Retired god king transferred to witch idol manager

After getting off the carriage, Nolan approached the high wall in the south of the city, only to realize that this giant golden fortress was bigger than the Nebula venue.

It accommodates several mimetic battlefields, built using the most advanced magic crystal technology and phantom magic circle, which is equivalent to a war sand table, which cost Huangyan Wangjue a lot of money.

As a result, it has indeed become the new favorite of the nobles of Lieyang City, and it has become a cornucopia, with tens of millions of water flowing every day.

It's not very elegant in appearance, it looks like a lump...

"shit."

Alicia laughed loudly, and kissed Nolan whenever she had something to do, her face was swollen from the kiss.

"Let's go, let's go into the cesspit to play. If there is no accident, we should be able to smash a few ruthless characters."

The gate of the arena is heavily guarded and there are many guards. Now that the next king of Huangyan has not yet been settled, the vassals and slaves under his command are all holding a wait-and-see attitude, naturally loose and disorderly.

It was rare for two beautiful girls to come alone, the guards' eyes were straightened, but they did not belong to the famous ladies of many big families, and they were dressed in ordinary clothes.

If there are some noble ladies in Avalon who can't be provoked, these old fritters know by heart.

Inner Flame Ring City is a gathering place for nobles, some familiar distinguished guests can pass through unimpeded, the checkpoint is useless, but when it was the turn of the two girls, they were stopped by the halberd just as they were about to go in, someone wanted to find fault.

"Sorry, do you have an appointment?"

A tall and thick man picked his nostrils, and his eyeballs slashed at Alicia's chest a few times, thinking that such a juicy and beautiful girl could not be someone's plaything.

Alicia raised her middle finger and said with a smile, "I'm sorry for hugging you, sister can come and leave whenever she wants, and I need to report to you?"

"Hey, I'm not short-tempered. The street next to the Yanliu Club is located. You two have found the wrong place to work, right?"

The man sneered, implying that this is not a place where prostitutes should come.

Hey, hey, hey, the Yanliu club that the guards jokingly called is not an ordinary gold-selling cave. The girls in it are not only beautiful but also have their own unique skills. The knowledge and talent are not comparable to slaves, and the price is also terrible. At least this group of house slaves is not eligible to enjoy.

Another guard also teased: "How about this, you two go to the alley to serve the uncle comfortably, and I will make an exception and let you go in to hook up with guests."

Before the words were finished, a slender thigh wrapped in leather pants appeared in the vision of the two guards.

wow...

Before the others could see what happened, they saw the two high-ranking guards fall down straight, and they didn't even have time to release their souls.

One person's body was separated, his head flew high into the air, and his blood spilled all over the ground.

The other one had a frozen expression and was split into two halves. When he fell to the ground, his brain and internal organs were still beating alive. The other soldiers were stunned and forgot to stop him for a while.

Many guests ran away screaming and vomited while leaning on the wall.

"Eh?"

Nolan blinked, and a few drops of hot blood splashed on her pretty face.

Are all adults doing things so simple and rude...

Alicia withdrew her blood-stained high heels, and pulled Nolan to continue walking in, her lazy and pretty face was full of arrogance.

For every soldier who looks down on people in the passageway, there will be one more corpse on the ground until no one dares to stand in front of the two of them.

"scared?"

Seeing Nolan's eyes widen, Alicia smiled, licked off the blood on the girl's face, and said, "Let me tell you this, no one in the inner ring city is worthy of pity, and a group of deaths is not worthy of pity." Offal, the only difference is whether it will be troublesome if you kill it, just get used to it!"

"Okay~"

Nolan rolled her eyes. She seemed to have underestimated the bottom line of the Holy Alliance.

The corridor at the door leads to the stands, and the two stopped to watch. One of the war games in the sand table was being played on the big screen. The evenly matched two sides had skipped the cut-off of strategic deployment, and only thousands of soldiers were left for the final charge. , someone falls and dies every second.

And their commander...

One was a fat man with a big belly, riding a war horse in the rear, howling like crazy, and still giving instructions.

The other is a handsome young man with red lips and white teeth, sitting in a luxurious box, beating his feet and chest, although he has not entered the battlefield, he is still pretending to be wearing armor and wielding a long sword.

It was obviously just a game, but the two parties were full of ritual, which made Nolan want to laugh.

Different from the cruel entertainment of the Trident Chamber of Commerce, which is on the edge of the law, the sand table game rules of the Royal Colosseum are relatively formal and rigorous.

