Retired god king transferred to witch idol manager

"Instead of handing over your majesty to you, it's better to start the game again and let the gods decide the future of the royal court, just like the day the war of gods started."

"You will regret this."

"Will I? Maybe, no, I won't! Hahahahaha!"

Allen and Alinda exchanged glances, annoyed, and disappeared into the night on the foam.

Losing the trust of Zenola, and losing Her Majesty the Queen, the consequences of letting the little princess return to the hands of Lei Ruiyi in the Sun King Court would be disastrous.

They need to return to the Water Spirit Court to make a long-term plan, and mobilize all forces to recover Her Majesty the Queen!

On the other hand, Pantos was still suspicious. Holding the storm lance, he was vigilant against the darkness around him, confronting the air.

"You can't kill me! This is my kingdom, my territory! Hmph, the Hunting God Clan, that's all..."

The king of pajamas muttered something, as if he had uncovered the most terrifying memory in the depths of his memory, and he couldn't take it easy for a long time.

This made Saruhaus very interesting. Watching the King of Wind like a clown lose his nerve, he knocked down the high walls of several mansions one after another, and fell to the ground in a daze.

No one paid attention to the perverted Sky Ripper Elf King, not because the three of them let it go, but because no one could catch up with Saruhaus.

No one understands the mysteries of space elements better than him, let alone trying to trap him.

The four kings with their own ghosts broke up unhappy, and Nolan also took Zenora and Messiah to escape from the group of psychopaths far away.

The three of them fell from the sky into the icy stream, shivering, looked at each other's embarrassed posture, and couldn't help laughing.

"Where is this?"

"Who knows..."

Messiah was too tired to ask why he appeared here. Anyway, it would be better not to be with those psychopaths.

At this time, the sky was getting cold, and there was a river valley around. There were many farms and mills of water elves, which should be at the junction of Water Spirit King's Court and Wind Whisper King's Court.

The three of them took a bath by the stream, changed into plain clothes, and found a stable next to the waterwheel to rest.

Messiah, who hadn't slept all night, was so sleepy that he fell asleep holding Nolan's thigh and suffered a lot.

The two distinguished young ladies also didn't care about not having a big soft bed. It would be nice to have a place to stay when they fled.

230. Hungering Justice

"Sorry for letting you see an embarrassing scene."

Zenora sighed, a little guilty that being homeless was not how she wanted to entertain her two friends.

At least, they did not suffer such humiliation in the Galaxy plane of the Star Consortium and the Avalon capital of the Holy Alliance.

"I'm glad you only see disaster but no opportunity."

Nolan turned over and slapped her jio. A small crab with a unique habit came out of the stream and grabbed her little toe one by one.

This game has become more interesting. The name she learned from the evil commander is on this continent.

The traitor of the light and lawful camp is waiting for an opportunity in the dark, waiting for the six elf kings to break up, and it is absolutely impossible to let Zenola regain control of the overall situation.

Fishing in troubled waters was exactly what the beautiful girl God King expected.

Next, what will the queen on the throne with unknown motives do?

Zenola gently hugged the silver-haired girl from behind, and threw the wet underwear aside, resulting in a complete vacuum inside the blouse, and there was only a thin line of skin-to-skin contact.

The little princess was thriving in all aspects, and the thrilling feeling came from behind tightly, which instantly made Nolan sleepless and her delicate body was hot.

After all, there was a beautiful elf queen lying behind her.

"What should I do?"

Zenola's voice was soft and aggrieved, a little tired, making people want to bully her.

Nolan turned around and kissed the little princess, "You must have already figured out where to go when you rejected them."

That's right, all that's left is the Flame King's Court.

It doesn't make any sense to go back to Sunshine Royal Court alone now.

Zinola hugged Nolan even harder, letting out a seductive short panting. The only thing she trusts now is the girl in her arms, the incredible lover of the "God".

"You really chose the most troublesome path. In Saruhouse's words, I like it~"

"puff."

