Becoming a god by raising witches

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Even in the simplest riding attire, her stunning figure was still undeniable.

Locke thought her clothes must have been custom-made, otherwise they couldn't have such narrow shoulders, such a broad chest, such a slender waist, and such a perfect curve in the hips.

She rode a pure white snow deer, having removed almost all her jewelry except for the crown on her head.

If she weren't so intent on starting a war, Locke would have believed that her actions were motivated by a desire to be more approachable to the people.

After all, most of the residents in the West End are not wealthy.

Moreover, she was about to comfort a group of unemployed workers, so dressing too extravagantly was indeed inappropriate.

Katerina waved and smiled at the crowd.

The residents of the West End erupted in even more enthusiastic cheers.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

Their eyes were brimming with tears of excitement, and they were so eager to keep going that they were like crazy fans.

If it weren't for the guards and sheriffs protecting both sides of the road, they might have broken through the human wall and rushed up like a flood.

Katerina smiled as she watched them until she saw a girl who had been pushed and fallen. At that moment, her smile faded and her brows furrowed slightly.

Just as the girl was about to be trampled, Locke intervened in time, dismounted, pushed aside the guards, and helped the girl up.

The girl had two braids, many freckles on her face, and a very thin figure, as if a gust of wind could blow her away.

"Lisa, are you alright?"

"Locke, Locke, I'm alright."

Lisa blushed. She and her sister had come to see the Queen's parade, but they got separated, and she was pushed over, almost meeting her death.

They set off at 5 a.m. in order to catch a glimpse of the Queen and walked all the way to the vicinity of the Trey Bridge area, only to find that the people there were also up very early.

Locke breathed a sigh of relief, steadied Lisa, and made sure she wouldn't fall again. He then prepared to return to the group, only to find that the guards had made way for him.

In addition, the other guards pushed the crowd back, leaving only Locke and the girl Lisa alone.

Katerina rode over on a snow deer horse.

She dismounted and went to Lisa's side, asking with concern, "Are you alright, child?"

Although Lisa is 13 years old, she is very thin and small compared to her peers due to long-term malnutrition. She looks no different from an eleven or twelve-year-old child.

"I, I, I'm fine. I'm alright. Thank you, thank you, Your Majesty."

Lisa was so excited that she was incoherent and immediately wanted to kneel down.

Katerina helped her up and said gently, "You don't need to kneel, your leg is injured."

She turned her head to look at the head maid, Mora Macmillan, who had followed her.

Ms. Mora Macmillan immediately took out a bag of money and handed it to Lisa.

"Go see a doctor and get it checked out."

Katerina ruffled Lisa's hair, and Lisa burst into tears.

"Waaaaah, waaaah, thank you, thank you Your Majesty, thank you so much."

The surrounding crowd erupted in excitement once again.

"Her Majesty the Queen is so gentle."

"She's so kind."

"Waaaaah, I'm so touched too. I wish I was the one who got knocked down."

Amidst the gossip, Locke seemed to have become the scapegoat who helped the Queen establish a noble image.

Locke's lips twitched slightly.

Katerina's gaze fell on his handsome, young face.

"What's your name, young man?"

"Rock Bemon".

Locke replied.

"Well done, let's go, catch up with the group."

Katerina said approvingly as she mounted her horse again.

Locke also mounted his horse and rejoined Sieg and his colleagues.

Angela gave Locke a thumbs up.

"Locke, you have sharp eyes; none of us noticed."

"Locke, your kindness is commendable."

"Renes said."

"Actually, Lisa was my neighbor."

Locke explained.

"Even so, your courage is evident in the fact that you were able to break away from the Queen's procession to save people."

Renis said calmly,

"Since Her Majesty the Queen has forgiven you, I will not make things difficult for you when you return. Just write a profound self-criticism."

"A self-criticism? Okay, I know I was wrong."

Locke then realized how reckless his actions had been.

Of course, if the person who fell wasn't someone he knew, he probably wouldn't have helped.

Because during the Queen's procession, any unforeseen and uncontrollable factors could lead to accidents.

If someone had malicious intentions and deliberately orchestrated the accident to gain Her Majesty the Queen's sympathy and then assassinate her, Locke's actions would be aiding the assassin.

At this moment, the ministers and members of parliament in the carriage were quietly cursing Locke.

"The people under Renis's command are getting more and more clueless."

"This is a perfect opportunity to impeach Renis."

"Fortunately, nothing happened, otherwise Locke Bemon would have been sent to the gallows."

Locke rubbed his ears, trying to block out the voices cursing him.

Moira Macmillan walked beside the Queen and spoke softly.

"Your Majesty, we're still quite a distance from the square. Shall we stop and rest for a bit?"

"No need, we've already wasted too much time."

Katerina looked at the maid, "Was that young man an investigator?"

"Yes, Locke Bemon, is said to be very close to Princess Frida, who recently gifted him the Reindeer Estate."

"That's what Mora McMillan replied."

"interesting."

Katerina understood her younger sister well. Although she seemed willful and domineering, always hanging out with all sorts of spoiled brats, she was actually quite shrewd and never crossed any lines.

Her willfulness and capriciousness were all attempts to reassure herself and avoid drawing attention to her.

It should be said that there are no innocent women in the royal family.

"The new route for the West End is said to have involved Locke Bemon, who also gave some good advice."

Mora McMillan continued.

"Ah."

Katerina nodded slightly, no longer asking about Locke, and focused on interacting with her subjects.

Half an hour later, the group finally arrived at the West Square.

Chapter 162, Long Live Her Majesty the Queen

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