Becoming a god by raising witches

"Aren't you nervous? That's Her Majesty the Queen, completely different from Princess Frida."

Sieg reminded him, and whispered in Locke's ear, "She is the most beautiful woman in the Kingdom of Tumen. It is said that because Her Majesty the Queen is so beautiful, the previous king, who was also Her Majesty's father, ordered that the new currency could not use Her Majesty's face to print Mick, for fear that she would be assassinated."

"Is that so?"

Locke considered himself a master of intelligence, often reading newspapers and magazines and chatting with the kitchen staff about national affairs, but he had never heard of such a thing before. It seemed that when it came to gossip and intelligence, he still had to rely on Rebecca and Sieg.

Chapter 161, Queen Katerina

The most beautiful person Locke had ever seen in this world was probably the witch Irene.

She is perfect in both appearance and figure, and most importantly, she has the ability to change shape at will.

After hearing what Sieg said, I couldn't help but start to look forward to seeing what Her Majesty the Queen looked like.

Furthermore, Princess Frida is quite beautiful. If these beauties were to be rated, Locke would think Irene would get full marks, Hannah, Frida, Lucy, and Renis would get 9 points, and Rebecca, Angela, and Alice would get 8 points.

Wait, now is not the time to think about such trivial things.

Locke felt he was being influenced by the unconventional Seeg.

For the first time, the Fifth and Sixth Security Divisions (the Bureau of Investigation) have merged.

The senior sheriffs and investigators from the Bureau of Investigation stood in two neat rows. Director Rhaenys and Chief of the Sheriff's Court Hoganu stood side by side, and judging from the medals on their shoulders, Rhaenys held a higher position.

Therefore, Hoganu was very respectful to Rhaenys.

They started waiting at 6 a.m., just as the sun was rising, and continued until 10 a.m.

The "Queen's Crown" golden carriage, pulled by eight snow deer, then came into view.

The carriage is 18 feet (about 5 meters) long, pulled by 8 horses, weighs 3 tons, and integrates more than 100 parts that reflect the history of the Tumen Kingdom.

The wooden crown on the carriage was made from the warship "Goddess," and the wooden pieces used to make the panels came from the beams of the Church of Saint-Biroll, which was destroyed during the Kingdom War.

The carriage's lamps were made of the finest crystal, and the intricate patterns on its body were painted by renowned artists.

The carriage door handles are from the Western Continent and are inlaid with 13 diamonds and 120 sapphires.

This carriage is a rare treasure; everyone who sees it will involuntarily lower their heads, or even kneel down and kowtow.

"The Queen has arrived."

A look of anticipation appeared in Sieg's eyes.

Angela swallowed.

Dimo also straightened his collar, making himself look exceptionally neat.

Boyd tried to force a smile, creating an expression even uglier than frustration.

Robson tensed up, and Locke noticed that he was wearing high-top boots today, which made him look three to five centimeters taller, showing how much importance Robson attached to this mission.

In addition to investigators from the Bureau of Investigation and the sheriff from the Sheriff's Court, clergy from the Cathedral of Life were also in the group.

However, they appeared alongside the Queen's coronation.

Behind the luxurious carriage followed three other carriages: one was a vibrant green carriage, as exquisite and dreamlike as the veins of a leaf; another was a mechanical carriage with a punk mechanical feel, inlaid with various metal gears.

If it weren't for the need to cooperate with Her Majesty the Queen, the Mechanicus probably wouldn't have used horses, but Locke noticed that the horses they used were equipped with special mechanical devices and had unique designs.

The last one was an ornately designed, but fairly ordinary carriage in terms of shape and structure.

Inside the Life Carriage sat Cardinal Nob Stott of the Cathedral of Life, along with five other high-ranking members of the Church of Life, all unfamiliar faces whom Locke had never seen before.

Inside the mechanical carriage sat a cardinal from the Mechanic Order and six senior mechanics.

Their combat capabilities are no less than those of the investigators from the Bureau of Paranormal Investigations.

