Becoming a god by raising witches

"Angela, don't run so fast."

"What does the speed of this horse have to do with me, Angela?"

Angela said with a smile.

"Then you shouldn't use your feet to squeeze the horse's belly."

Locke indicated that he had discovered it.

"Hmph, I'm just trying to help you. Don't spoil the fun. We're going to the top of the mountain."

Angela quickly left Frida and the others far behind, galloping ahead of them.

Frida refused to give up and decided to take a different path and find a shortcut.

Natal and Sieg have apparently ridden off to some unknown place for a secret rendezvous.

The team quickly fell apart.

Herbert was momentarily lost, unsure of who to follow, and ultimately chose to follow Frida.

Half an hour later, Angela and Locke had reached the mountainside, where there was a tranquil hot spring with steaming hot water.

"Wow, it's been so long since I've had such a pleasant horse ride. This horse is really great."

Angela exclaimed.

"There's a natural hot spring here! Why don't we stop and rest for a bit, and soak in the hot spring?"

Locke suggested.

"Forget about the hot springs, but I know a good way to find white reindeer."

Angela blinked her bright eyes and waved towards the hot spring.

Many butterflies flew out from the grass beside the hot spring. They were all white and almost blended into the snow. If it weren't for Angela, Locke would never have been able to spot them.

"These hot spring butterflies change color according to their environment, somewhat like chameleons, so it's normal that you can't see them."

Angela said with a smile.

"what are you planning to do?"

Locke asked.

"They definitely know this mountain better than we do. I need them to help me find the white reindeer!"

Angela spoke to the butterflies, and soon they all flew away.

Locke could only marvel at how useful the Insect Master was in this situation, whether it was finding people or items.

"Let's continue to the top of the mountain; the view there is definitely even better."

Angela galloped on her horse, and Locke held on tightly to her, afraid that he would fall off.

This is probably the innate fear of someone riding a horse for the first time.

An hour later, Angela and Locke were the first to reach the top of the mountain.

From the top of the mountain, you can see the entire Reindeer Farm. Locke discovered that the Reindeer Farm was larger than he had imagined, and it even had an orchard and a pasture.

However, there didn't seem to be many animals on the ranch, but there were quite a few fruits planted in the orchard.

Locke's first thought was to buy 30 sheep and 30 cows to fill the empty space on the ranch. Cows produce milk, sheep produce wool, and there are also chickens, ducks, and pigs, all of which he likes to eat, and he can't do without any of them.

If there were no war or any terrible strange events, owning such a manor would truly allow me to enjoy a life of comfort until old age.

But now, all we can do is build it into a shelter.

Locke's thoughts were in turmoil.

Angela, however, was waiting for the butterflies' reply.

Several white butterflies landed near her ear, fluttering their wings at different frequencies in a language Locke couldn't understand, without actually saying anything.

Angela's eyes lit up slightly. "Found it, Locke, let's go."

"Wait, let me catch my breath."

Before Locke could finish speaking, Angela had already spurred her horse and galloped away.

If Locke hadn't possessed good coordination, he would most likely have gotten motion sickness.

A few minutes later, Angela and Locke saw a babbling brook, and a snow-white reindeer was drinking water.

This reindeer is much larger than a regular reindeer; it's 3 meters tall, not counting its antlers.

Locke thought its hide could make enough winter coats for at least four people.

Its antlers are half a meter long and beautifully shaped, like natural ornaments.

Locke believed its meat must be delicious, given its robust physique.

Angela stretched out her hand, and a bee flew out from her sleeve. The bee only approached the white deer and stung it lightly, and the white deer collapsed by the stream.

For the supernatural, capturing an animal is a very simple matter; there's no need for a bow and arrow.

Locke had expected a thrilling hunting chase, but it turned out the opponent was simply not in the same league.

White reindeer are not considered strange animals; they possess no strange abilities and are as vulnerable as ants when facing those who are strange.

What kind of bee is this?

Locke asked curiously.

"Killer bees have highly venomous stingers that can paralyze nerves."

Angela looked proud; these were her secret treasures, things she rarely showed off.

"Can I still eat roasted whole deer?"

Locke looked regretful.

"Of course, it's not actually a potent toxin, it's more like an anesthetic."

Angela confessed.

The two took the white deer back with them.

Frida didn't catch the white deer, but she did catch three wild rabbits.

Dimo brought a wild boar, believing it to be the best accompaniment to drinks.

Sieg and Natal returned empty-handed, and no one knew what they had been doing for the past two hours.

Locke began to use his skills to skin and cook the reindeer.

Set up the grill and place the prepared deer carcass on it to roast.

Besides the reindeer, Locke also dealt with the three rabbits and a wild boar.

The process was long and wonderful; the aroma of roasted meat permeated the entire estate, whetting everyone's appetite.

Frida accepted the deer hide and antlers, and waited happily for the roast meat.

"Natal, why are your lips swollen? Did you encounter any bees?"

Frida suddenly asked.

"There are no bees at this time of year. I accidentally broke it."

The head maid said guiltily, glancing at Sieg every now and then.

Sieg was discussing something with Dimmer and didn't look this way.

Robson felt he hadn't contributed anything, so he helped Locke by doing his job, turning the rabbit over as instructed.

The smallest rabbits were the first to be roasted.

Locke took the sterling silver cutlery handed to him by the maid and used the knife to cut the rabbit meat into slices.

Holding the sliced ​​roasted rabbit, Locke walked over to Frida.

"Your Highness, please have a taste."

Frida picked up a piece of rabbit meat with her fork and put it in her mouth.

The roasted rabbit meat had crispy skin and tender meat, with plump flesh and even flavor inside and out. In addition, Locke's knife skills were superb, and each piece of meat retained the crispy skin and tender meat inside. Frida was conquered by the taste of the roasted meat, her eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but take the whole plate.

Locke could only share the other roasted rabbit with his colleagues, while reminding Frida not to eat too much, as there was more delicious reindeer and wild boar meat waiting for her.

So Frida reluctantly shared the rabbit meat with the head maid Natal and the others.

Chapter 135, Good News, Bad News

After everyone finished eating the roasted rabbit, the aroma of roasted wild boar and roasted venison wafted out.

The rich aroma stimulates the taste buds, making one's Adam's apple bob involuntarily.

As a princess, Frida had tasted many delicacies, but this was the first time she had experienced Locke's cooking.

The deliciousness of the rabbit meat piqued her curiosity, and she hoped to try roasted venison and roasted wild boar as well.

Wild boar is three times smaller than white deer, but after being processed by Locke, it becomes the most delicious of the three.

Locke sliced ​​the roasted wild boar meat, which the maids then distributed to everyone. This wild boar was enough to feed seven or eight people.