Becoming a god by raising witches

Locke answered the Infinite Serpent's question in his mind and stopped Angela from moving forward.

“Angela, your current emotional outburst is not helpful in finding Dimo. You should calm down and think about how to rescue Dimo.”

"So you really know Dimo's whereabouts?"

Angela asked.

“I don’t know. I’m just guessing. Either the church’s higher-ups took him away, or the chief imprisoned him. But both of these results suggest that Dimo ​​is hiding something from us. Neither the church nor the chief would easily put their own people on trial, would they?”

Locke analyzed rationally.

Angela was stunned.

"Yes, I think Locke is right. We need to calm down and think of a solution."

Robson immediately echoed.

Angela nodded. "You're right. Maybe Dimo ​​really is hiding something from us, but why won't the director tell me anything? I'm Dimo's partner, and I'm also an investigator with the Bureau of Paranormal Investigations. I have the right to know."

"What if Dimo ​​is a traitor? Can you accept that outcome?"

Locke asked.

"Impossible! How could Dimo ​​be a traitor? Dimo ​​couldn't be! Although Dimo's faith in the Church of Life wasn't entirely pure, the Director was just like him, and he also disrespected the Goddess. That doesn't mean he's a traitor."

Angela roared, her small fists clenched, veins bulging on her forehead, and buds of flesh sprouting from her skin, giving her an eerie and terrifying feeling. Scattered sounds came from the villa, from insects swarming in from all directions.

"Okay, I promise you, I'll ask the director tonight. If I have any news, I'll come back and tell you. What you need to do now is calm yourself down and not lose control."

Locke said.

Robson immediately cast a calming spell, which calmed Angela down.

Angela clutched her chest, gasping for breath; the granulation tissue on her skin was hidden beneath.

"What just happened to me?"

“You almost lost control, Angela. We are freaks, and we must always remember not to let our emotions get out of control.”

Robson said earnestly.

Angela wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and nodded emphatically.

"Okay, Locke, thank you. Be sure to let me know as soon as you have any news."

"Yes, I will, Angela. You can rest here tonight."

Locke was somewhat worried about Angela's situation. She was like a ticking time bomb. He had a demigod witch by his side, and with Eileen by his side, they should be able to control her. But if he let her go back on her own, what if she had a mental breakdown and lost control? It could cause the entire area to meet their deaths prematurely.

"Can I stay too?"

Robson asked shyly.

"No, we don't have enough rooms."

Locke said seriously.

Robson lowered his head, sighed, and felt like he had reached the end of his road.

Because of Angela's urging, Locke had no choice but to go see Director Renis on his own this time.

Of course, the task of seduction should be left to Ming.

I want to live a few more years, no, several decades.

Locke left the apartment, took a carriage, and headed to the Bureau of Investigation.

With a mix of trepidation and excitement, Locke went upstairs.

Realizing there was a cockroach nearby, he stomped on it and killed it, then swatted a mosquito.

Renis opened the door and saw Locke, her eyes showing some surprise.

Today she is the original form, but unexpectedly Locke is also the original form.

"Locke, you've come."

"Director, I have something to report."

Yes, this is how it always starts with the clone Ming, and then he gets dragged in by Renis Shadow to do some exercise.

However, Rhaenys herself was not that thirsty.

She looked at Locke seriously. "Does it matter?"

“It’s very important. Actually, I was on vacation today and wanted to travel to Miss Lucy’s hometown, Matt County. I happened to pass by the old mansion of Earl Sebastião and discovered traces of a necromancer. I even found this in the Earl’s mansion.”

Locke took out the red crystal.

Renis took the red crystal and examined it. "Is this the strange object that was stolen a few years ago? Is this the only one we found?"

"Yes, but I want to use this as a clue to continue the investigation. Maybe we can recover all the strange objects."

Locke said seriously.

Renis nodded slightly and placed the red crystal in Locke's hand.

