Retired god king transferred to witch idol manager

"you!"

Nagulan's expression changed, and she looked at the mercenaries who were smiling evilly in front of her. This group of people, who she and her subordinates should have sacrificed their lives to protect, realized that they had been teasing her.

The thin-skinned monkey who first spotted the two scratched its head and said in a low voice, "Boss, I remember that the first holy princess is really a sea clan."

"So what? How could such a coincidence happen? Even if they did, they are now in my hands. If you don't tell me, I won't tell you. What's there to be afraid of?"

The strong man pouted, turned and left.

Thin-skinned monkey thought about it and found it very reasonable, so he also laughed, and forgot to say something for a while.

Last night's shooting star had three...

The mercenary team led the two of them all the way on horseback, treating Nagulan and Saya like slaves, and the vaguely obscene and evil gaze made the Holy Maiden goosebumps all over her body.

The brawny man and the others seemed to be a patrol team of the Burning Fists. The leader of the [-]th-level spirit warrior led seven or eight high-level warriors to roam the mountains.

They took away their space rings and belongings, even the seven-color necklace on Na Gulan's chest, and took it as spoils of war.

That was the credential of the goddess' servant, the most important thing of Saint Zhan Ji, which made Nagulan angry and panicked, except for the small mouth that "the goddess will spurn you", she couldn't spit out any lethal words.

"Huh...huh..."

On the way, Nagulan's breathing became weaker and weaker, and she fell to the ground clutching her chest.

The rune shackles restrain the soul. Without the supply of water and spirit secrets, it is difficult for the sea people to fully breathe on land, and they will soon suffocate.

"Water.....give me water..."

Na Gulan stretched out her hand with difficulty.

The strong man got off the horse, squatted down holding the water bottle, and poured water on Nagulan's face with a smile, as if he was playing with a fish that landed on the shore, which made her face look better, but also more angry.

The two continued on the road with the team, their feet were worn out in the rugged mountainous terrain, and when they finally reached a hidden camp, they were already bloody.

Looking around, there is actually a large marching tent hidden at the foot of the mountain, probably not less than [-] people stationed there, and the emblem of the Fist of Fire is hanging everywhere.

A small and well-known mercenary group like the Burning Fists came here for no reason, and all gathered here?

Then what is their purpose?

Nagulan was dizzy from the pain and still confused. The two captured captives were locked in a tent. The saint no longer had the strength to stand, and fell limply to the ground, praying to the sky feebly.

Disasters followed one after another, and the two saints were reduced to this point, wearing rune shackles, and the hope of escape became even slimmer. Looking back carefully, I don't know what kind of bad luck it was.

The rune shackles of the Burning Fists Mercenary Corps were not high-level. Saya tried it, but failed to break free. If it was intact, there might be a chance, but it might be a fart when it recovers its strength.

She glanced at the poor saintess, and laughed in a low voice: "I didn't expect you to be so stupid. If you didn't think of a way to kill them with me, you would dare to report yourself."

"you shut up."

Na Gulan closed her eyes and cursed, if it wasn't for Saya, she wouldn't have suffered such humiliation.

"Do you know why we chose to attack humans in the first place?"

Saya grinned, showing her two fangs. Seeing that Na Gulan was indifferent, she said again: "The elves are proud, the dwarves are irritable, the giants are slow, the winged people are stupid, and humans, my God, humans are such a magical race. Gathering all the shortcomings of the light and lawful camp! Even if they are united as one, they can't do it, you say that if we don't pick soft persimmons, why should we play with the Obsidian Empire first?"

"what do you want to say in the end!"

Nagulan gritted her teeth and glared at Saya, who was also a prisoner.

This is the truth, the girl of the Hai clan knows it well, and the light of faith in her eyes is still unwavering, because what she sees in her eyes is by no means only the evils bred by the alliance, but also goodness and beauty, truth and sincerity.

Humans do have the shortcomings of all races, but they also have the advantages of all races.

As the most loyal servant of the Qiyao Goddess, Saint Zhan Ji's duty is to guide human beings, and she has always believed in this.

"It's nothing, just chatting."

Saya spread her hands, smiled playfully, and her words were full of sinister intentions, "Do you know what will happen next?"

