Retired god king transferred to witch idol manager

They only knew that Er Qiao's sister was very good, but they didn't expect to be so good.

St. Lunza is not the only one participating in the star fighting meeting. Outstanding students from all the colleges in the federal field will be watching the next showdown.

Looking at Edgar's back, Messiah suddenly spoke and said softly: "Master President, please keep your invitation for a while, I will let her reconsider carefully."

Edgar turned his head in surprise, stayed for a while, then nodded.

"I would be happy to serve Miss Messiah."

"Are you sure I'll reconsider?"

Nolan gave Messiah an angry look, packed up his textbooks and stretched.

Listening to the buzzing of the bell tower above, the three of them hurried down the stairs. In a blink of an eye, Edgar's words were forgotten and they began to think about today's lunch.

"Hmph, what kind of attitude do you have? I'm doing it for you. No matter what you want to do next, the Silver Wings and Wings of Liberty Council can help you."

Messiah grabbed Nolan's cheek, very upset at the ungrateful little villain.

This reminded Nolan, she took another look at Messiah, rubbed the girl's little hand, and squeezed out a big smile.

Now the Throne of Chaos needs an altar, it doesn't need to be too big, as long as it can maintain the nothingness of the Supreme Court of God and establish a Beacon of Faith.

The afternoon was the most lazy time. The three of them sat on the grass of the training ground on the edge of the golden campus, basking in the sun quietly.

The first session in the afternoon was the martial arts class. After the end, the three beautiful girls must rush to the bathroom with sweat all over, or rush in to wash together. No matter how troublesome it is to run back and forth, they don’t bother to go back to the dormitory to change clothes.

Lying in Zenora's arms, Nolan gradually relaxed and fell into a deep sleep listening to the little princess humming a song, letting a pair of skillful hands weave the beautiful silver hair into a willow braid that is very popular among the Highgarden elves.

Messiah rested his chin on his hands, and looked curiously at the cute side face of his personal assistant, and that question was still puzzling in his mind.

Why did Edgar choose Nolan among the freshmen?

The president of the student council may be weird and eccentric, but to be able to sit in that position, his ability and vision must surpass ordinary people.

What did he see in Er Qiao that he missed...

Duke Joestar's Legion of Griffins is famous, but not enough to make Edgar so gracious.

Specific beliefs, comic backgrounds, these are not sufficient reasons.

Could it be that low-key duchess that she has never even heard of?

Messiah shook her head, unaware that she had been ruled out step by step, and her speculation was infinitely close to the truth.

The powerful bell from the clock tower announces the beginning of the class. The instructor is a giant of three meters tall, wearing a steel helmet and heavy armor, like a war machine. The heavy footsteps walking step by step are the best class bells. .

49. False believers?Real fans!

The NO.6 training ground is composed of an open space and many shooting ranges. When the mimic battlefield is not open, it is like a circular playground.

Everyone in the open space raised their heads one after another, fearing that one of them would be trampled to death by the teacher accidentally.

St. Lenza's students are full of strange things, and their tutors come from various distant planes. These days, they have been named and criticized by a talking pig, so it's not surprising.

"Weak Point Breaking" is a basic martial arts class. It is somewhat weird that Messiah and Zenola, two legal ranks, take this class as an elective. It can be seen that Her Royal Highness and Star Diva are really clingy nanny knights.

The giant straightened his helmet, pointed at the students below with his big finger, counted the number of students one by one, and then gave a satisfied and silly smile, looking like a not-so-intelligent Yazi.

"Everyone is on time, that's great, hehehehe..."

The loud laughter is deafening and palpitating.

"Then, run ten laps to warm up first!"

"Eh!?"

The giant sat down on the ground, and the ten circles in his eyes were probably a matter of minutes.

But for ordinary students, running ten laps at the Sixth Training Ground, which is about the same size as the Xingyun venue, is almost the same distance as walking around the academy!

Especially the two silly girls who were not good at physical strength, they suspected that Nolan chose this kind of class to torture himself.

Messiah and Zenora stared at the cool back of the silver-haired girl with resentful eyes, while reluctantly dragging their feet to keep up with the team.

Unlike the deserted compulsory courses of the military department, as long as three people appear in the courses, they are overcrowded, and the popularity remains undiminished after a week, and even other joint schools in Liberty City have a large number of applications for transfer.