Zenola couldn't help laughing, that strange elf king who fought for the beautiful girl might be the only guy with the purest purpose.

"You said there is an abyssal accomplice here, is it Pantos or Allen?"

"No, they all have their own plans to use you to achieve certain goals, but they all hope that you can inherit the throne of empress."

The real enemy is trying to replace it and subvert the entire Konghen Continent.

"Could it be Saruhaus and Alinda?"

"It might have been, but now it doesn't look like an accomplice. Speculators don't put all their eggs in one basket. I don't like that woman whose breasts are bigger than her head."

Nolan nodded, then shook his head again.

Oupai of the Water Spirit King always bounces and shakes in such a way that he can't move his eyes, like a balloon filled with water, if you poke it, you don't know if it will explode~

"hiss......"

Zenola took a breath, stood up suddenly, and finally ruled out the correct answer.

"That's Siestamir! How dare he?"

Nolan nodded, that's the name, the famous [Furnace] Saint, the fire elf king of the Flame King's Court.

His unspoken thoughts were originally elusive, but now they are clearly visible.

The opponent is waiting for a suitable opportunity to summon the army of the abyss to support him in his position, and completely end the era of the high elves ruled by the blood of the sun king.

Chinola pinched Nolan's slender waist and said with a blushing face, "Why didn't you tell me earlier! You still let me go find him?"

"Ouch!"

Nolan writhed in pain, rushed over fiercely, ruthlessly pushed Her Majesty down, grabbed two little hands, hugged her in her arms and pampered her peacefully.

"You go to give him a signal. It doesn't matter whether he will pretend to be embarrassed and agree to deceive you, or he is really willing to accept the conditions to join."

"Give him a signal, isn't that telling the devil..."

Zenola blushed, curled up in Nolan's arms and smiled sweetly.

"That's right! The more helpless you are, the weaker Le Ruiyi is, the more Siestamir feels that the time has come. Let's go to him now, it's like standing in front of the enemy shyly without clothes and shouting, I'm so weak , come face to face with me!"

The foolish god king wiped his nose, his soft little hands were very dishonest, and vowed to take advantage of the future queen in the stable.

"vulgar!"

Zenola gave a "spit", but raised her head and kissed Nolan with a delicate smile.

The lips and teeth are inseparable, entangled for a long time, and the taste of stealing is indescribably sweet.

"Um.... Coo..."

Although the words were vulgar, they were very tricky and explained the current situation of civil strife among the high elves.

This battle must be fought, and it cannot be fought without it. If you can't catch the tail of the real traitor, you will lose the opportunity to gain people's hearts and beliefs.

In other words, this is another stage prepared by the beautiful girl god king for the eclipse witch, the night elf is a clown, Lei Ruiyi is a supporting role, and the six kings who are deeply enigmatic are the secondary characters who think they are the protagonists , must force out the real villain behind the scenes!

The royal court of the high elves is a big piece of fat, far more attractive than the Holy Alliance and the Free Federation. Not to mention the demon king Serentia, the beautiful girl god king is also very tempted, and now she is in the virgin body of the little queen in her arms Slobber!

If it weren't for the spiritual hint in Saya, no one would have guessed that the real battlefield was in the home of the solid backing of the light and lawful camp, who might stab the Holy Alliance in the back at any time.

The little princess panted heavily, but said with a sneer on her face, "Take this opportunity to reunite with the five royal courts and join the anti-magic camp?"

Zenora is very confident about this. Compared with the night elves who have been exiled for thousands of years, the six royal courts hate demons and treacherous traitors more!

Nolan bit Zenora's pink earlobe, listened to the moving humming from Cherry's small mouth, and whispered in the ear of the beloved witch.

"When Konghen Continent is facing more serious and destructive threats, thugs who lost their minds during the civil strife often put aside all their opinions and show unprecedented unity. Isn't it ironic?"

"This is mortal."

