Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

In the Star Building of the Bronze Campus, Nolan stretched. The next elective, Theology, was the last class of the day.

It's that time of day again, the best yet most troublesome part: deciding what to have for dinner!

"Seriously, how come you don't seem to care at all about something this big happening? Sometimes I really wonder if you're even mentally unstable."

Messiah shrugged, still amazed by someone's lack of common sense no matter how many times she had done so. Later, the two of them learned from the maid, Dragon, that Nolan was actually on the verge of death at the time!

If anyone dares to treat her like this, the richest woman in the Federation will offer an astronomical price that no one can refuse, and offer a bounty for their head!

Nolan blinked, lifted Messiah's chin, and said affectionately, "Sometimes you don't have to show it if you care. Would I tell everyone I like you?"

"Huh? What's wrong? Why are you being so cheesy all of a sudden..."

Messiah blushed and stammered for a long time, unable to speak. Seeing that Chinara and Nolan's smiles were becoming more and more amused, he realized that he had been teased by his usual witty remarks.

"Well done, you've really gotten to it!"

"uh-huh."

"How about it? I can teach them a lesson they won't be able to hold their heads up at the Holy Alliance Round Table again!"

Messiah suddenly lowered his voice, excitedly wanting to avenge Nolan, referring to the mastermind behind the evil deeds committed in Saint Lenza.

Nolan smiled, his gaze turning cold, and said nothing.

Having the ability to hire a level 15 dark assassin, and harboring a deep hatred for a little girl, it's easy to guess who is so ruthless and cruel.

The Plantagenet Chancellor, grieving the loss of his only son, seems to have lost his mind. Skuld and old Joe, who almost lost his "son," will surely cause him trouble.

Nolan loosened her hairband, revealing her silver hair flowing over her shoulders, exuding an unusual charm, but her gaze kept turning back to observe a certain young man, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally.

Messiah noticed this as well, leaning on Nolan's shoulder and following his gaze.

It was a human with gray and white hair, tall and thin, with an average face and dead fish eyes, sleeping on the table. He looked very ordinary no matter how you looked at him.

"Oh dear, is our little witch falling in love and no longer wants to be a Holy Knight?"

"hehe."

Nolan chuckled twice and said, "Have you noticed...?"

"He's been following us?"

Messiah pursed her lips; how could she not have noticed?

Although I don't know the boy's name, he is also a member of the Firevine Class.

This guy could be found in every nook and cranny of every class; he was practically everywhere. You wouldn't notice this overly low-key kid unless you looked closely.

92. Chaotic Aesthetics

Nolan nodded, initially not paying much attention.

Many boys pretend to casually follow the three to get acquainted, but none of them are this low-key. Instead, they are unusually active in class, which suggests they have ulterior motives.

"He's not here when you're not here either."

Chinara tossed her blonde hair aside, put down her pen, and seemed to remember something. This guy's goal seemed pretty obvious.

"Stalker?"

Messiah felt a chill; she couldn't handle these kinds of brainless fans.

"No, ignore him."

Nolan chuckled to herself. When she fell into a pool of blood, the boy she saw was sleeping on the table.

Second Miss...

That's how he refers to himself.

If I'm not mistaken, the Joker died at the hands of this boy.

No, it should be a kind-looking old man.

The unassuming old butler seemed to possess terrifying strength far exceeding the fifteenth level, easily crushing the assassin.

This is not the kind of foundation that a small city like Morning Star should possess, after all, the old duke of the Joestar family is only a sixteenth-level Quasi-Saint.

It must be really hard on the old man, having to play along with Madame Tess's antics and pretend to be a student to protect her.

Nolan couldn't help but laugh out loud at this thought.

The old professor on the podium was fiddling with the magic crystal projector; it was break time and class hadn't officially started yet.

Just then, a piece of paper was slapped down in front of the silver-haired girl.

This situation is not uncommon; what follows should be an inner monologue?

Nolan blinked and reflexively said, "I'm sorry, I already have someone I like."

"what?"

A familiar voice rang out, and looking up, I saw a pretty, dark-haired "girl" tossing her hair and saying irritably, "What are you being so presumptuous about? Hurry up and approve it!"

"You're taking this course too?"

Lin Dichen's appearance not only surprised Nolan, but also attracted the attention of many freshmen. Almost everyone thought that this powerful senior from the Black Iron Campus had come to confess his love to the Little Witch.

The boy shook his head, clicked his tongue, and his attitude remained as rude as ever.

