Becoming a god by raising witches

Locke exclaimed.

Rebecca, who was preparing food, poked her head out of the kitchen. "What?"

Locke and Eileen had already come out of the room, gone downstairs, and come to the living room on the first floor.

"Is dinner ready?"

Locke asked.

"It's freshly made, just a normal steak, served with a chocolate pudding dessert."

Rebecca's face clearly showed pride when she mentioned the chocolate custard pudding.

"Okay, then go and patrol the area to see if anyone is watching me and Hannah. Be careful not to miss any details."

Locke said.

"Hey, do you really think of me as your maid?"

Rebecca stood with her hands on her hips, clearly annoyed.

"Aren't we master and servant?"

Locke looked at Rebecca with a puzzled expression.

Rebecca, who loves to eavesdrop, didn't forget to leave a smoke trail at the door to eavesdrop even though she had been sent away to cook in the kitchen. So she already knows Locke's secret.

She already knew that there was no hope of reversing the blood pact with her servants. The best way now was to obediently submit to Locke to avoid being resented in the future and leading to a tragic end.

Of course, she had another option: to report Locke.

However, reporting Locke is too costly, and she would have to pay a heavy price, since she is still Locke's servant.

After much deliberation, Rebecca decided to join Alice's group and attach herself to Locke. Perhaps after Locke awakens, she will become a demon serving a god, with a rank even higher than that of an ordinary demon.

"Alright, my great master, I'll go see right now which pig-like fool dares to spy on us."

Rebecca could only vent her anger on the voyeur and decided to find him and torture him properly.

Locke finished his steak and chocolate pudding, and only after feeling refreshed did he start cooking.

Today I made pan-fried salmon with lemon.

Even if the world is about to end, we shouldn't neglect food and sleep.

Although Locke was already quite full.

If Rebecca made several steaks at once, perhaps she wouldn't have needed to go through the trouble of cooking herself.

Logically speaking, Locke only needs to make sure he cooks one meal for Eileen every day; Rebecca can take care of everything else.

The salmon was also taken from the kitchen of the Bureau of Paranormal Investigations.

Locke marinated five salmon fillets with salt, black pepper, lemon juice, and a little olive oil for 15 minutes.

Melt the butter in a hot pan over low heat, then add the unpeeled garlic and thyme.

Add the salmon, cook over medium heat for one minute, then flip and cook for another minute.

Squeeze a little lemon juice onto the plate and garnish with purple iris to make the dish look, smell, and taste delicious.

Although Rebecca and Alice don't consider human food as their staple food, Locke still made sure to prepare some for them.

On the surface, Locke treated them as servants, but in his heart, they were just his employees.

Aside from occasionally squeezing out the surplus value of employees, bosses should also show their humanitarianism from time to time in order to win employees' loyalty.

Locke had just finished when Hannah and Alice returned, at the perfect time.

Locke served the lemon-seared salmon to the table, and then took out a bottle of white wine for Eileen, Hannah, and Rebecca. Alice prepared her own drinks and took out a bright red blood bag.

Eileen sipped her white wine and ate her salmon, nodding slightly in satisfaction.

"It's alright, it barely ranks 120 out of all the delicious food I've ever eaten."

Hannah looked at Eileen and asked in surprise,

"So delicious, yet you can only get 120 in line? Miss Rococo, did you used to live in a royal palace?"

Rebecca and Alice glanced at Hannah, then at Eileen, before lowering their heads and silently eating their fish.

Their status was not high enough to get a word in edgewise.

Eileen glanced at Hannah indifferently, without answering her question.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

"Alice, did you buy the blood bags at the hospital? Did you pay for them?"

Locke suddenly spoke, breaking the silence.

Alice swallowed hard. How did I get shot even though I was lying down?

Okay, I'm the one with the lowest status in the family.

"It was given to me for free by the uncle who guards the blood bank at the hospital."

"Alice, if you don't hypnotize others, will they give you blood bags?"

“But, great master, you did not say that I could not use hypnosis, and I did not cause him any loss.”

Alice looked at Locke pitifully. She knew that a direct confrontation wouldn't work, so she could only resort to acting cute and charming.

"Don't do it again. You'll be easily discovered by the Bureau of Investigation."

Locke reminded him.

"ok, I get it."

Alice lowered her head again.

"hehe."

Rebecca decided to mock Alice properly, "You can only drink expired blood bags, you have no pride as a vampire at all. You must be living a very painful life. Why don't I end your miserable life?"

Alice frowned. "Being able to follow a great master, my life is not miserable at all. Don't you only eat the souls of death row inmates? What's there to be proud of? Where is your pride, you great demon?"

"I'm not like you, I've been in the West End lately..."

Rebecca realized she had let something slip and covered her mouth.

Locke narrowed his eyes, looking at Rebecca.

What have you been doing in the West End lately?

"It's nothing, I just did the same thing as the vulture, I really didn't attack anyone."

Rebecca explained nervously.

Alice's lips curled up. "So, Lord Demon is just like a vulture, waiting to rot into corpses."

"Say one more word and I'll bite you to death."

Rebecca extended her claws.

Alice hid behind Locke, crying, "Master, save me!"

Locke was sweating.

Hannah watched their interaction with some discomfort.

Alice used to be a very proper colleague of hers, even a bit arrogant. Who would have thought she was like this in private?

And why do Alice and Rebecca both call Locke "Master"? Did I miss something important?

Miss Rococo, could she also be Locke's maid?

No, no, that's not the case at all. Locke is more like her servant.

As Hannah thought this, her feelings suddenly became somewhat complicated.

She used to think that she could be with Locke for a lifetime because she was Locke's sister. Even if they both had families in the future, they would still be bound by blood and their hearts would always be together.

But are the two still related by blood? Even their parents are fake, so how could they be related by blood?

So, if Locke and Miss Rococo get married in the future, will I have to move out?

"Hannah."

Locke noticed Hannah's sudden drop in mood and said,

"My beautiful and kind sister, I am about to tell you something very important."

Hannah suddenly tensed up; every time Locke said something like that, she would be quite agitated.

"Rebecca, are there people watching us around?"

Locke turned his head to look at Rebecca, and the sudden question made Rebecca choke for a moment.

“I’ve checked, and there’s no suspicious person around, but I can’t rule out special methods, such as having cockroaches and ants in the house, which a weirdo like Angela could use to monitor you.”

Rebecca said.

That's true. This is a world with mysterious powers. Perhaps the other party can see everything about you from behind the scenes by holding a crystal ball.

Are you implying that Angela might be a member of the Cult of Knowledge?

Locke asked.