Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

This preventative measure had the opposite effect; Joestar was currently going through a rebellious phase in this body.

Tass frowned, his patience reaching its limit.

“I didn’t expect you to be just as crazy as your father. No wonder you threw yourself into chaos. Stop your nonsense and state your conditions. What will it take for you to let Messiah go?”

"condition?"

It's still uncertain who will let whom off the hook!

The incredibly wealthy congressman nodded. "Ten million, how about it? Leave her forever."

Nolan blinked, his smile widening.

Money... is indeed omnipotent in the mortal world.

The beautiful goddess king never expected that such a classic plot could happen to two girls.

"I'm referring to the Federal Golden Moon, of course. This money will ensure you a life of comfort and security in the Holy Alliance, and you'll be able to break free from your family's control after graduation."

So what if you're rich!

Do you think money can buy everything?

Nolan stroked her chin, wondering if she should say that in a situation like this.

Or... let the humiliation come even more fiercely?

Nolan's eyes darted around, and after carefully considering her words, she said with a charming smile, "Mr. Tass, there's an old saying that life is precious, but love is more precious. Look at her, she's the Star Songstress Messiah, the beautiful darling of the Star Consortium, and the dream girl of every single man in the world. Just looking at her like that, I instantly fell hopelessly in love with Messiah!"

The congressman took off his glasses and smiled with relief.

There was no mockery, no contempt, only appreciation.

The more descriptive terms the two Qiao sisters used, the more valuable the promise became; their strategy of retreating to advance represented a willingness to negotiate.

“I’m glad you didn’t inherit Roland’s rigid personality. You’re a smart girl, and smart girls get better prices. Just nod your head and a hundred star diamonds are yours. No need to sign any contract. I trust your promise.”

"......"

Nolan's smile was strange.

As the highest-level circulating currency in the main plane, Star Diamonds do not have a uniform price, and they will only appreciate in value, not depreciate, because ordinary people simply cannot buy them.

Just one of them is worth more than ten million gold coins!

With just one sentence, the price of Tass increased a hundredfold?

This is a huge sum of money that anyone would envy. It can buy the best magical equipment, allow one to become a lord of the highest-level plane, hire a legion and arm them to the teeth, and also hire a few saints as bodyguards.

With this money, Duke Destruction would no longer be able to control Joseph Joestar, or even any of the three sisters.

As expected of the Star Realm Consortium, which controls half of the Federation, the patriarch can create a tycoon with just a casual remark.

The humiliation gradually turned into a feeling of relief...

Nolan was still smiling, even blinking, and lowered his voice, saying, "I've heard that Mr. Byron is exceptionally brave, often active in the most dangerous places on the Alliance's front lines, and he could probably kick the bucket at any moment. If I were to accidentally win Miss Messiah's heart, and you were to die young, wouldn't the Astral Consortium be ours? So I think there's still room for negotiation!"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Tass couldn't catch his breath, coughed heavily a few times, and glared fiercely at Nolan.

What kind of negotiation is this? Who curses people like that!

"When you get to my age, you'll realize that nothing lasts except family glory. The genuine feelings you have will eventually be worn away by time, turning you into two old bodies that can't stand each other."

After a moment's hesitation, Tass gave a warning and then conceded again.

“I can see your loyalty to love. Adding ten more diamonds as a gift from your uncle should ease this guilt.”

Unexpectedly, Nolan decisively replied, "Not enough."

"What!?"

Tass slammed his hand on the armrest of the chair, veins bulging on his forehead.

He had expected Nolan to jump up on the spot and tell him he couldn't back out when he offered one hundred star diamonds.

"not enough!"

The silver-haired girl reiterated this point.

Tass had been through countless battles in the council, denouncing shameless gamblers and bringing down the parasites of Silvermoon, but he had never seen such an arrogant little girl before, and for a moment he was so angry that he laughed.

Tell me your requirements.

Nolan smiled slightly, stood up, picked up a pen, and wrote a string of numbers on a piece of paper: a one and countless zeros.

If the unit is gold months, that's an astronomical figure that would make even Tass cringe.

However, the girl smiled gently and softly reminded me, "I actually really like star diamonds. Legend has it that the number of stars hanging in the sky is this number."

