Becoming a god by raising witches

Sharon Bergman nodded slightly, realizing that she was looking for the Witch's Heart and it wasn't convenient to share information with Locke.

"Okay, I look forward to seeing you next time."

She waved, turned around, took two steps, then took two steps back, and returned to Locke's side.

Locke thought she was going to cause him trouble, but then Sharon Bergman reached out her hand.

"Could I have a few candies? I think they taste surprisingly good when added to wine."

So this is the "it smells so good" theorem?

"of course can."

Locke pulled a bag of candy from his coat pocket and generously gave it all to Sharon Bergman, hoping she would carry it with her and eat a few every day so he could sit at home and enjoy her superpowers for free.

"so much?"

Charlotte Bergman looked at Locke in surprise.

"I'm actually a confectioner."

"I can smell flour and candy on you. You are indeed a good cook."

"Thank you for the compliment. Please feel free to contact me if you need anything in the future."

"Ah."

Sharon Bergman beamed and put the candy away, deciding to treat Locke to a drink at a nicer pub next time.

The female knight Sharon Bergman left the tavern, and Locke followed her out, arriving at a cemetery.

There are many abandoned cemeteries in the suburbs, with neither priests nor gravekeepers, making them ideal places for experiments.

The ability [Affinity for the Dead] has never been tested since he acquired it. The employees at Reindeer Manor were essentially recruited by Eileen and had little to do with him, Locke. Therefore, he wanted to try it himself and subdue one or two undead.

After all, the upgraded skill "Honor of the Dead" after "Affinity with the Dead" sounds pretty good.

Although there was a terrifying Infinite Serpent within him, Locke was not entirely in despair.

I'm a man with a system, could I really be replaced?

Instead of worrying about these uncertainties, you should focus on honing your skills and becoming stronger as soon as possible.

Perhaps when my power becomes strong enough to fight against the Infinite Serpent within me, I will be able to devour its power.

The cemetery ground was covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves and wild grass, and the scattered trees along the roadside had their withered yellow leaves rustling, as if announcing the departure of life.

The tombstones, some high and some low, are partially visible; some have collapsed and deformed, and some are even covered with moss.

The cemetery was eerily quiet, with only the sound of the wind and the rustling of withered leaves, which instilled a sense of dread.

At the end of the path, in front of a tombstone, a crow perched on the tombstone and let out a mournful cry.

Locke walked into the cemetery, his footsteps rustling through the leaves, and he looked around warily, wary of anything suddenly appearing and startling him.

Although he came looking for the immortals, the sudden appearance of one still startled him.

Unfortunately, after wandering around the cemetery, Locke didn't find a single undead.

The dead beneath the tombstones are too well-behaved.

Locke had no choice but to abandon this cemetery and look for the next one.

"Could it be that the timing is wrong?"

Locke guessed.

As night fell, Locke sent his avatar to keep the appointment, while he continued searching for the undead in the cemetery.

It was Ming's first mission, and he was still a little excited.

He hoped to make a good impression on Locke.

Lochmin arrived at the Bureau of Investigation, on the floor where Renis lived.

dong dong dong-

Lockemin knocked on the door.

Renis opened the door, wearing a lace nightgown, looking completely different from usual, with an unusual gleam in her beautiful eyes.

“Beautiful Director, I can wait outside.”

Locke covered his eyes, maintaining gentlemanly manners.

Renis sniffed Lochmin's scent, a hint of surprise in her eyes.

"Are you Locke's alter ego?"

"Chief, you're joking. How could I have a clone?"

“I’m extremely familiar with this taste. If you’re not a clone, prove it to me.”

Renis reached out and pulled Lochmin inside.

"What do you mean, Director?"

"A clone can't do that kind of thing because the master would feel the same way. If your master is in some embarrassing place, hehe."

Renis decided to punish this ungrateful employee for daring to fool her with a clone. So, wherever he is now and whatever serious business he's doing, he'd better experience what social death is like.

At that moment, Locke, who was in the cemetery, suddenly felt something was wrong with his body. He turned around and saw a handsome tombstone...

Chapter 171, The Lich Queen Rosalia Jiménez

"Huh? What's wrong with me? Why does this tombstone look so graceful?"

Locke stared in surprise at the tombstone, feeling a surge of heat within him.

Oh no, could I have contracted some terrible, strange disease?

Something's not right, it's a clone.

Locke knelt on one knee, holding onto the tombstone beside him, trying to suppress his emotions. In a daze, he saw Renis's graceful figure, her amber eyes, and her full red lips.

Meanwhile, Lochmin, who had been pinned down on the sofa by Renis, also vaguely saw a cemetery.

"Director, this is probably not appropriate for us."

The honest and kind-hearted Locke did not want his mistake to cause any irreparable damage to the main body.

"What's inappropriate?"

Renis lowered her head, her black hair falling onto the tip of Lochmin's nose; it smelled wonderful and was very soft.

"Director, I have some very confidential information to tell you, so could you please get off me? You're seriously affecting my work."

Locke looked at Renis earnestly.

"Intelligence? Work?"

Renis raised an eyebrow. "It's already past closing time. We can talk about it tomorrow."

"But Director, this concerns Her Majesty the Queen's safety."

"I'm very serious," Locke said.

Renis only sat up after hearing Katerina's voice and temporarily let Lochmin go.

At this moment, the main character Locke finally got a chance to catch his breath, quickly found a pond, and jumped in.

He didn't want to do anything strange in the cemetery. Rhaenys must have discovered him and sent his clone over to tease him.

The cool water refreshed me instantly, making me feel much more clear-headed.

But soon, Locke felt a burning sensation, as well as an indescribable pleasure.

Renis still went after her own clone!

This woman clearly liked Katerina, but she still couldn't resist taking advantage of her own alter ego.

Although it was the clone that felt the pleasure, Locke also felt the same way, which greatly shocked him. He wondered if such a thing could be transmitted through a clone.

But should I take responsibility for Renis?

Theoretically, shouldn't it be unnecessary? What Ming is doing has nothing to do with me, Locke.

Moreover, given Ming's upright character, he was clearly forced into it, and if anyone should be held responsible, it should be Renis who is responsible to Ming.

Sure enough, after finishing, Rhaenys licked her lips contentedly and patted the handsome face of the lifeless Lochmin on the sofa.

"Although it's just a clone, it tastes pretty good."

"You're just a clone like me, aren't you?"

"Lockmin suddenly said."

Renis's clone paused for a moment, then smirked. "That's right, I'm a clone too. When did you find out?"

"At least the real body would care about Her Majesty the Queen's affairs, but you only want to eat me."

Locke Ming said aggrievedly, as if he had just suffered a great loss.

"So what information do you have to report to me?"

Renis's clone moved closer and lifted Lockmin's chin. She loved hearing Lockmin say no in a serious tone while his body was very honest in cooperating.