Becoming a god by raising witches

Locke nodded.

The siblings said goodnight to each other and went to their respective rooms to rest.

Hannah couldn't sleep that night.

Miss Eileen, the witch, was also suffering from insomnia. Her mind was filled with all sorts of delicious food: spicy chicken, stewed beef, steak, mousse cake... and then Locke's face suddenly appeared on the cake.

She sat up nervously in bed, bit her lip, and looked up at the attic.

At this moment, Locke was already asleep in the attic.

The next day, sunlight streamed through the stained-glass windows of the attic and fell on Locke.

Locke opened his eyes, ready to stretch, but found a furry pendant hanging on his arm.

Most importantly, this pendant is biting its own arm.

And this pendant is none other than Miss Irene the Black Cat.

Eileen bit Locke's arm and fell asleep contentedly.

Is this the true meaning behind the saying in "Witch's Temptation" that any witch who sees you will want to take a bite?

Locke's eyes lit up. Since you've come to me of your own accord, don't blame me for being impolite!

He reached out and stroked Eileen's entire body of fur. The soft, fluffy touch made him tremble all over. He exhaled a satisfied breath.

"After raising it for so long, I finally got to pet it!"

Eileen was also woken up by being rubbed.

She looked at her unkempt fur with displeasure. "Human, what did you do to me?"

"I was worried you were too tired, so I gave you a full-body massage. You don't need to thank me."

"Thank u?"

Eileen raised an eyebrow and decided to transform into a human to punish Locke.

With a bang, the black cat transformed into a voluptuous young woman and pinned Locke down.

Locke's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed.

"Ah, Master, I didn't see anything."

Alice's untimely appearance interrupted their interaction.

Eileen transformed back into a black cat, haughtily stepping on Locke's head.

Locke glanced at Alice,

"What's up?"

Alice, blushing, clearly had misunderstood the relationship between Locke and the witch. She said, "I came to invite my great master to breakfast. I'm sorry, next time, next time I will definitely knock on the door. Um, there is no door to the attic, I will come up later."

"It's okay, I'm already hungry."

Locke jumped off the bed, wiped the drool left by Eileen on his arm, put on his shirt and coat, and followed Alice downstairs.

'Ah, my great master, has Miss Rococo already won him over? It must be, it must be! That dreadful witch has actually climbed into master's bed! Will she appear in the murals and take my place? What should I do? I can't beat her. Wait, I can seduce master too! That way, after master becomes a god, he won't be willing to banish me, right? Then I can be in the murals with master.'

Locke had overheard Alice's rich inner monologue perfectly.

Locke gave Alice a speechless look. Just how much do you want to be on the mural? Should I paint you on the wall right now?

Rebecca also emerged from the pipe.

In an effort to complete her soul, Rebecca has recently become quite attentive to Locke.

"My great master, did you sleep well last night? What are the plans for today? Shall we go to Mrs. Freya's?"

Rebecca transformed into a sexy, plus-size maid, following behind Locke.

"Rebecca, please change back. If others see you like this, it will affect my reputation."

Locke didn't want to be labeled a lecher.

Rebecca transformed back into her loli form.

"Okay, I didn't expect my great owner to like this style. I promise to keep it this way from now on, and even make it cuter."

Good morning, Locke.

Hannah came out of the room and saw Locke surrounded by Rebecca and Alice, and suddenly felt a little dazed.

When did so many women start appearing around my younger brother?

However, they all seem a bit abnormal: one is a vampire, one is a demon, and there's a witch disguised as a cat on their heads.

Good morning, Hannah.

The two went downstairs together and arrived at the restaurant.

Alice had already prepared a sumptuous breakfast for them.

Rebecca, not to be outdone, went into the kitchen and made delicious desserts.

The two started competing with each other in every aspect, though it was unclear what they were fighting over.

Chapter 168, Renis's Final Work

January 1st, Life Day.

