Becoming a god by raising witches

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Locke broke out in a sweat. What time is it? You're still thinking about that kind of thing.

"Gentlemen, please get on board."

Lady Malvina led the two to a pure white carriage.

Locke and Sieg swallowed hard, a hint of fear in their eyes.

The well-dressed coachman respectfully opened the door, and Mrs. Malvina extended her hand, waiting for Sieg to help her into the carriage.

"what happened?"

Mrs. Malvina turned to look at the stunned Sieg.

"I haven't seen you use this carriage before. Did you get a new one recently?"

Sieg asked.

"This is the White Lover series carriage specially launched by Hughes Carriage for nobles. There are only 30 in the whole city. The Baron gave it to me yesterday to please me. I remember that Lady Suman also has one, which was given to her by the Earl."

Mrs. Malvina said calmly.

Sieg breathed a sigh of relief and gave Locke a look of relief.

Locke, however, always felt it was too much of a coincidence.

“Sieg, let’s not bother Mrs. Malvina today. Let’s walk back; it’s not far.”

"No need to bother you, I'll see you off."

Mrs. Malvina placed her hand on Sig.

Sieg helped Lady Malvina into the carriage and waved to Locke.

"Locke, don't hesitate, come on up, we'll be at the Sixth Sheriff's Court soon."

Considering that he is most likely Krista's target, Sieg is unlikely to encounter any danger.

Locke shook his head and decided to walk to the Bureau of Investigation or call a carriage along the way.

Unfortunately, there were no public carriages along the way.

The white carriage carrying Sieg and Lady Malvina did not move immediately, and Locke overheard the two whispering inside.

"Locke is such a considerate partner."

"Yes, he is very understanding, just like me, Mrs. Malvina, he smells so good."

"Sieg, I can't wait any longer."

"Me too."…

The sound of clapping for love reached Locke's ears with exceptional clarity, confirming that he had been overthinking things.

It's unclear how much money the coachman received from Madame Malvina to help her cover up this.

When the old baron gave this car, named White Lover, to Madame Malvina, he probably never imagined how green he would be.

Locke thought to himself, "This is what I'm thinking."

He walked for about 10 minutes when the white carriage behind him slowly started moving and quickly caught up.

Locke really wanted to complain to Sieg, that it was over so quickly.

"Come on up, you walk really slowly."

Sieg poked his head out.

Locke nodded and finally got into the car.

Mrs. Malvina was already dressed, except for some deep hickeys on her neck.

Out of concern for Lady Malvina's safety, Locke suggested,

“I think silk scarves are very suitable for elegant ladies like Mrs. Malvina, who have long, swan-like necks.”

"I feel so too."

Sieg nodded and bowed his head to remind Mrs. Malvina.

Mrs. Malvina blushed slightly and draped her thick coat over herself, covering the marks on her neck.

The vehicle continued moving forward for about 15 minutes.

"I should be there soon."

Locke opened the window, only to find himself in a completely unfamiliar environment.

This is not the Wells neighborhood.

Madame Malvina was also clearly not in a good state. She took off her thick coat, which was followed by an elaborate Rococo-style long dress that fell to the ground in layers, revealing her fair and smooth skin.

Her eyes gradually became cloudy, and she stretched out her arms and lunged at Locke.

Sieg found it hard to believe that Madame Malvina, who had just been in bed with him a moment ago, was about to pounce on his brother.

He blocked Mrs. Malvina's way and quickly picked up the clothes from the ground and covered her with them.

"Malvina, what's wrong?"

“Sig, don’t go near her. There’s something wrong with this car and with Mrs. Malvina.”

Locke grabbed Shila, kicked open the car door, and jumped out.

Before Sieg could react, he saw Mrs. Malvina chasing after him like a madwoman.

"This is where?"

Sieg asked, completely bewildered.

"I do not know either."

Locke looked at the unfamiliar street and felt a headache coming on.

"Leave it to me, trust me."

Sieg watched as Mrs. Malvina lunged at him and prepared to take off his pants.

However, one of his legs got tangled in Locke's hair, forcing him to fall flat on his face as Locke ran forward, and his body continued to move backward.

"Locke, could you please not be so rough? I can walk."

Haha, if you could walk, would I need to use this method?

Locke sneered and sped up.

Unfortunately, Lady Malvina had already caught up on her white horse, and the coachman had disappeared without a trace.

Lady Malvina stood in front of Locke, looking at him longingly.

"Why are you rejecting me, Locke Bemon?"

Snapped--

Locke's long hair swept Lady Malvina off her horse and tossed her aside.

Mrs. Malvina was knocked unconscious.

Sieg swallowed hard, looking at the unconscious Mrs. Malvina.

Mrs. Malvina's belly gradually swelled up.

“Locke, something’s wrong with Mrs. Malvina.”

Sieg said nervously, he had a bad feeling.

"She's been acting strange all along, and you're only just realizing it? Run!"

Locke mounted his horse, reached out, and pulled Sieg up with him. Although it was strange for two men to ride together, they couldn't care less when they were escaping for their lives.

The white horses charged into the boundless darkness.

There were no streetlights on this street.

Mrs. Malvina's pained voice came from behind.

Sieg couldn't help but turn around and look, only to see Mrs. Malvina already in labor.

Her stomach was ripped open, and a pair of large hands, not belonging to a baby, tore through her abdomen and emerged from inside.

That person had the same hair color, the same face, and the same imposing physique as Sieg.

He looked at Sieg and gave him a wicked smile.

Sieg felt a chill run down his spine, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he kept drooling.

“Oh no, Locke, it seems that Lady Malvina is pregnant with my son.”

"what?"

Locke asked.

"Lady Malvina just gave birth to my son, a son who looks exactly like me."