It's just that those little pawns who are like ants naturally use their knives and guns to create a battlefield atmosphere for their masters. For them, this is indeed a real battlefield...

Alicia sneered and said, "Look, isn't it interesting?"

Nolan nodded, smiling strangely.

Humans are really an interesting race, they can endow a short life with infinite happiness, and their imagination is far better than those of the long-lived species~

"The regular customers here all have their own legions, some are slaves bought from the Trident Chamber of Commerce, some are retainers bought at a high price, of course, there are also unknown little nobles who volunteered to work hard in order to be favored by the big shots. Killing in the arena is all about being in the top position."

It can be seen that once addicted to this sandbox game, most people are willing to spend money to equip a luxurious lineup and defeat all nobles.

As soon as Nolan turned around, the two of them were surrounded by a group of high-ranking warriors wearing golden armor. The raging souls were full of murderous aura, attracting many guests to watch.

Alicia stretched her waist, just about to move her muscles and bones, when a cry came from above her head.

"You're courting death! Get out of here!"

"Yes! Prince Arnold!"

The soldiers filed in and then scattered like birds and beasts, as if nothing had happened.

As Alicia said, most lives are worthless in Avalon.

The one who spoke in the luxurious private room on the high platform was a young man with an ordinary appearance but rich clothes. He had long light yellow hair and said bitterly: "Hey, my sister-in-law, why didn't you tell me in advance when you came here?" !"

Arnold?

Nolan couldn't help laughing, she didn't expect to meet her sister's fiancé here, the expression on Alicia's face can be imagined now.

349. fig leaf

The Griffin Legion has won many battles, and Roland has become the last fig leaf of the Holy Alliance. The reputation of the Blue Shield Lords on the round table has also risen, and the nobles under his command are all proud.

The Plantagenet Kingdom from the plane of Iseran is the main force of the little prince, and the sturdy [gluttony] saint can be regarded as a dignified lord on the battlefield of the plane, and even a few princes and princesses are very popular in social occasions .

At this time, when Arnold spoke, the nobles and celebrities in the other VIP rooms and stands suddenly remembered something, recognized the two pretty girls, and stared at Alicia and Nolan with great interest.

"The eldest daughter of the Duke of Destruction, shouldn't she be in the empty island, eh, silver hair... the chaotic witch who believes in the Destroyer of Worlds next to her can't be?"

A lady covered her mouth with a sandalwood folding fan and exclaimed.

"The appearance is well-deserved, such a rude personality lacks tutoring, and there is no ladylike manners. A countryman is a countryman, and a dog can't change eating shit..."

"Tsk, may the Qiyao Goddess punish these damned heretics!"

"Ha! If the followers of the Lord of Chaos are so beautiful, then I would rather be a pagan!"

"Looking for death? If you are heard by the Rainbow Guards, wait to enter the Inquisition~"

There was a lot of discussion in the arena, and the two young ladies of the Qiao family instantly became the focus of the audience, and they didn't even care much about the battle on the screen.

Most of the people occupying the Royal Colosseum are fierce-mouthed kings, some ridiculed, some lamented, some people expected Roland to make a fool of himself, and there were not a few who wanted to take the opportunity to curry favor.

After all, the power of the little Lord Blue Shield can be regarded as the sky, even if he wants a girl to be his holy knight, the Pope will not stop him.

"Damn, why is he here!"

Alicia's face darkened, she turned her head and wanted to leave, but Nolan held her tightly.

"Why, didn't you have a good time just now?"

Er Qiao smiled brightly, and the eldest sister was so angry that her silver teeth almost gnawed.

"Damn girl! Turn your elbows out, right?"

"It's you who brought me here to mess things up. I can't walk without smashing it to my heart's content."

Alicia raised her eyebrows and said with a smirk: "Okay, that's what you said, I won't leave until I smash through the arena today!"

The poor prince didn't know that he had already provoked two evil stars, his fiancée and his sister-in-law at the same time.

Arnold beckoned, sprinkled a handful of gold coins proudly, and immediately a beautiful waiter rushed down and greeted the two ladies to the third-floor lilac box.

This is the resident seat of Lord Lanshield, and Youli would occasionally come to join in the fun. Although he doesn't care about this kind of sandbox game popular among nobles, a person of his status can't lose the platoon, no.

Several princes run their own battalions, and each has his own favorite team. Of course, the ones who love war games the most are Lord Honglian and Lord Huangyan, who has not yet landed his head.