Na Gulan didn't say a word, but her heart beat faster.

"That's right, at night, we will be fucked, and all the men here will get involved."

The saint shrank her neck, and an unconcealable fear flashed in her eyes, which made Saya smile even more happily, and shamelessly put aside her two slender legs.

"I don't care. It's been a long time since I released it anyway. Your pure and weak body may not be able to hold on. My lord, I hope you can forgive this group of pathetic humans who have been protected by you at that time. Be firm. Believe that the Goddess has other plans for you."

"Humph!"

Na Gulan turned her head away, her delicate body trembling slightly.

Saya laughed loudly, his eyes were full of hatred, and he couldn't wait to hear the desperate call of Sheng Zhan Ji, it must be a very beautiful voice!

Not long after, a mystic wearing glasses walked in with a staff, his status seemed not low, behind him, the strong man with an arrogant attitude obediently followed.

The mystic glanced at the two of them and chanted a spell in a low voice.

Na Gulan raised her head with difficulty, only to see a wind blade cut through the air, cutting off a little finger of the strong man.

"Hmm! My lord!?"

"This is to punish you in place of the leader. Next time, if you make your own decision, it won't be a finger."

The strong man shook his body, bowed deeply, and exited the tent enduring the severe pain.

The mystic smiled, and had no intention of untying the rune shackles, but released the chains, allowing the two of them to move freely except for the soul.

"Excuse me, both of you, I apologize to you for the rude subordinates, please come with me, the head is waiting for you."

438. Free Lunch

Na Gulan and Saya looked at each other, they had no choice but to follow the mystic through the muddy camp.

The two beautiful and charming aliens attracted a lot of strange eyes. The mystic led them to a huge tent with a distinctive appearance and stopped. Not surprisingly, it should be the head of the Burning Fist Chapter.

"What does it mean?"

Na Gulan was a little nervous, and only Saya's obscene words were left in her mind.

they don't want to...

"The head is waiting for the two of you inside."

The mystic opened the curtain, and without much explanation, he just cast a simple healing secret technique to heal the wounds on the two of them.

Saya walked in nonchalantly, and Na Gulan gritted her teeth and followed.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a huge sand table in the hall. The two commanders who belonged to humans and demons were stunned. At a glance, they could tell that this large map full of flags was Huangyan Province.

Every large and small irregular model in the sand table is a plane map, and the hollowed out part is a void, and the surrounding battlefields are clear at a glance.

The most striking one is the plane of Varian, where the flag of the Griffin and the Red Lotus symbolize the two strongest legions of human beings, where the Evil Army and the Holy Alliance confront each other.

This group of people is also paying attention to the battle between the Holy Alliance and the abyss?

Nagulan observed around the sand table for a while, and found that the secondary plane they were on was on the edge, only a thin line away from the other front.

The Sixth Sacred Legion led by Holy Warrior Harunal is fighting fiercely with the Nightmare Army at the border between Cangqing Province and Huangyan Province!

The two were watching intently. At this moment, a polite gentleman in casual clothes came out of the side hall, saw their eyes lit up, and cleared his throat.

"Forgive me, my team members are all adventurers with no education, which surprised the two of you."

The man opened the curtain and politely invited the two into the side hall. Not only did he prepare a lady's service, he also personally presented a sumptuous meal.

This is different from the plot that Sha Ye guessed. The two glanced at each other, not knowing what the other was thinking, although they were hungry, they still didn't rush to act.

"Your Excellency...?"

Na Gulan carefully examined the gentleman opposite.

The man has a calm appearance and a strong body, and his strength is quite good. He has a sixteenth-level flame soul.

"I'm the leader of the Burning Fists, just call me John."

John smiled and answered straightforwardly. Seeing that the two of them could not relax their vigilance, he picked up the knife and fork first, and took a bite of each food.

At such a tense moment, a demon and a sea tribe suddenly appeared on the border plane, but anyone with a brain would have doubts.

What's funny is that what the brawny man thinks is to enjoy and play with two beauties that fell from the sky and then sell them to the Trident Chamber of Commerce to make money. It's extremely stupid!

When this news reached John's ears, the patrol team certainly had a hard time.

