Becoming a god by raising witches

Locke introduced.

Although the name sounds a bit strange, it is the name that most people agree belongs to Eileen.

"Is dinner ready?"

"Eileen asked."

"Okay."

Locke invited everyone to sit down at the dining table.

The table was set with a sumptuous twelve-course main course, grapefruit wine, a fruit platter, and gingerbread cookies.

Parker and Parra were more nervous than ever before; they had never seen such a lavish dinner or such beautiful ladies in their lives.

Locke seemed much more at ease, even introducing the origin of each dish, which reminded him of the boring yet memorable time he spent as a food blogger in his previous life.

At least back then, I didn't have to worry about when I would die, and I was well-off, able to travel occasionally, and even go on blind dates.

Of course, before the meal, the first thing to do is to praise the goddess, since there are nuns present.

Lux took the initiative to organize everyone to pray.

Realizing everyone was starving, she thoughtfully condensed the hour into a quarter of an hour.

After the prayers were finished, everyone began to eat.

"Tonight's dinner is so lavish, Locke, did you empty your entire fortune?"

Parker asked.

"Actually, these ingredients all come from the kitchen of the Sheriff's Court. I'm prepared to take a leave of absence and go back to write a self-criticism."

Locke said honestly.

Parker and Parra were deeply moved. They never expected Locke to go to such lengths to give them a farewell party. What would they do if they lost such a good job?

“Locke, if you lose your job because of this, come with us to the North. We can form the Three Heroes of the West.”

Parker suggested.

"Don't worry, you won't lose your job because of this. At most, you'll have some of your salary deducted."

Locke patted Parker on the shoulder.

"Praise be to the goddess of life."

Lux raised her glass, which was filled with grapefruit liqueur, and clinked glasses with everyone.

Eileen silently ate her grilled fish, and while they were busy drinking and chatting, she finished two-thirds of the fish by herself.

She didn't like the food Rebecca and Alice made because it wasn't delicious enough.

She's a sharp-tongued witch, and now, apart from Locke's cooking skills, everyone else is just a food transporter in her eyes.

"Miss Lux, may nuns drink alcohol?"

"Para asked curiously."

"Yes, drinking alcohol is permitted on Life Day, and grapefruit wine is theoretically not an alcoholic beverage, but a type of drink."

Lux smiled and explained.

Alice also tasted fresh blood during this rare holiday.

This is her reward for helping in the kitchen.

Although it's all blood from chickens, ducks, and fish, it's still relatively fresh.

"Alice, why don't you drink grapefruit wine, but wine instead?"

In Parker and Parra's eyes, Alice was also drinking alcohol.

To others, she was drinking blood.

Locke simply added spices to her blood drink to remove the fishy smell, so that Parker and Para couldn't smell it.

"Because I like red."

Alice said, glancing at Parker's carotid artery before quickly looking away, afraid of being caught by Locke.

Lux found it a little strange.

Why is the vampire Locke keeps drinking animal blood? Doesn't he provide his own blood?

Locke heard her thoughts and explained,

"Alice has unique tastes; she loves animals."

"So that's it."

Lux nodded.

Parker and Parra were a little confused. What did red have to do with animals?

With so many beautiful women at the table, Alice's uniqueness was quickly overlooked.

Parker and Para discovered that Miss Rococo really enjoyed grilled fish, and besides that, she only drank a little grapefruit wine.

Miss Rebecca doesn't like to eat anything, but she loves to hear people praise her cooking skills.

Miss Alice only drinks alcohol, red wine.

Miss Lux eats a little bit of everything, but I don't know if it's to maintain her figure, she doesn't eat much.

This made them feel a little embarrassed, even though they originally wanted to eat freely, for fear of being disliked by the ladies.

Locke, on the other hand, ate more than anyone else.

After transforming back into his original druid form, Locke felt his stomach had more than doubled in size.

These delicious dishes are just right to fill my empty stomach.

"Don't be shy, eat more."

Locke offered to serve food to the two brothers.

The dinner was a very pleasant one.

After the meal, Parker, Para, and Sister Lux bid farewell to Locke and the others and began their journey home.

Sister Lux even offered to give Parker and Parra a ride back to the West End.

She was a helpful nun.

On the carriage, Lux granted their wish, taking their hands and blessing them.

"May you return safely from the battlefield, and may the goddess of life protect you."

"Miss Lux, thank you."

Parker and Para originally wanted to have a late-night snack with Locke at the Rose Theater, but under Lux's holy radiance, they completely abandoned that idea and only wanted to be devout believers.

Of course, it could also be because you can no longer find such a beautiful girl at the Rose Theater.

The two returned to their rented apartment in the West End, feeling as if everything that had happened that day was an unbelievable dream.

What's most infuriating is that the protagonist Locke in the dream is surrounded by so many beautiful women.

I wonder how he'll spend his night.

Will those two pretty maids warm his bed?

At this moment, Locke, who had been thinking about him, had eaten and drunk his fill and began to plan what he should do during his three-day vacation.

Eileen has mastered healing magic and can become her own healer, which means she can go to the graveyard again and have a heart-to-heart talk with the necromancer.

If I could learn life magic and combine it with necromancy, could I try to create a world myself? A safe world.

If Hannah were hidden in this world before the war started, would it be possible to isolate her from malicious interference from the outside world and keep the seed within her in a closed state?

Would this save Hannah?

Chapter 182, The Soul of a Traitor

It's been four days since World Life Day.

The Kingdom of Tumen was immersed in a fervent atmosphere, not because the festive spirit was still spreading, but because the overwhelming news reports and public opinion guidance had ignited public discontent with Eytonburg.

Most people are slow to realize things; they need guidance and time to develop their understanding.

"Aytonburg has actually attacked Her Majesty the Queen! This is absolutely intolerable!"

"Yes, Aidenburg actually sent assassins to kill our great Queen. Is it trying to start a war?"

“Didn’t we sign a 10-year ceasefire agreement with Aidenburg, and a covenant for the joint governance of the snowfields? Aidenburg is trying to tear up the agreement and covenant, which is a breach of faith.”

"Damn the Dork royal family, shameless bastards. I heard that when the old king was alive, they even sent people to propose marriage, hoping to marry Her Majesty the Queen, but they were rejected. Maybe they have been holding a grudge ever since because of that."

"If I weren't so old, I would love to join the army in the North with the young people and fight our way to the capital, Aidenburg!"

"I hope Her Majesty will not be too lenient with them; this matter must be investigated and those responsible brought to justice."

Such discussions could be heard everywhere, even in the streets and alleys. Locke, with his exceptional hearing, could hear his neighbors talking even while lying at home.

Locke opened his eyes and sat up from the attic bed.