The boys who failed to get into the Crystal Campus naturally seized the opportunity, scrambling to be the first with their heads held high, like peacocks spreading their tails, trying to show their most powerful and handsome side in front of the goddess in their hearts.

However, after that incident, Messiah, who had always been calm, was unexpectedly a little ashamed at this moment, because many of these idiots were still wearing the official Throne of Chaos custom-made fan badges.

Nolan was pinched by the Messiah behind him, grinning his teeth, and frequently cast resolute eyes on the believers as a minister to show encouragement.

However, after the initial joy disappeared, Minister Witch gradually discovered a very melancholy essential problem.

The power of her faith....

over!Complete!without!have!increase!add!ah!

In other words, this group of superficial believers is useless!

Nolan sighed, and slowly realized what the problem was. This club, which seemed to be a chaotic area on the surface, was actually a support group for the four beautiful girls of 516......

The beautiful girl god king couldn't help worrying, how to make them truly worship chaos and believe in chaos.

Sure enough, you still have to make a name for yourself!

After running ten laps in a leisurely manner, Nolan wiped off his sweat and let out a long breath.

Turning around, she found that Messiah and Zenora, who had been behind for a long time, had secretly hid at the finish line under the cover of optical camouflage, and were making faces at her.

At this moment, Nolan noticed two guys who were inseparable.

They hadn't seen each other since Freshman Ball.

Lockerion was rarely wearing a gorgeous robe, and leather riding boots under his light school uniform.

Sensing Nolan's gaze, he smiled and waved his hands. His face was very handsome with sharp edges and corners under the sun, and there were always a group of chattering nympho girls around him.

Behind the Lord Son, Isabella was as fully armed as when they first met, silent.

The female warrior and Nolan nodded to each other and greeted each other in a lukewarm manner.

The sword on Lokerean's waist was inlaid with precious gemstones. It looked a little flashy, but the compelling aura revealed on his body was so real.

It seems that he is not only practicing high-level secret arts, but also dabbling in martial arts.

Nolan frowned slightly, ignoring the Messiah who was quietly approaching behind him, and his bright red pupils looked directly at the soul through Lockerion's body.

This man has complex fluctuations that no one else can compare to. The seventh-level wind language soul, the eighth-level flame soul, the strength of each of the seven main elements is around the seventh level, and the strongest light element fluctuation is close to nine. class.......

Picking out any one line alone is a terrifying talent beyond the reach of their peers, but it is perfectly compatible with Lockerion and goes hand in hand.

In time, he would be the most fearsome loyal dog of Asteria on the battlefield of the planes.

When everyone collapsed on the ground and gasped for breath, the mentor also spoke in a low voice.

"Maybe you don't know what this class is about. The so-called weakness is...weakness!"

The giant rubbed the back of his head. The lingua franca was only limited to communication, and he was not good at eloquent words.

"Let's get down to business, to put it simply, everyone has weaknesses, even legendary gods, whoever hits them will die!"

Nolan nodded, expressing his high recognition as the Goddess of Chaos.

Then the silver-haired girl turned sideways deftly, avoiding Messiah's pounce and sneak attack, and hugged her from behind with her arms around her waist, letting the silly girl struggle and flop in the air with a blushing face.

"But that's a relative concept, you know what I mean?"

The giant stretched out his hand and gestured for a while, and it was very difficult to explain. Immediately, a student raised his hand and asked, "That is to say, the weakest part of the teacher may be much stronger than our strongest part."

"Yes, that's what it means. Weakness breakthrough must first be established based on the balance of strength between the two parties."

The giant gave a thumbs up, praised the little guy, and then pointed to his head and heart.

"The Achilles' heel of most races lies in the heart and brain. This is the most obvious truth. Usually, this weakness is well protected. Armors and inscriptions exist for this."

The instructor shook his wrist, and a layer of mysterious spells immediately appeared on the armor on his body.

Many students showed surprise in their eyes, and it was the first time they saw high-level stuff from the main plane.

Inscription armor is different from ordinary armor. The various spells blessed by the creator will greatly improve personal abilities. Of course, the price is also extremely expensive. Most of the people who are qualified to equip inscriptions are quite famous and powerful, and they are called magic warriors.

