Becoming a god by raising witches

Sieg picked up the little girl and said with a smile,

"Okay, my sweetheart, let's go back to find Mommy."

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Chapter 93, The Demon Who Uses Public Office for Personal Revenge

Locke watched in surprise as Sieg picked up the unfamiliar little girl and affectionately called her his dear sweetheart.

Although they had spent less than half a month together, Locke believed he already knew Sieg very well, and that Sieg definitely didn't have a child that big.

Most importantly, Sieg didn't know the little girl before drinking the coffee, but after drinking a cup of coffee, the little girl became his daughter.

There's a problem. There's a problem with this coffee shop, and there's a problem with this cup of coffee.

Locke realized he had also drunk coffee and couldn't help but feel a little scared.

He stood up, grabbed Sieg's arm, and reminded him,

“Sieg, you don’t know her.”

Sieg turned to look at Locke, his eyes filled with confusion.

"who are you?"

Locke was slightly taken aback, not expecting that Sieg had forgotten about him.

“I am Locke Bemon, and you are Sig Bruce, the notorious playboy of Kosork and an investigator for the Sixth Sheriff’s Court. We were just looking at a house, and you rented it to me. We came in while passing by the café.”

Locke said seriously that he wanted to see if Sieg had simply forgotten him or if his memories had been altered.

Sieg looked at Locke with a puzzled expression, then at the little girl in his arms.

"My dearest sweetheart, do you know what he's saying?"

“Dad, we don’t have any houses to rent out, and you’re a bank employee, not an investigator at all.”

The little girl tilted her head innocently and said.

Sieg nodded and smiled.

“Young gentleman, you must have mistaken me for someone else. I am not an investigator at all. Well, I have never heard of the Sixth Sheriff’s Court. As for the café, I came in with my dear sweetheart Anne.”

Sure enough, his entire life's memories had been altered, and he remembered nothing.

Locke tried to mention Elena, the woman who had become a nun in the church.

Unfortunately, Sieg still had no recollection of it.

The two walked to the other side of the cafe and sat down with a blond little boy.

The little girl called the boy "brother," and Sieg leaned over and kissed the boy's cheek, making them look like a happy family of three.

Locke walked over, reached out, and pulled him up from the stool, heading towards the coffee shop entrance while cursing as he went.

"You debtor who refuses to pay back your money, pay it back right now! Don't think you can hide behind the kids and avoid paying it back."

Sieg was completely bewildered.

"Oh, you must have mistaken me for someone else. I don't owe you any money. I, Victor, can guarantee with my integrity that I will never owe you any money."

“Victor, have you forgotten how you got your bank employee job? If I hadn’t lent you money to bribe the interviewer, you wouldn’t even have made it to the second round.”

Locke guessed that his memory had just been altered, and perhaps the logical chain was not yet complete. As long as he could come up with a reasonable reason, it would most likely be accepted.

And indeed, Sieg seemed to agree with Locke's explanation, and exclaimed in sudden realization,

"James! You're James! Oh, sorry, James, I promise I'll pay you back as soon as possible."

An unknown force is invading your consciousness, attempting to alter your memories. New memories—James' life.

James: A wealthy man with a beautiful wife, Jenny, a two-year-old son, Tom, and a newborn daughter, Emma. He's a man who could live a comfortable and happy life without having to work hard. Recently, he encountered the only setback in his otherwise smooth life: he was swindled out of 100,000 gold coins in investment funds by a man named Milke. Therefore, he sought out Victor, who owed him money, hoping Victor would return the money. If Victor failed to return the debt, he would take Victor to court.

Would you be willing to go from Rock Bemon to James?

【whether】

Locke decisively chose "No."

[Memory invasion failed; Locke Bemon remains unchanged.]

The system prompt tone ends.

Locke breathed a deep sigh of relief.

So if this coffee shop can alter other people's memories, how do you explain that no one who comes in can leave?

Locke wanted to see if he could get out of there.

"James, I promise you I'll pay you back within six months."

Sieg said.

“Victor, I don’t believe you can pay off your debts in six months, but you can do something else to salvage the situation. That is to help me find the swindler named Milke. As long as we recover the 10 gold coins he cheated me out of, I promise you that the debt you owe me will be wiped clean, and I will never bother you again.”

Locke said that now that he knew the plot hints, he could disguise himself better and hopefully fool the coffee shop.

Sieg nodded.

“Oh, my friend, you said it yourself. In that case, let’s go find that damned liar Milke together, but only if I can say goodbye to my son and daughter.”

At this moment, Sieg's "son" and "daughter" also caught up.

"Dad, what happened?"

"The blond little boy asked."

Sieg recounted how he owed Victor money.

"...Don't worry too much, I'll handle it. After you finish your dessert, go back to your mother and tell her I'll be home a little late tonight."

The boy and girl exchanged a glance and nodded obediently to Sieg.

During this process, Locke looked around at the people in the coffee shop, most of whom were casting their gazes at him as if watching a farce.

This is a normal human reaction; there's nothing special about it.

Andy Hagen and her maid looked over, but they quickly looked away and continued their conversation about marriage.

Locke wondered if someone was controlling the coffee shop, giving it the power to manipulate other people's consciousness, but unfortunately, this wasn't something that could be seen through at a glance.

The most urgent thing is to get Sieg out of here and let a big shot like Director Rhinese solve the problem.

Locke led Sieg away from the coffee shop.

Surprisingly, no one came to stop it.

Locke pushed open the door of the coffee shop and was instantly shocked by the scene before him.

Warm sunlight shines on the clean and tidy village streets, several windmills are turning on the green lawn, a small town of redwood houses can be seen in the distance, and the fragrance of flowers is in the air.

There were no blizzards, no towering buildings in Kosork, and no trains or bustling crowds.

Sheep and sheepdogs chase each other along the village roads like best friends.

Where the hell am I? If I go out, is there any way I can come back?

Locke cursed under his breath, grabbed Sieg's arm, and stopped him from leaving the coffee shop.

Unable to distinguish whether it was the environment or reality, Locke felt that leaving the coffee shop was an irrational act.

“Victor, I think you should buy me a coffee, and then we can go to town.”

"Alright, since you insist, let's have a drink."

The two returned to the coffee shop, to their original seats.

The waiter brought coffee again.

Sieg smelled the rich aroma of coffee and prepared to have another cup.

His children came over and jumped on him. He embraced them on either side and picked up his coffee.

Locke snatched the coffee from his hand and placed it in front of himself.

"Victor, do you remember Rhaenys?"

Locke tried to awaken Sig's memories, but Sig shook his head.

Who is Renis?

"She had long black hair, amber eyes, was very beautiful and elegant, and liked to carry a pipe. Inside the pipe was a demon named Rebecca."

Locke said slowly.

The boy and girl on Sieg listened with delight and applause.

"What a wonderful story! Uncle, you must be a novelist, right?"

"Go on, I want to hear more."

Sieg smiled and patted their heads. "Uncle James is as humorous as ever, always enjoying telling stories to the children. How is Jenny? I haven't seen her in a long time."

"Jenny is still working as a streetwalker."

Locke said.