Retired god king transferred to witch idol manager

Byron has always been decisive, and since he was a child, he has used unscrupulous means to achieve his goals. Unless he died, no one could change his mind about what he wanted to do.

Have you softened your heart?

Messiah sighed, the odds were slim.

As long as Byron still misses a little brother-sister relationship, she is still willing to call him "brother".

The fact is that Byron simply sensed the approaching death and avoided it keenly.

Messiah is smart, but in some things she is not as mature and stable as the naive little princess, and she is more willing to attribute things that cannot be figured out to luck.

Now, without hiding anything from anyone, she can leave all the bodyguards and assistants behind and walk on the school road of St. Lensa openly.

Looking back, it was incredible, like a warm and soft silver-haired girl underneath.

Even if it was a realistic dream, Messiah would not want to wake up for a while. Her campus life has just passed a week, and it will continue to be beautiful.

Thinking of this, the girl smiled sweetly.

Messiah lay on Nolan's chest, listening to her heartbeat, the corners of his mouth raised again.

Although it was subtle, the frequency was indeed getting faster and faster, and it couldn't escape her ears.

Nolan didn't feel sleepy at all, sniffing the delicious shampoo in Messiah's hair and the bursts of fragrance from his warm and delicate body, it was inevitable to rippling.

"Hey."

"Ok?"

"Do you really believe that as long as you believe in the steadfast gods, you will be blessed... this kind of illusory nonsense?"

Nolan also smiled, with an unprecedented sincerity.

"I do not believe."

"Then why do you have anything to do with Chaos..."

The Messiah tightened his sleeves, and even the lawless Diva of the Stars was afraid of the source of chaos.

"Because it's important to me."

For this reason, the power of Messiah and Zenola is indispensable. I would be sorry for the Tianhu start in the 516 girls' apartment if I lost one of them.

Messiah sighed, turned his head and lay on Nolan's soft chest, looking at the silver-haired girl resentfully.

"Idiot, just think of some crooked ideas. You can tell me directly next time if there is anything, will I still refuse you?"

After finishing speaking, Messiah's face was stained with a layer of blush. These words are quite bad, as if implying something.

"Really, anything is fine?"

Nolan bit his lip, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"Um...um..."

After receiving an ambiguous answer, Nolan got up excitedly and grabbed Messiah's shoulders tightly. His pretty face became more rosy, his lips moved, and he seemed hesitant to speak, as if he might spit out some unspeakable secrets at any time. discourse.

Eh?

Wait a minute, wait a minute, she won't really open her mouth! ?

Messiah danced and dodged his eyes. At that moment, the idol of the Federation, who had experienced countless storms and kept calm no matter how touching courtship scenes, panicked.

It's too late, it's too soon.

Nolan took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Come with me to accomplish a great cause!"

"...Okay, okay."

Messiah lowered his head, his bright face was so red that it could bleed, even though what Nolan said was not the question she wanted to hear, his body still gave a definite answer honestly.

"Ok?"

Messiah raised his eyebrows, and immediately realized that he seemed to have been tricked, "You...what did you say!?"

"Our goal is the sea of ​​stars!"

Nolan shook, but he didn't know that the blue-haired girl's face was getting uglier.

So, I waited for a long time just to hear this idiot say something silly in my sleep?

"That's all you want to say?"

The corner of Messiah's mouth twitched, his eyes were cold.

Nolan was stunned. She thought that this late-night poaching meeting would be fun, but it was just fine.

"if not?"

"Go to hell!"

Messiah raised his feet and stepped on Nolan's face, his cheeks swelled like buns, implying the imminent burst of embarrassment and anger.

But when he thought of the silver-haired girl's declaration of conquest just now, Messiah couldn't help but burst out laughing, and then lost his temper.

Unexpectedly, the mature and calm Nolan also has such a cute side.

Although, that's not a joke. For the Chaos God King, there is an essential difference between indulging in fantasy and stating facts.

"Sure enough?"

Nolan sighed melancholy, his eyebrows drooped in frustration, but he secretly raised his eyelids, peeking pitifully at Messiah.

It seems that what the beautiful girl god king learned from ordinary people is not just cheating......

"Okay, okay, I promise you, even though I don't know what you want to do, no matter where you go, I will follow you, is this okay?"

Messiah poked Nolan's cheek and sighed dotingly, which represented a certain degree of acquiescence.

Nolan's eyes lit up, and he hugged his future exclusive witch and kissed her fiercely.

"It's unbelievable. Sometimes I really feel that nothing matters as long as you are by my side. It would be great if you were really a boy."

Messiah smiled and rubbed Nolan's head. It's not that the mysterious girl had doubts, but they were all overshadowed by indescribable trust, like a long-lost best friend.

Perhaps, in this world, there is really a fate and a god's family who say so?

At that moment, a dark shadow was cast over Messiah's heart, and a mysterious vortex bloomed from the depths of the vast stars hidden in his eyes.

At the same time, there was a trace of warmth from the chaotic brand on Nolan's chest.

There is no doubt that it is the power of faith of the girl.

When Nolan warmed up, the Messiah at this moment truly believed in himself and relied on himself.

Even if she still doesn't know what kind of creature she is attached to...

46. ​​Witch Cultivation Project

A good week starts with a sunny Monday.

Nolan came out of the bathroom with his ponytail dangling after washing his face, and bumped into Messiah.

She rubbed her eyes, said good morning, turned and closed the door, nothing unusual except for the meaningful smile in her eyes, as if nothing happened last night.

