Becoming a god by raising witches

Locke was not discouraged by his failed attempt to feed her; as long as the witch Sharon Bergman was by his side, he would have a chance.

"Who isn't? If we fail to complete the mission, we will be punished, that's inevitable."

Sharon Bergman swirled her wine glass and said,

"This liquor is really strong, but it's not bad to try it once in a while. It's quite refreshing. I like to drink. Would you like me to buy you a drink?"

"I can't ask for it."

Locke did not refuse Charlene Bergman's offer, and Charlene Bergman ordered a drink for Locke as well.

And she still took out her own wine glass.

"I always feel that the cups in the tavern are not hygienic enough. Please forgive me for being a little bit of a germaphobe."

Sharon Bergman admitted with a smile.

"Lady Sharuna, you are so approachable. You even prepared a wine glass for me. Would you mind if I drank from it?"

Locke said.

He had already decided that if the other person said they didn't mind, he would leave some saliva in the cup; in any case, that would count as a successful feeding.

Previously, the witch Sheria had been fed his saliva.

"No problem, this cup is yours. Don't let its plain appearance fool you, it's actually part of my antique collection. There are 22 cups in total, each engraved with one of the 22 ancient species of the Western Continent. Your cup has a vampire engraved on it, so it's quite a collectible."

"That's what the witch Sharon Bergman said generously."

Well, she really did mind. No wonder she's a witch with OCD and a slight collecting habit.

The two men drank from silver goblets and talked about what had happened in the West End Square.

Unable to find the Witch's Heart, Sharon Bergman hoped to get some useful clues from Locke, but unfortunately, all the information Locke gave was irrelevant and useless, only good for passing the time.

However, it must be admitted that Sharon Bergman felt pleasant talking to Locke.

Seeing that it was almost time, Locke pointed to the door and said,

“Look, that person looks suspicious. I’ve never seen anyone dressed like that in the West End before, wearing a mask in broad daylight.”

As expected, Sharon Bergman turned around without any warning, in the direction Locke had pointed.

Locke took the opportunity to drop candy into Sharon Bergman's glass, a move commonly known as drugging.

This is a special type of fructose created by Locke that dissolves in water, and it has the potential to be developed into illegal drugs for evil forces, although it has no effect other than being delicious.

"It's Princess Frida!"

Charlene Bergman stood up and was about to walk towards the crowd.

"what?"

Locke never expected that by simply using someone as an excuse, he would run into Princess Frida in this tavern.

Wait, what's she doing here? Could she be here specifically to cause trouble?

"Lady Sharuna, you haven't drunk your wine yet."

Locke reminded him.

Charlene Bergman turned around, downed the rum in her glass in one gulp, then wiped the glass as she walked, put it back into her backpack, and walked through the crowd to Frida, who was wearing a mask.

Locke received the belated feedback from the system at this time.

[Ding! Successfully fed the witch!]

[Randomly acquire one of the witch's abilities]

[Retrieving data...]

[Transform into a Moon Bear: On the night of a full moon, you can transform into a moon bear over 3 meters tall.]

[Path to Advancement: Complete 1000 Moon Bear Transformations to upgrade to Moon Bear Knight.]

[Moon Bear Knight: You can summon a moon bear over 3 meters tall as a mount, and you yourself will possess the same strength as a moon bear.]

She's a witch from the Transformation series!

I can finally transform! Although it's into a bear, and it has to be on a full moon night, at least I can transform! This is undoubtedly good news.

Locke and Frida were old acquaintances, and he couldn't just slip away after meeting her. Out of politeness, he had to go up and say hello.

So Locke followed the female knight Sharon Bergman to the princess's side.

“Charlene Bergman greets Your Highness. Your Highness, this is not a place for you. Her Majesty the Queen has decreed that you are not allowed to come to the West End for the time being.”

"Sherlock Bergman said in a low voice."

Frida looked at the female knight in surprise. "I'm dressed like this, and I'm wearing a mask. How did you recognize me?"

“I can smell that your scent doesn’t fit in here.”

Sharon Bergman possesses an exceptional sense of smell. Although the odors here are very complex, after Locke mentioned that a strange person had entered, she carefully sniffed the scent of the newcomer and instantly identified Frida.

Locke sniffed; Frida did indeed smell very nice, completely different from the sweaty, pungent smell of the West End locals.

"Okay, I admit defeat."

Frida said dejectedly.

But her mood changed very quickly. Upon seeing Locke, she immediately perked up. "Locke, what a coincidence to run into you again! I heard my sister was assassinated yesterday. Were you involved?"

“Your Highness, good afternoon. Please do not say such misleading things. I did participate in Her Majesty the Queen’s parade, but I did not participate in the assassination. In fact, I protected Her Majesty the Queen and was commended.”

Locke shrugged and said.

"What good stuff did you get?"

Frida's eyes lit up.

"It's just a short sword."

Locke patted the short sword at his waist, but did not say its name: Screaming Sword.

"Ok."

Frida wasn't interested in weapons like swords and knives, and showed little interest. "Why don't you tell me about yesterday? If you do a good job, I'll give you another reward."

Frida came to the West End to get firsthand information about Her Majesty's assassination attempt yesterday, which was said to have been witnessed by many people in the West End.

Taverns are the easiest places to find out about these kinds of things, with more detailed and exciting accounts than those in newspapers. Of course, there will be many versions, and you'll need to verify their authenticity yourself.

Frida was confident in her ability to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

"Good afternoon, Lady Sharuna. Good afternoon, Locke Bemon."

"Natal, Frida's head maid, said."

Only then did the two notice the maid next to Frida, who was also dressed strangely.

After exchanging greetings, Sharon Bergman saw the three of them out of the tavern.

"A tavern is not a good place for nobles to chat. I'll call a carriage for Your Highness. Your Highness should go back soon."

"That's what Sharon Bergman said."

“But… alright, Locke Bemon, come back with me.”

Frida commanded.

“Your Highness, I still have a mission to complete. Her Majesty the Queen has ordered us to find out the truth within three days. I really cannot go back with you.”

Locke said seriously.

He also wanted to test his newly acquired abilities, but he felt that testing them on the princess's territory would easily be discovered by the church.

“Yes, Your Highness, Locke Bemon needs my assistance.”

Sharon Bergman spoke for Locke.

Frida then stamped her foot angrily, got into the carriage with her maid Natal, and left the West End tavern.

Locke breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you, Lady Sharuna."

"You're welcome, it's nothing. Did you put something in my drink just now?"

Sharon Bergman looked at Locke with suspicion.

Oh no, I guess I couldn't hide it from the witch's nose after all?

"Sorry, it's candy. I accidentally dropped it into your cup while I was eating it."

Locke said apologetically.

"is it?"

Charlotte Bergman's expression was indeed rather unpleasant. "Although the taste was not bad, please be careful next time, at least tell me in advance."

Charlotte Bergman, who has obsessive-compulsive disorder, couldn't stand suddenly eating a piece of candy that someone else had unwrapped.

"Rock Bemon, are you going to come with me, or go it alone?"

"Shaluna Bergman asked."

"I'd better not bother you any longer, Lady Sharuna."

Locke said he wanted to be alone.