Those two big shots have a big appetite for food, and they both like to spend sky-high prices to hire fighters, but they haven't seen them win a few times, and they can't wait to end in person.

Lord Honglian has a hot temper. It is common for all the survivors who lost a game to be thrown into the pigpen. Lord Huangyan is the host. It doesn't matter if you win or lose, as long as you make money.

You must know that the face project cannot be left behind. Arnold is responsible for training Lord Blue Shield's "legion". Usually, if there is nothing to do in the palace, he will come to Avalon to spend time in the Royal Colosseum, and find powerful slaves from the Trident Chamber of Commerce.

The Blue Shield team has a winning rate of 80.00% this season. It has only been in a stalemate a few times in the hands of two strong teams, Cangqing Wangjue and Zitan Wangjue. There is no shame in winning or losing each other.

As soon as Nolan and Alicia entered, a strong smell of smoke and alcohol came to their faces.

Arnold and his cronies were puffing and puffing, young boys and girls gathered together, talking and laughing.

This group of pampered and pampered children of aristocratic families are worse than the bear children of the Star Alliance School. The people of other city-states in the Holy Alliance are spending every day in fear, but they are huddled inside the iron wall of Avalon, and they are really one by one. land.

Alicia covered her nose and frowned, Arnold immediately smiled awkwardly, and angrily scolded the others for snuffing out their pipes and rolling papers.

Nolan looked around for a while, and was quite satisfied with the luxurious surroundings in the box, and said lazily, "Let's all go out."

"what?"

Arnold was stunned for a moment, and the other boys and girls with bright eyes just wanted to come up to meet their new friends who were quite famous recently, but they were also stunned when they heard this.

"I said get out, didn't you hear me?"

The silver-haired girl repeated it with a smile, her arrogance reaching the extreme.

Among the many vassals of Lord Blue Shield, all the prominent nobles present were present, and the worst hereditary title was on par with the Duke of Roland. How could a mere little girl be confident?

"What did you say!?"

The first person to stand up angrily was a brown-haired boy. He stood up suddenly with a strong figure, and then Nolan pressed his shoulders and forced him down on the sofa.

The huge force instantly dislocated his shoulders, his face turned pale, and the twelfth-level high-level earth soul was completely useless and was pierced through the defense by the huge force.

Nolan pressed his mouth with the other hand, lifted the skirt and "lightly" stepped on the boy's feet. With a tragic "click", the boy's toes were instantly crushed to pieces.

"woo woo woo woo!"

Beads of sweat rolled down the boy's face, but he couldn't make any sound, and passed out in less than three seconds.

"hiss......"

The other children covered their mouths, not daring to scream, and were about to rush out the door when Nolan's devilish voice echoed in the room again.

"Wait a minute, I've changed my mind. From now on, you are not allowed to move. I will interrupt any part you move!"

The silver-haired girl let go of her hand, and beckoned the guards at the door to send the brown-haired boy out for rescue, with an intoxicating smile on her pretty face, making no one dare to doubt the authenticity.

The two strong bodyguards at the door saw this scene and wanted to open their mouths, but they were stared at by the angry Major Alicia.

After measuring the gap between the souls of the two sides, Lord Lanshield's guards walked out consciously, and closed the door behind them...

The other guests were so frightened that their movements froze, and they were still in shock. They all looked at Arnold for help, and a certain fiancé almost couldn't protect himself, and full of hostility was coming from his fiancée's beautiful body.

Arnold's eyelids twitched, he couldn't laugh or cry, he probably knew about the capricious little witch in the legend.

Alicia glanced at Arnold, and the more she looked, the more upset she became, and she said coldly, "Why are you still standing there?"

"Huh? I want to go too?"

Arnold had a bitter face. The second-generation prince who had been idle the last time he met, was as docile as a sheep when he met his fierce fiancee, for fear of offending the two violent "ladies".

350. Dream Salon Invitation Letter

"if not?"

Arnold said cautiously: "Who will host the game for you after I leave?"

"It makes sense!"

Nolan raised the corners of his mouth, squinted his eyes and glanced at the hidden prince.

This kid is obviously a sub-sage, and his talent and aptitude are not weaker than Chike. He is a good seed in any temple or school.

But Arnold deliberately pretended to be a rich man, and mixed with a group of nobles to cause trouble, leaving a reputation of being mediocre and incompetent. It seems that the city is quite deep and he is obsessed with power.