Saya was already starving, so she stretched out her hands to eat, but Na Gulan was still on guard, poured out the liquid in the glass, and drank a glass of water.

"As far as I know, the first holy warrior girl should still lead the first holy army in the Yanchao theater."

John saw the Lihai tribe clearly, then looked at the glamorous demon, and smiled slightly. He had already heard the news that Na Gulan claimed to be the holy princess and captured the evil commander.

Human beings will not listen to the words of demons, Shaye simply shut up, and is too lazy to waste words.

This time, Na Gulan was not stupid, and said in a deep voice: "Mr. John, if you believe me, you should let me go immediately. If you don't believe me, then you can ask the nearest plane lord and Qiyao Temple for verification."

"So, it's true."

John rubbed his eyebrows, took out a few things from the outside and threw them on the table, and said with a wry smile: "The staff made of thousand-year-old pomegranate wood and Neptune stone, the space ring has the mark of the Holy See, and this rainbow necklace, unless You tell me [Haixin] Saint was robbed by you, otherwise I really can't find a reason not to believe you."

"In that case..."

Na Gulan breathed a sigh of relief, and finally met someone who could communicate normally.

"But the aura on your body is really too weak. It's unbelievable that Saint Zhan Ji left the legion line and ran to this kind of place, and was caught by some of my idiot subordinates."

John smiled and joked, and was almost played by mercenaries and sold as a slave. This is probably the most shameful black history of the Holy Lady. Maybe he shouldn't prevent this from happening.

Nagulan blushed, and said falteringly: "Then...that's because I was injured, and we paid a heavy price for catching the evil and fallen commander!"

"Oh? This lovely devil lady is [Greedy Blood] Saint Sayaka?"

John looked at Saya with great interest, and she also blew a kiss back affectionately, showing no fear at all.

"So you won?"

The leader of the Burning Fist Mercenary Corps touched his nose and glanced at the sand table in the hall. This is big news.

Compared with the Saint-Battle Girl and the Evil-Fallen Commander falling into his own hands, it is even more unbelievable that the Holy Alliance captured the Yanchao plane. Leaders with a little bit of strategic mind would know that Xiong must have arranged absolute combat power there.

Na Gulan took a deep breath and said seriously: "You will know in a short time that we have wiped out all the demons and regained the plane of Yanchao. I just sent her into the space to catch the escaped Saya."

"Is that so...... Poof, hahahaha!"

John nodded, shook his head again, and finally couldn't hold back a smile.

Na Gulan's pretty face flushed, and she angrily said, "You still don't believe me after talking so much!?"

Saya rolled her eyes and licked her greasy fingers. The Million Blood Vengeance Legion and the Evil. Fallen Army instantly evaporated. She wouldn't have believed it if she hadn't been publicly executed in person.

Who told Serentiya to deprive her of her little wisdom~

John smiled for a while, wiped away his tears, and apologized: "No, I'm sorry, I think of happy things!"

"You're clearly laughing at me, and you haven't stopped!"

A black line exploded from Nagulan's forehead, and he waved his arms angrily.

John spread his hands and said, "Hey, let's get down to business. Although your words are incredible, I can't question your identity other than incredible. Whether it's true or not, I'll find out in a few days. For the time, please stay here and rest well.”

"No! I must return to the battlefield immediately, my soldiers are still waiting for me!"

Na Gulan got up suddenly, but John's silent smile and calm eyes made her understand immediately.

Even if his identity is confirmed, this man still won't release the rune shackles.

"Give up, silly boy, there is no such thing as a free lunch."

Sha Ye giggled coquettishly, and mocked: "I thought Fen Rui'er was stupid enough, and only when I saw you did I know that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky."

439. Neither enemy nor friend

"you!"

That strange yet familiar name made Na Gulan stunned.

No saintess is willing to believe that Fen Ruier will betray the goddess, but she was deprived of her elemental soul and turned into a slave, with a miserable end.

Now, I don't know where this lovely (sexual) and pitiful (blessed) sister is, how is she doing?

John tidied up his collar and did not refute. He put away the staff and space ring, and only returned the necklace to the girl from the sea tribe. No matter it was true or not, he was plotting more than just beauty.