"No, I've already completed all my credits. I'm staying here just to find a goal, and now, the invincible teacher is my goal!"

That's right. As long as the classroom isn't full, all students can audit all courses.

Messiah and Zenora looked at the crooked handwriting on the paper, and finding it unappealing, they laughed.

This adorable but incredibly talented senior seems to have followed me all this way just for this picture...

"Application for membership?"

Nolan was stunned, and found it somewhat amusing.

"What, is that not allowed?"

"That's possible..."

Lin Dichen wants to join the Chaos Throne? Of course he can, and we would be very happy to have him join. With his personal strength, he will make the Chaos Throne much stronger.

But he should have neither a lack of money nor a lack of places to go now; there are plenty of clubs willing to invite a level twelve dual-element soul-fusion martial artist.

Lin Dichen scratched his head, looking roguish, and said irritably, "Then what are you looking at? I'm not like you. It won't be long before I step into the Saint Realm and become the Invincible Teacher's best student!"

I see......

Recently, a rumor has been circulating that Invincible only accepts followers of the Lord of Chaos.

The clubhouse was so popular that people practically wore it out. Its popularity rivaled that of the crazy fans that Starry Night Diva once had, forcing it to close for rectification.

Are you really ready to embrace chaos?

Nolan asked a thought-provoking question and accepted the application form.

The black-clad swordsman from the distant East frowned slightly and fell silent; his faith lay solely in the sword in his hand.

At least this guy is a loyal and righteous "beautiful girl"!

Lin Dichen divided the materials he harvested from Paradise Island into four parts, giving some to Yero and Yekaterina, as well as some to Xiao Nuo and Mahe.

Students are most distracted during the last class before dusk, not to mention that several charming and popular freshmen are sitting below.

The audience was packed but completely silent. A group of boys were either daydreaming or stealing glances at the girls in the front row; it was considered good if they were tutoring other subjects.

Seeing that the students were losing interest, the old, bald professor closed his obscure and profound theological texts and found a topic that the students were most interested in at the moment.

"Are you interested in the Chaos Apostles?"

All the students perked up their ears; Lin Dichen wasn't the only one who admired his invincible and powerful figure.

No other messenger of the gods could possess such overwhelming dominance among the saints as that man.

Seeing that he had piqued the students' interest, the old professor smiled smugly, cleared his throat, and said leisurely, "Your understanding of chaos is probably still at a very superficial level. You think that shields are berserk, nothingness, and disorder, right?"

The students in the audience nodded in agreement.

Normally, this would be a taboo topic that is both respected and feared. The Chaos Apostles' lack of organization and discipline has caused headaches for many temples and various forces. They are not only unable to defeat them, but there is also no reason to reason with them. Wherever they go, they leave behind only ruins.

Compared to the other madmen and perverts, Hilde's reputation is relatively good. It's just that her body is too huge, and she often doesn't pay attention when she walks, easily destroying several cities.

The appearance of the Black Knight added a touch of mystery to the Chaos faith in the eyes of the fearful children.

"Wrong, terribly wrong! Chaos itself is a form of order, and it is far more robust than laws maintained by human authority such as imperial power and parliament!"

The old professor straightened his expression and his eyes shone brightly.

Even Messiah and Zenora put down their magazines, their beautiful eyes sparkling.

They wanted to know more about Nolan; no one could guess what was going on in the mind of this eccentric, atypical knight girl.

Everyone says that the Little Witch is an invincible disciple, but she herself has never mentioned it or shown much interest in it.

Why don't they believe it?

"So-called order and rules are created by civilized races like humans to facilitate reproduction, survival, and evolution. But for this world, chaos... is the norm in the dimensional universe!"

The old professor's latest point of view made the students fall into deep thought.

Their vision is fixed within a narrow self-framework, and they have not yet realized that all life is just an extremely fragile link in the three thousand planes, with a cycle of only a few hundred years, whether long or short.

The various realms have existed for countless epochs, and countless civilizations have come and gone.

In other words, chaos is the most primordial law of the universe, and all planes follow its will in endless cycles.

It existed before life even began, and it will continue to exist...

"You don't believe me?"

The old professor smiled slightly and said, "Rules and laws are evidence that civilized beings are trying to change the world. They are the great traces of our existence, which we will describe in detail later. In short, human rules are not meaningless, but they are still no match for the original chaotic order of the universe. You heard me right, chaos is also a kind of order."

93. The hardest part is defeating a dragon.