Locke stepped out of his house and picked up the Tumen Times from his mailbox.

The front page headline of the newspapers was yesterday's news of Queen Katerina's assassination. According to statistics, a total of 1321 civilians were affected by the West End bombing, of whom 214 died in the blast, while the others suffered minor and serious injuries, which is enough to show the deterrent power of the bombing.

The entire West Square was destroyed and needed to be rebuilt, but thanks to the goddess's blessing, greenery has now grown on the square.

The author of this report is the editor-in-chief of the Tumen Times. Her writing is very compelling, and she also interviewed more than 50 injured civilians. After reading it, Locke couldn't help but want to find the real culprit who committed this heinous crime and bring him to justice.

Unfortunately, Locke knew that the real culprit could never be found.

Rhaenys must have been in cahoots with the Queen all along to be so passive and uncooperative.

Besides this shocking news, another news item also stood out.

Her Majesty the Queen introduced the New Recruit Act to completely solve the problem of worker unemployment and called on young people to go to the North to make a name for themselves.

Many commentators have highly praised Her Majesty's move, considering it the most effective way to solve one of the three major problems of Kosork, and that diverting the surplus labor force to the north would benefit domestic stability and the economy.

After glancing through the newspaper, Locke folded it and put it in his coat pocket.

He looked up and saw the fluttering colorful flags, the bustling crowd, the stained glass windows of the church shining brightly in the sunlight, and the white doves flying over the distant bell tower.

Green flags are everywhere on the streets of the East District, and people dressed in green are moving about, facing the rising sun, like fresh drops of water flowing into the sea, full of vitality, as well as flower carts surrounded by various flowers.

On Life Day, most people don't need to go to work, except for the sheriff's office, church departments, and related government agencies. However, the streets are twice as crowded as usual. Even in the less densely populated East End, Locke felt like he was in a May Day tourist attraction.

They didn't seem to be affected by the Queen's assassination, after all, Her Majesty was still alive and well, and the only ones who died were the unemployed workers in the West End, which had no impact on their lives.

The floats are filled with elegantly dressed young girls and boys who are contestants in the Life Girl and Life Boy elections.

These floats were all provided by the church, and the church would not reimburse them. The decorations on the floats were estimated to cost Locke a month's salary.

Those who typically participate in the Child of Life event are wealthy individuals who simply hope to gain a new honor before their coming-of-age ceremony, an honor that will greatly benefit their future careers.

Furthermore, those who have been chosen as the Son of Life have the opportunity to meet the Pope, who may grant them a wish.

This is both an honor and an opportunity.

"Vote for me! If you vote for me, you can get a free bag of flour."

"Vote for me! Everyone who votes for me will receive a brand new desk lamp."

"Send me some black tea! The finest Yorkshire black tea!"

"Vote for me, and I'll give everyone a pig!"

"Hurry up and vote for Miss Avril! Our Miss Avril is a born life girl!"

"Look over here, the most spectacular performance is here..."

Listening to their grand declarations, Locke felt that he was getting further and further away from the Child of Life.

Moreover, the fact that he had a hidden bomb inside his body made him give up the idea of ​​meeting the Pope.

Locke stopped in front of a yellow float, signed his name (which counted as voting), and then received a voucher.

With this voucher, Locke can claim a pig at the Southville Pig Farm.

As usual, Locke first went to church to pray, and then reported to the Bureau of Investigation.

Today he planned to make one last breakfast for Renis, after which he wouldn't need to feed her anymore.

"Have you heard? Her Majesty the Queen was assassinated just yesterday."

Fedor, sporting a beer belly and wearing a chef's robe, said.

"Is it time to go to the West District to offer condolences?"

"I am short and have skin like orange peel," Graf asked.

"Yes, I wonder who it was that had the audacity to assassinate Her Majesty the Queen."

"I heard that a beam of light fell from the sky and illuminated the entire Kosork. Could it have been done by the Cult of Light?"