"So, what I'm going to talk about are some imperceptible weaknesses, some flaws that can only be detected through actual combat observation, such as... a gap in an action."

The giant squeezed the huge stone hammer in his hand, twisted his wrist and swung it around, causing the wind to howl instantly.

"There were three flaws in my actions just now, three weaknesses that can be broken, have you found it?"

A group of students shook their heads frantically, their faces pale with fright.

If they really want to face a giant, they will turn into meat paste if this mallet is really knocked down, and it is too late to run, so how can they be in the mood to observe the flaws.

The instructor thought about it, and felt that taking himself as an example was too abstract, so he randomly selected a student.

"How about this, I invite a student with average strength to come out and give you a demonstration."

Then everyone looked at a tall silver-haired girl.

50. Inscription magic outfit

"How about this, I invite a student with average strength to come out and give you a demonstration."

The corner of Nolan's mouth twitched, hiding behind Messiah and not daring to show his face.

Take a step to the left, and the big finger follows right away, squeezes to the right, and slips up to Zinola, the damn big guy still pointing at her.

The face of the beautiful girl God King couldn't help but darken, and he could only go out silently, looking resentfully at the two little girls who were gloating and snickering.

I'm really sorry for mediocre strength?

Everyone looked at the silver-haired girl with great interest, finally being able to admire Er Qiao from head to toe openly, and looking forward to the legendary little witch bringing them some surprises at the freshman dance.

The giant squatted on the ground and said slowly: "Next, I will teach this girl how to find weaknesses in acting. I also need a classmate to come out and attack casually. Is there anyone willing to help?"

Nolan rolled his eyes, isn't this just being a target for someone! ?

The one who reacted the fastest was Zenola. She and Messiah jumped so high that they wished they could pick up their wands and hit Nolan on the head.

The eyes under Isabella's helmet were also very hot, and her fighting spirit surged. She wanted to see Nolan's true strength, and also wanted to know how she was inferior to the other party in the eyes of Lord Son.

All in all, once the target becomes the hot new witch, the scene will be full of gunpowder in an instant.

At this time, a young boy with an airplane head pushed out of the crowd arrogantly, without looking at the others, he went straight to Nolan, and said with an evil smile, "I'll play with her."

The boy was neither tall nor strong, and he was not as tall as Nolan.

He is lean and strong, wears a light fur helmet, holds a sharp giant axe, and does not wear a school uniform. His exotic attire is incompatible with Saint Lenza, and he seems to come from the polar winter.

"The savages in the ice cell will probably never learn manners."

Lockerin opened his mouth lightly, and recognized the boy's background at a glance.

The boy curled his lips, and just sneered at Nolan, with a strong hatred in his eyes

Extreme Day Snowfield is a hostile force of the Holy Alliance. Most of the plane battlefields at the junction of the two plates are evenly matched, but they have no power to resist in front of the Griffin Legion. Therefore, they have even formed a bond with Duke Joestar on the battlefield. A sea of ​​blood and deep feud, irreconcilable.

No wonder the young man came aggressively and provocatively.

On the other hand, Nolan only wore a cute school uniform, didn't have a weapon, and his expression was even more innocent and lovable.

Under Lockerin's gesture, Isabella took the initiative to stand up, drew her sword and stood in front of Nolan, otherwise, she always felt that she owed her something last time.

"I'll be your opponent!"

"You? That's fine, as long as you're a scum of the Holy Alliance, anyone is welcome. Of course, Lord Son is also very welcome."

The boy raised his middle finger, and the tomahawk was coated with a layer of blue shimmer in an instant, and the powerful water element fluctuations reached the peak of the sixth level, which shocked the other students.

Due to the harsh environment, most of the fighters in the extreme day snowfield are born with the soul color of water elements, and some of them can melt their souls and evolve into ice elements, which is quite difficult to deal with.

The boy didn't say much, he raised his tomahawk and jumped towards Bella!

The belated giant mentor nodded in approval, he was born slow, it was just a drill, it didn't matter if he changed it to anyone else.

Light green arrogance instantly appeared around the female warrior, her soul strength was astonishing, she was actually a sixth-level wind language soul warrior.

throat!

The battle ax fell through the air, hitting the ground hard, and deeply embedded in the soil.