Becoming a god by raising witches

Their original target was a lecherous gentleman, but they have instead attracted a beautiful young lady.

Although the young lady was not alone, she was accompanied by a seemingly frail maid and two children.

The two thugs exchanged a glance and nodded in tacit agreement.

“Her father, old James, owes us a large sum of money and has not paid it back. We have the right to use her to settle the debt. Don’t meddle in our business.”

Chapter 131, Encountering a Fat Sheep

Frida was stunned. She hadn't expected the thug to say such a thing. Wasn't this exactly what Locke had predicted?

She turned to look at her personal maid, Natal, who nervously tugged at Frida's sleeve. "Maybe we should go back."

"It's a coincidence, it must be a coincidence."

Frida said, turning to look at the two burly thugs. One had a thick beard, and the other had a prominent scar on his face. Their common feature was a large, red nose.

"How much does it cost?"

Frida asked.

Robson was about to show his investigator's badge when Angela stopped him.

Angela wanted to see if the subsequent developments would be consistent with Locke's predictions.

“50000 Micks,” the bearded thug said, tilting his head back.

He felt he had found a fat sheep and should take advantage of it, so he quoted a high price.

"5 mcg?"

A look of astonishment appeared in Frida's eyes; the thug thought his words had frightened the young lady.

Natal whispered in Frida's ear, "That's equivalent to 5 gold coins."

Frida breathed a sigh of relief. "I just subconsciously thought he wanted 5 gold coins, which would be a huge sum for me too."

Angela rolled her eyes. "You shouldn't have said that."

The two thugs and the "bullied" woman looked at each other and realized that they seemed to have quoted too low a price.

The sheep in front of you is probably fatter than you can imagine.

"Natal, give it to him."

Frida instructed.

Natal took out her wallet, took out 5 gold coins, and handed them to the bearded thug.

The bearded thug and the scarred thug were both stunned.

They'd been hanging around the West Side for so long, and they'd never seen the real Kimmy.

The Kimmike bears the portrait of Austin Tumen, the first king of the Tumen Kingdom, symbolizing absolute power and wealth.

The bearded thug was overjoyed and examined Kimmy closely, holding him up to the sun.

Sunlight shone on Kimmick, making the crown on Austin Tumen's head glow with a golden light. He grinned, "It's real! Look, this is real gold!"

Both the scarred thug and the woman, whose face still bore traces of tears, showed expressions of surprise.

Lolita and Robson could tell from this expression that the three of them were indeed in cahoots.

Only Frida and Natal couldn't tell.

"Alright, release them."

Frida said.

"hehe."

The bearded thug waved his hand, and the scarred thug released his grip.

The disheveled woman wiped her eyes and rushed to Frida's side. "Thank you so much! You are such a kind person. You are an angel sent by the goddess. I don't know how to repay you."

Frida was flattered by her praise and said with a smile, "It's okay, it's okay, get up."

The moment the woman stood up, her eyes suddenly sharpened, and she turned and grabbed Frida by the neck.

The bearded thug and the scarred thug immediately blocked the alley's exit from both sides, surrounding the four men.

"what are you up to?"

Frida was caught off guard.

The maid Natal looked at the woman's suddenly changed expression with even greater anxiety, "Let go of my mistress! You ungrateful wretch!"

The scarred thug revealed a sinister smile.

"Haha, we've really had a lucky day today, running into a bunch of fat sheep like you! Hahaha, tie them all up!"

"Yes, a rich person who can easily come up with 5 gold coins will definitely be willing to pay enough ransom!"

The bearded thug also laughed.

The woman tugged at her clothes, letting them cover the large expanse of her snow-white chest, and looked at Frida with a wicked smile. "I've never seen such tender skin before. Did she grow up soaking in milk? I'm so jealous, sweetheart. Come back with us."

"Let go."

Frida shoved the woman away. "Just as Locke said, you bunch of liars! Robson, Angela, I order you to seize them!"

"Yes!"

Robson immediately replied, drawing his longsword to duel the bearded thug.

Angela covered her forehead with one hand. She realized that Robson was a really rigid person. Because the Bureau of Paranormal Investigations stipulated that supernatural abilities could not be used on ordinary people, and that one's identity as a supernatural being must be kept secret, Robson planned to use the sword in his hand to defend his dignity.

Angela lifted her princess dress and pulled out a massive Gatling gun.

"You're unlucky to have met me. I'll let you try out my latest weapon."

The bearded thug, the scarred thug, and the woman who had been pushed to the ground were all stunned. Before they could react, Angela had already pulled the trigger without hesitation.

bang bang bang-

Gatling gun bullets rained down like a storm, hitting the scarred man and riddling him with holes.

On the other side, the bearded thug and his accomplices, seeing the scarred man's fate, turned to run away, but Robson leaped and flipped in the air, appearing in front of them and blocking their way.

The bearded man and the woman fell to their knees with a thud.

Meanwhile, Sieg, Dimmel, and Locke, who were enjoying morning tea in the carriage, started chatting.

The food in the carriage consisted of nuts and pastries brought to Frida by her maid Natal to satisfy her cravings, as well as fine Kosork tea.

Locke sipped his tea and ate some snacks while studying "The Fundamentals of Mysticism" in his hand.

“Locke, if you’re wrong, Princess Frida will definitely punish you when she returns.”

Sieg said with a smile.

"Don't worry, I won't be wrong."

Locke said calmly.

As Dimo ​​ate the pastries, he exclaimed, "This must be the life of a princess. This is the first time I've ever tasted such tribute-level black tea and pastries."

"The taste is indeed excellent; Your Highness has a fine pastry chef."

Locke praised, his ears hearing the approaching footsteps of several people and his nose catching the unique fragrance emanating from Frida.

Frida's perfume must be unique, which is why it smells so special.

He reminded them, "Now that the person is back, put everything away."

Sieg immediately did as he was told, putting away the snacks and tea.

Dimo wiped his mouth, pretending he hadn't stolen any food.

Frida angrily pushed open the carriage door and, with Natal's help, got into the carriage, with Natal following closely behind.

"Damn liar, how dare you mock this princess!"

Frida frowned, her cheeks flushed, and she looked quite angry.

Locke tucked "Fundamentals of Mysticism" into his coat pocket and said with a smile, "Your Highness, may we continue now?"

"Locke, you knew all along, why didn't you stop me from getting off the car!"

Frida asked.

Locke broke out in a sweat. "I tried to stop you, but you didn't listen."

Frida pouted, feeling wronged. "You're such an indecisive man. Once you've made a decision, you shouldn't let anything influence you. We agreed to go to the reindeer farm, so why did we stop halfway? No one is allowed to get off the bus from now on!"

"Alright, that's what Her Highness the Princess said."

Locke's lips curled up slightly.

After everything was settled, Angela and Robson got into the car.

Where are those scammers?

Dimo asked Angela.

"One died, and the other two were handed over to the nearby sheriff."