Messiah is not blind, and he can see that Zenola's feelings for Nolan are unusual, and her curiosity about this incredible girl is also unusual.

No one intends to back down, so, before finding out Nolan's true intentions, the shameful "pleasure" of living under the same roof is even more addictive.

Anyway, everyone is a girl, no one loses!

After all, there are some secrets that cannot be disclosed to others. There are Messiah and Zenora, and there is also the mysterious Ekaterina, but the secrets of the three together are not as many as Nolan, the villain.

Zinola, who came a little late, trotted downstairs in her pajamas, and yelled "Hurry up" anxiously in the bathroom, and could only squat on the sofa watching the morning news of the Federation while holding back the surging tide.

Apart from some reruns of funny shows to pass the time, only the military program of the Wings of Liberty Council was on in the morning.

In the picture is a barren wasteland covered with thick smoke, and the light is scarce, but you can still see blood flowing into rivers on the devastated land, and the corpses of humans and alien demons are piled up like mountains.

The situation of the Holy Alliance on the battlefield of the abyss plane is not very optimistic, and they have already started to retreat, and they don't want to entangle them any longer.

But the devil didn't intend to let it go, and pressed the battle line near the portal stronghold of the Holy Alliance. As long as a troop dared to retreat through the portal, they would definitely attack aggressively and eat the tail that fell behind.

"It's so tragic."

Zenola twisted her legs, bit her finger and underestimated, and immediately rushed over when she heard the sound of Messiah's door opening.

Nolan took off his apron, put the well-matched nutritious meal on the table, and waited for the two picky eaters to change into their school uniforms.

As the leader of the unscrupulous and chaotic fan group, Er Qiao began to demand himself with the professionalism of a manager. Everything about the two cute believers must be handled in person, no matter how big or small!

Studies are important, but the body is also the capital of revolution.

Nolan wants to ensure that the two silly girls who are still in puberty fully absorb nutrition and thrive, and become peerless beautiful girls who are not inferior to the Qiyao Saintess in terms of measurements and appearance!

But it turned out to be a little nanny who washed underwear and rubbed his back. The difference was that Nolan was not the one who took advantage, but the one who was taken advantage of.

All in all, Er Qiao is more like a cute and handsome assistant knight~

"vegetable juice?"

With a bitter face, Zenola glanced at Messiah's lemonade with disgust, envious.

Nolan snorted coldly and said, "You have gained three catties since you came to school."

The little princess shrank her neck, clutched the soft flesh on her stomach, and cried, "You, how do you know!"

Under Nolan's horrific gaze, Zenola had no choice but to pinch her nose and gulp down the green liquid of that generation.

As the future elf queen, if she is not as good as the sexy prince, she will vomit blood.

The Messiah on the other side was also very desperate. Why was there two pieces of bacon and three blood sausages on the plate, even though it was breakfast.

This is too greasy!

"too skinny!"

Nolan's words made the singer of the stars very angry.

Messiah's seemingly graceful skinny figure is too slender, not healthy at all, and it hurts to hold her.

It feels very bad!

The last one is probably the most important....

On the table, half of an unknown creature's egg was eaten, and it was charred and black.

It seems that the lazy dragon-senpai got up and slipped back to the lair after filling her stomach. I don't know if she is used to being out at night or

The three only saw Ekaterina put on her school uniform to go to class in the afternoon, and then that afternoon, a terrible five-second earthquake occurred on the entire campus. The cause was unknown, but it was known that there was a missing building in the Baiyin campus.

They vaguely felt that it had something to do with the disgraced head of the dormitory, and because of the safety of this small apartment, they didn't go any further.

The new week of 516 is still noisy, and it is hard to tell who is training whom.

The class of the charming head teacher is still so sandy, and he instructed the students to draw a strategic map of the abyss under the pretense that they are officers of the Holy Alliance based on the records kept in the library.

As a result, Janna lay on the desk and never woke up again, probably because she was squeezed dry by the principal again (referring to work).

This is not the first time this kind of thing has happened, the Secretary-General can fall asleep almost anywhere, and often the officer giving orders is gone as soon as you come back.

Falling into the muddy pit of the mimetic battlefield when charging into the battle, or falling into the enemy's trap in the simulated retreat, she is the first creature that Nolan knows can fall asleep with her eyes open.

This also led to the fact that Huo Tengluo's military class did not pass the combat patrol course once. Terrible students paired with lousy instructors, absolutely nothing.

Being the class monitor Nolan is the most troublesome, because there is one more person to take care of in each class......

Other tutors are relatively normal, but they occasionally mix personal emotions into the classroom, which makes people bald.

For example, the climbing female teacher on the podium is currently discussing religious beliefs and cultures, and somehow it involves the difference in the concept of love between men and women.

She angrily scolded men for being big pigs, scolded her husband who had divorced a while ago, quoted scriptures, and talked about it, which opened the eyes of the students in the audience.

Cursing and cursing myself, I burst into tears again, leaving a [-]-word review for all the boys as homework after class, saying that if I can't finish writing, I won't use it for the next class.

In this regard, the beautiful girl god king was relieved.

But those boys who came here just because of their reputation and took the same courses as the three popular freshmen were miserable.

Liberal arts is Zenola's specialty. Her Royal Highness is knowledgeable. It is said that she is proficient in the mainstream common language of more than ten planes and some unpopular foreign mother tongues.

In each class, Zenola would concentrate on taking out the small notebook and leave notes in beautiful elf fonts on it, which is very pleasing to the eye just by looking at it.

Freedom is the catalyst that leads to brighter plumage in a canary that breaks free from the cage.