They're making outrageous demands, wanting Nolan to back down, in exchange for a sky full of stars.

Tass felt suffocated, but even more furious.

Not to mention the Astral Consortium couldn't afford it, even the Obsidian Emperor and the King of Beasts couldn't come up with that much money!

"Don't push your luck. I didn't use violence to take Messiah away because I felt sorry for the child, and I've already given your mother plenty of face!"

Ugh------

A gust of wind appeared silently behind the silver-haired girl, and the nameless swordsman in the white trench coat sensed his master's anger, though he didn't know where it came from.

"Oh."

Nolan sat down again, crossed his legs, and sneered.

Not bad, even a casual guard is a level 16 Quasi-Saint level expert.

The demure and quiet Er Qiao was nowhere to be seen, replaced by an arrogant and domineering woman whose beautiful red eyes flashed with mockery.

"You need to understand, you came to me first. Who cares about your face? I want your money. If you can't humiliate me properly, then please don't be so arrogant."

Tass squinted, displaying excellent composure, and even so, he did not lose his composure excessively, merely waving his hand.

This kid isn't bargaining at all; he's just wasting each other's time.

"see a visitor out!"

The swordsman's hand emerged from beneath his wing-like white trench coat, and before it even touched Nolan's shoulder, he began to float up in a strange way.

"Well!"

Tass's pupils contracted slightly as he stared incredulously behind the swordsman, where a dark shadow was gradually becoming clearer, creating swirling ripples in the air.

A large, armored hand emerged from the black hole, gripping the swordsman's neck and lifting him up, dragging his feet off the ground.

The Wings of Freedom guard didn't float up for no reason. In fact, he was also helpless, but he didn't even dare to struggle. A void aura had completely enveloped him.

Resistance only leads to one outcome: death.

Who else could a saint encounter on such an occasion but the protagonist to be crowned tomorrow?

Invincible!?

122. They're here!

Tass's eyelids twitched; he was furious, but even more so, he was terrified.

How could Wudi have passed through the defensive barrier without anyone noticing? How could the guards outside not have reacted at all?

Could it be that... all the legends about Chaos Knight are true?

The Black Knight's tall figure slowly emerged from the vortex, releasing the small bird he was holding in his palm.

The white-feathered swordsman blushed and knelt down on one knee.

"I never expected there would be another guest."

As expected of a councilor of the Wings of Liberty, Tass remained composed even when his life was threatened by illegal intrusion. He waved his hand, signaling the guards to step back.

Invincible glanced at Nolan and apologized softly in a low voice: "I apologize for my abrupt visit, Your Excellency. However, please leave my disciple to me to teach myself."

"whispering sound."

Nolan stuck out his tongue, held his head, and lazily walked out of the attic.

Tass nodded, took a deep breath, and didn't put on any airs of superiority.

"I've long admired your name. I believe we would have a lot in common at a different time and place, but now is not quite the right time."

"Feel the same."

Invincible bowed his head in greeting, the air blurred for a moment, and then gradually dissipated.

Tass remained silent for a long time, looking at the chair Nolan had been sitting in, his brow furrowed, not because he was offended but because he was troubled by some potential problems.

The mortals below the saintly level have few days left; as the two Qiaos said, he will be lying in his coffin sooner or later.

What should Byron, that madman, and the clueless messiah do then?

"Sigh, it really does look alike."

Tass shook his head and smiled wryly; the Deep Blue Heart would always need a master.

Night fell, the stars disappeared, and Nolan strolled through the castle, wanting to laugh as he recalled his uncle's expression earlier.

He probably doesn't think he's joking, does he? The Goddess of Chaos is quite serious, that's the price of an apprentice Chaos Witch!

Back in his room, Nolan turned on the light, stretched, and was about to summon his puppet armor when he suddenly smiled knowingly.

"Awoo!"

A little girl hiding under the covers pounced on Nolan with a wailing cry, grabbing him and biting him like a puppy.

"Shut up, it itches so much!"

"No way! It's your fault for not coming out to run wild with me!"

The adorable little assassin who launched the sneak attack revealed her long, azure hair and a sullen, pink face. She clung to Nolan's slender waist and wouldn't let go.

"Aren't so many people with you enough?"

Messiah thought for a moment, then chuckled sweetly.