Zenola panted slightly, her chest heaved and her delicate body was hot, her nameless desire was aroused to the limit, but her eyes were clear.

"That's right, so if you want to stand on top of mortals and be king, you must be more greedy than them, crueler than them, and more cunning than them. This is the true face of your beloved mother. Are you willing to be such a queen?"

Nolan was lying on Qinola's chest, his clothes couldn't cover up his hot and delicate body at all, and the thatch scene in the dark was already extraordinarily beautiful.

The silver-haired girl stared eagerly at the immature emperor, while tempting her to fall into madness and fall into the depths of the black hole, while alerting her to the original source of order in the universe, and testing whether the apostle of chaos has further spirituality.

Most of the Chaos Apostles only stop at this step, becoming what the world calls a deviant lunatic, distorting the true meaning of nothingness.

"Guess what?"

Zenola smiled strangely, her charming face was pleasant and reserved, she lifted Nolan's chin, and licked the girl's lips, tasting it but not getting deeply involved.

Nolan showed a satisfied smile. This child can bear more and carry more truths she bestows.

"The ravages of chaos are the beginning of rebirth, and my justice is already thirsty."

231. The resurrected evil spirit

The next day, the three of them escaped from the stable early and washed up by the waterwheel, so as not to be discovered by the civilians on the farm and cause unnecessary trouble.

At this time, the three royal courts under Allen should have mobilized all their forces to intercept all suspicious girls trying to return to the Sunny Royal Court along the Queen's Avenue in the south, desperately searching for Her Majesty the Queen.

But no one could have imagined that Zenola would do the opposite, and was about to set off for the Red Sand River in the northeast of the Konghen Continent, seeking the protection of the Lord of Fire, Siestamir, and "turning himself into the net" of the abyssal traitor.

The most dangerous place may be the safest place right now.

The three changed into stolen farm clothes, and the messiah applied the illusion of water spirits to disguise themselves as blue-gray mottled long-haired elves.

Low-level elves with strange-colored pupils can be seen everywhere, and they look no different from peasant girls in the valley.

Zinola was in high spirits, and she looked a little different from last night. Even flipping blows failed to knock down the sentimental little princess, but instead fueled some mysterious power.

Messiah was a little suspicious, squeezed between the two of them and sniffed, and smelled something fishy!

There was also a corpse sent out from the Wind Whispers Court as well as the three of them. Even though the dancer dead warrior of the night elves had brought Queen Le Ruiyi's command to kill, he died for the three of them in the end.

At least, bury her in her homeland...

Zenora still had a benevolent heart, and her aversion to her mother's collusion with the night elves was slightly lessened, and she cared more about their motives.

In any case, the dead body cannot be allowed to rot by the stream and be noticed by others.

The dancer is the empress's person, maybe there are some clues on her body, last night she couldn't see her fingers, it was inconvenient for the three of them to carry the corpse around.

But when the three returned to the stream, they couldn't find the corpse in the grass.

Messiah hid behind Nolan. He didn't want to be frightened by the dead, but now he was a little surprised.

"Hey, it's clearly hidden here!"

"Has it been discovered?"

Zenora frowned. If the corpses of the night elves were found by the civilians and handed over to the local consul, their whereabouts would be exposed.

"Lord."

The air next to the ears of the three set off faint ripples, and a weak call came, and the voice was somewhat familiar.

"Ma duck, ghost!"

When Messiah turned his head, he rolled his eyes and almost passed out.

Lifting the curtain of darkness and walking out slowly, it was the skinny dancer covered in light veils. This "dead man" was standing by the bushes, waiting for them to come back.

"You're not dead?"

Zenora covered her small mouth, but the dancer was holding on to the tree trunk, weak and haggard, the terrifying bloody hole pierced by Pentos in her waist was still there, but the blood had stopped.

The dancer clutched her head in a daze, her mouth was dry and her mind was in chaos.

"I do not know either."

Nolan's eyes were wide open. Few things could scare the beautiful girl God King, but this woman should have died.