Just walking in gave one goosebumps.

Nolan went up the spiral staircase. The second floor was empty, and the gallery on the third floor was pitch black. Before he even reached the top floor attic, a melodious tune could be heard, as if welcoming the Lord of Chaos.

The blonde ghost still sat quietly by the window, her beautiful hair cascading down the floor, transforming into the strings of destiny that entangled all things. She was playing a piano with her back to the two of them, and it seemed that even her posture had not changed since the last time they met.

"Ms. Kate? Wait, who are you? How come you're hiding in my territory? I didn't notice you at all!"

Skadi was completely bewildered. Getting her to obey was extremely difficult until the blonde woman in the elegant long dress slowly turned around. Her face was blurry, and her features changed constantly, sometimes in pain, sometimes in pleasure, which greatly surprised Skadi. Saint Lenza actually had secrets she didn't know, and people she didn't recognize.

Skadi met Catherine's serene gaze and, in that instant, saw many fragmented and shattered visions. A Void Seraphim clad in purple armor was bathed in the blazing sun, each feather on her wings imbued with annihilation fire. She swung her greatsword, striking the massive giant at her feet.

883. A grandstand that's all show and no substance.

A familiar face, a familiar expression, yet a different, awe-inspiring aura—the Void Seraph radiates a divine brilliance unique to chaos, where law and truth intertwine and unfold.

Peeping into the fate string is not a good thing for mortals. There are many similar scenes in the blonde woman's eyes, including the past, the present, and even more so, the future.

"That's...me? How could that be!"

Skadi stared blankly, her eyes glazed over, unable to believe what she was seeing. This time, she fell silent, lost in a dreamlike reverie, immersed in the fragmented images.

Keller Tiffany paused for a moment, then pulled out a white ribbon from the side and blindfolded herself.

"My apologies, I didn't expect you to have brought other little guests. Her future... is uncertain."

"It's alright, she's a fool, she won't be bothered by fate, she'll forget about it in a while."

Nolan walked over and sat down casually next to Calvin Tiffany, gently stroking the goddess of fortune's cheek. The touch was cool, and she smiled slightly, affectionately lowering her head to rub against him.

"I thought I wouldn't make it to the day you come back, but thankfully, you're back."

Keller Tiffany's voice was weak, and her body was even thinner, appearing somewhat unreal, like a projection.

The goddess of fortune holds a very awkward position in the Supreme Divine Court. She is indispensable, yet no one cares about her. She is merely a chief god, and her powers have no substantial strength. With the apostles falling one after another and the believers' stance wavering, the faith power of the Temple of Fate has been directly depleted.

Faced with the weakness of her divine kingdom, the result was a gradual decline, eventually turning her into an obscure lower-ranking god, which was worse than killing her.

But what probably had the biggest impact on Catherine was the capriciousness of the goddess of misfortune. The three goddesses of fate each have their own duties, and none of them can be missing. When the principles of misfortune were left unmanaged, they disturbed the mortal world, causing the string of fate to become disordered and power to be lost.

"You may not know this, but the Supreme Divine Court is completely different from when you left. The Pantheon has become a mere showstand, and all the gods are in a state of panic."

"So what?"

Nolan picked up a comb and gently combed the goddess of fortune's long hair. Caleb Tiffany smiled helplessly and could only gently rest her head on Nolan's shoulder.

"Nothing much. All I want to say is that today it could be the Holy Mother of Light, but tomorrow it could be the Guardian of the Sun and the Martyr Judge. Once the Supreme God enters the fray, it will completely disrupt the game's balance. You have already lost the Triad and are unwilling to easily summon the Eternals. Don't you intend to fulfill your promise to me?"

Nolan feigned confusion and joked, "What did I promise you?"

Keller Tiffany gave the girl a charming eye roll, which had no effect whatsoever. She had already given her most precious possession to the great Lord of Chaos, and the principle of good fortune would forever surround Nolan.

"In the end, it was all in vain, you heartless Lord of Chaos. Since that's the case, could you please take me out for a walk? The gods' prohibition is no longer in effect, and there's no need for me to stay here."

"of course can."

Nolan gently lifted Caleb Tiffany into his arms, feeling no weight in his hands. Her scattered golden hair gathered like rays of light, forming a dazzling halo behind the goddess of fortune—the halo of destiny.

Leaving the Crystal Palace, Keller Tiffany gazed at the unfamiliar sky, somewhat lost in thought. Sunlight shone on her face but passed through her translucent body, making her traces of her time in the mortal world increasingly blurred. She believed that Claudia was facing the same predicament at this moment.

"Sometimes, I think that Fimius's decision might be right. We try so hard to seek the favor of truth, but in the end we still can't escape the fate of returning to chaos. Fate has already been determined, and eternity is just a joke. It's better to cast off the burden and live life to the fullest."

"If this is what you wish for, I can do it."

Nolan squinted, his True Sight locking onto the divine core buried beneath the goddess's chest. Her immortal divine body would soon be useless; the fall of the gods was more like a long slumber, awaiting the next opportunity to awaken.

Keller Tiffany chuckled and shook her head, seemingly having no intention of disturbing her sister's hard-won ordinary life to save herself. She extended her index finger to point Nolan in the right direction, to an unknown spatial coordinate. Without a second thought, Nolan tore open the spatial barrier and stepped into the void, riding the turbulent currents towards the distance.

Soon, Nolan landed on a mountaintop surrounded by lush green trees, teeming with life. The spatial coordinates appeared in the southwest of the star map, seemingly the border between the Free Federation and the Holy Alliance.

The three were in rather comical positions. Skuld sat on Nolan's shoulder, biting her fingers and staring blankly, like a mentally challenged person, while Caleb Tiffany closed her eyes and lay on Nolan's chest, as if asleep.

This is an unknown sub-plane, belonging neither to the Federation nor the Alliance. Its precious resources are scarce and scattered across the vast land. The manpower and resources consumed in investing in and occupying it are disproportionate to the returns, because there is no powerful plane lord paying attention to it. Only the native inhabitants live and thrive here, undisturbed by the turmoil of external powers.

There are many such planes in the world. The retired God-King, who has always been a manager of witch idols, travels to the top of the mortal world. The places he frequents are mostly the behemoths at the top of the pyramid. This is because the more people there are, the more abundant the faith is, and the more powerful the apostles are attracted to defeat Asteria, thus ignoring these lowly corners that have no value.

People strive for higher positions, just as water flows downhill. Climbing to the top of the pyramid is an instinct for mortals, but the majority are ultimately mediocre and powerless to change their fate.

The deeper you go into the pyramid, the larger the base of ordinary people becomes. They become vassals of the star map overlords, whether willingly or unwillingly, going with the flow. Yet, they are the largest group in the world, but also the weakest, forever powerless to change the world.

No one cares about the feelings of ants, no one is willing to listen to their true thoughts; the faith of the weak is worthless.

"You felt it, didn't you?"

"Ah."

Keller Tiffany tugged at Nolan's collar, and she nodded in understanding. This land was radiant with divine light, and more than one god was vying for the people's faith.

As mentioned before, the gods also follow the rules of the pyramid game. The middle world is the chessboard of the main gods. They will never offend the divine realm where the supreme god resides. So what can be attracted here are some weaker lower gods. They also need the power of faith to grow stronger step by step. This is their playground.

Even in such remote lands, there are wars, resource allocation disputes, and struggles for faith. There are many reasons for these conflicts, although those in power may find their petty squabbles laughable, more like children fighting.