Ministers and members of parliament were seated in ordinary carriages.

Behind these four carriages were the Queen's personal guard and ceremonial guard, a grand procession that stretched as far as the eye could see.

There was also a choir of girls in green dresses.

Louisa, who was in the crowd, saw Locke and waved excitedly at him.

Locke looked at the magnificent honor guard and couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed.

Is this the grandeur of the Queen's travels?

The Queen's Crown stopped at the entrance of the Sheriff's Court.

A beautiful woman with blonde hair and blue eyes stepped down from the carriage.

She was dressed elegantly, exuding the air of a noblewoman in every gesture, and appeared to be around thirty-five years old.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Her voice is also very pleasant.

"This is Her Majesty the Queen? She is indeed beautiful, but not as breathtaking as you described."

Locke sighed softly.

Sieg shook his head. "This is Her Majesty's head maid, Madam Mora Macmillan."

So that's how it is. The real Her Majesty the Queen is still in the car?

Locke looked up and saw the figure behind the curtains, which gave him an incredibly familiar feeling once again.

"Her Majesty the Queen says we may depart."

"Mora McMillan said."

Renis mounted her horse with fluid, graceful movements, looking every bit the aloof and elegant female knight.

She glanced at the investigators; Sieg, Locke, and the others had also mounted their horses.

After learning that the trip would involve riding horses, Locke was required to cram on his riding skills, and now he can barely manage to set off.

Locke's riding posture was still somewhat awkward, but he regained his composure after sitting on the horse.

Following the previously planned route, Her Majesty the Queen was escorted to the West End by members of the Cult of Life, the Cult of Mechanics, the Sheriff's Court, the Bureau of Investigation, the Royal Guard, and the ministerial corps.

The streets were packed with citizens dressed in green clothes and hats, some of whom had been waiting there since dawn, hoping to catch a glimpse of Her Majesty the Queen.

People spontaneously appeared on both sides of the road to scatter flower petals.

Queen Katerina drew back the curtains and waved to the crowd.

Her silver hair cascaded down her back, she wore a crown and a black dress adorned with dazzling gemstones of various colors, making her look both noble and beautiful.

Locke was stunned when he first saw her.

It wasn't because of her perfect looks, but because her face was almost identical to Eileen's.

She just looked more mature and older than Eileen, like Eileen was in her early twenties.

She has shed her girlish innocence, but feels even more charming as a woman.

Could Eileen be Her Majesty the Queen's sister?

In a way, she, Princess Frida, and Her Majesty the Queen all have silver hair and somewhat similar facial features.

But Eileen and the Queen look so alike!

Seeing Locke's dazed expression, Sieg laughed.

Isn't it breathtaking?

Sieg asked.

Locke remained silent, pondering the relationship between Katerina and Eileen.

Today, Eileen declined to come to the West District, saying she wanted to sleep in at home. So, if I want to ask her anything, I can only ask her after the mission is over and I get home.

Renis glanced back at Sieg.

Sieg immediately shut up.

"Locke, stop spacing out and keep up."

"Renes said."

Locke nodded slightly. "Yes, Chief."

The surrounding citizens cheered and called out to Her Majesty the Queen.

The sound, like a tidal wave, swept across the entire eastern district.

The procession continued until it passed through the eastern district and reached the Trey Bridge.

The Trey Bridge has been thoroughly cleaned by the sheriffs and is now closed to all traffic.

But the other side of the bridge was still packed with people. Although they were not as wealthy as the people in the East District, they were all dressed in their best clothes to welcome the Queen.

People eagerly awaited the arrival of the golden carriage, their eyes fixed on it.

Locke noticed that the curtains of the golden carriage had suddenly been drawn.

A moment later, the curtains were drawn back, and the Queen, with her hair styled high, stepped down from the carriage in a simple trouser outfit.

The servants brought her horses.

Katerina mounted her horse with the grace of a seasoned female general, a stark contrast to her previous delicate demeanor.