"In that case, this strange object will be temporarily entrusted to you for safekeeping. It is called the Moving Illusion, numbered C33. Its function is to recreate the history of a place where a strange event has occurred and to harm intruders."

"Thank you, Director."

Locke breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed he didn't need to use seduction; Director Renis was actually quite easy to talk to sometimes.

"Um, is there anything else?"

"Actually, there's one more thing."

Chapter 187, Second Report Against Biological Father

'This kid, so he's still thinking about that matter? How could my true form possibly satisfy him?'

'Well, I can't blame him. After all, sleeping with a witch is an unprecedented pleasure. He must be madly infatuated with my body right now. But I have to make it clear to him that we can't have a future. It's just a mistake every woman makes.'

'Would it hurt him if I said it directly? Uh, when did I start caring about other people's feelings? Locke Bemon, what a devil! Perhaps I should kill him before he completely bewitches me, to avoid affecting my loyalty to Katerina.'

Renis looked at Locke with a complicated expression, neither inviting him into the house nor immediately sending him away.

Yesterday, she met with Her Majesty Queen Katerina, which reaffirmed her feelings for her. Now, she only wants to distance herself from the strangely beautiful Locke and maintain a purely superior-subordinate relationship.

Although this is much like a cheating husband wanting to return to his family and being forced to say goodbye to his lover, Rhaenys has to do it because the other party is Katerina, the perfect Queen, who is worth giving up any man, even a treasure boy like Locke with unique charm and first-class skills in bed.

As Locke listened to Renis's thoughts, his expression became complicated. If he could summon the weather witch Antonia at any time, he would have really wanted to turn around and leave.

The woman below, all she could think about was that matter; she even wanted to kill him to silence him.

"Director, it's about Dimo."

"Yeah, I know about that, but we can't keep sleeping together."

"???"

Locke looked at Renis in surprise.

Renis realized she might have misunderstood Locke. As the director of the Sixth Bureau of Investigation, she possessed a strong inner strength. After blushing slightly, she asked,

"What's wrong with Dimo?"

"Has the church released its investigation results yet?"

Locke asked.

Renis then let him in and went to the sofa.

Seeing the familiar sofa inevitably reminded Locke of the events of the previous nights, though of course, those were all done by his clone and had nothing to do with Locke himself.

Locke swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing, and sat down on the sofa.

Renis handed him a cup of black tea.

He took the black tea but didn't drink it right away.

"The church hasn't responded yet, so they probably haven't found out anything yet. But I don't think it will take long. They have plenty of ways to get Dimo ​​to talk. There's a 90% chance that the Bureau of Investigation will need to recruit someone new to fill Dimo's vacancy."

Renis, holding a cup of black tea, spoke softly.

"What about Angela? She's been looking for Dimo ​​lately, and she suspects that you, Chief, took Dimo ​​away."

Locke said.

“Angela was raised by Dimo, so theoretically she should also have problems. I’m just monitoring her now to observe her changes. Her high-profile search for Dimo ​​has actually cleared her of suspicion, proving that she is probably unaware of the situation.”

Renis took a sip of her black tea and continued, "Why don't you go and comfort her?"

Soothe? Well, isn't that exactly what I'm doing right now?

Should we tell Renis that Angela was an experimental subject of the Church of Knowledge?

Considering the risk of Angela getting out of control, Locke decided to speak out about it.

"Director, I've actually been investigating Dimo ​​extensively lately, and I've discovered a huge conspiracy between him and the Knowledge Cult. The Knowledge Cult is attempting to overthrow the rule of the orthodox church, and they've created a batch of experimental subjects. Angela may be one of them. Dimo's arrest might be the trigger for Angela to lose control. Dimo ​​didn't leave any clues for Angela, which might have been intentional."

"Is there any evidence?"

Renis frowned.

“In fact, my father, Bud Bemon, was also a member of the Church of Knowledge, and I saw some of his entries in his surviving diaries.”