Becoming a god by raising witches

Locke explained.

"why why?"

Still unable to comprehend it, Holman gradually went berserk, his body swelling up into a round ball, as he prepared to launch a final attack on Locke.

Fini Sares reached out, and Holman's soul was instantly sucked into her ring, becoming food for the ring.

She glanced at Locke indifferently.

Why is he so weak? Did I follow the wrong person? Is it too late to back out?

Holy crap, Finney Sares! You traitor!

Locke glanced at Finnie Sares indifferently and asked calmly,

"Do you want to see Antonia Madeline Megdalena?"

Fini Sares's dull eyes suddenly lit up, and she looked at Locke expectantly.

Do you know where she is?

You'll see her soon.

Locke already knows how to handle Finnie Sares; the Weather Witch is her weakness and obsession.

Having witnessed Locke and Finney Sares join forces to kill the evil spirit Holman, the students no longer doubted Locke's identity, and the curse on them was automatically lifted due to Holman's death.

"Finally saved."

“Mr. Locke, thank you. I am ashamed of my doubts about you just now.”

The students expressed their opinions one after another.

Locke nodded in satisfaction. "It's nothing. You really don't need to suggest to your parents that I get an extra 1000 gold coins as a reward. Actually, saving you twice isn't a big deal."

Locke successfully led the students to the station and took them on the last steam train back to Kosork.

The other students were better off; they were less affected by the curse and hadn't experienced the excruciating pain of being worse than dead.

Sarah and Jayne were not so lucky. They were the most deeply affected by Holman, and even though Holman died and their curse was lifted, they were still left with severe psychological trauma.

The two of them were sitting in their seats, trembling, and everyone they saw seemed to want to harm them.

Locke estimated that the two would need to be sent to a church and undergo long-term psychological treatment with Lux in order to restore them to normal, which was enough to show the extent of the suffering Holman had endured back then.

Unfortunately, she killed too many people.

Otherwise, Locke might have felt some sympathy for her.

"gone back."

Locke reached out and stroked the head of the black cat in his arms.

"Ah."

Eileen responded softly, curled up in Locke's arms, and prepared to take a short nap.

Although she hadn't participated in the fight, she was ready to use her vines to fling Locke away at any moment.

Unfortunately, the battle ended before it even began.

Unexpectedly, Locke had indeed mastered advanced necromancy. Not only was he able to subdue the unruly necromancer Fini Sares, but he could also make a resentful undead surrender directly. I had underestimated his strength.

Right now, he probably doesn't need me to protect him at all?

Thinking of this, Eileen couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Locke, who could hear thoughts, keenly heard Eileen's inner sigh, so he vigorously rubbed her head.

"Xiao Ai, what do you want for a late-night snack tonight?"

"Let me think."

Eileen tilted her head and began to think carefully.

While she was thinking, the necromancer Fini Sares sat down next to Locke.

"Master, do you like cats?"

'Finally, I can see Antonia Madeline Megdalena. I wonder how she is now? I am a necromancer, my body doesn't decay, but what about her? What if she's already turned to bones? How am I supposed to face that?'

Fini Sares thought nervously, feeling both excited and nervous.

Locke looked at the hypocritical Finnie Sares and nodded slightly.

Yes, I like cats.

"Cats are indeed a good pet."

'How do I look now? Will Antonia Madeline Megdalena recognize me? I haven't showered in ages; maybe I should take a shower first, fix my hair and makeup, or perhaps grab a makeup artist and turn her into a ghost.'

Locke glanced again at the hypocritical Finnie Sares, feeling it necessary to remind her that she was about to enter Kosork, the territory of the Cult of Life and the Cult of Alchemy, and that any trouble she caused could land her in jail.

"Cats are great pets, but they can be hard to control at times. If they go out and cause trouble, their owners will inevitably be implicated, especially in big cities where there are churches everywhere, where there may be informants everywhere."

Locke thought that he thought Fini Sares would understand his subtle hint.

"Pets really should be trained properly. If they don't behave, they should be made into taxidermied specimens."

'Even if Antonia Madeline Megdalena were turned to bones, I would recognize her at a glance. My beloved, whom I have longed for day and night, this time I will never let go of your hand.'

Finnie Sares said with certainty to herself.

Locke wiped the sweat from his brow. "So what are you doing sitting here? Are you talking about cats and pets? You're clearly thinking about the Weather Witch."

He suddenly became worried that Eileen might be offended, because the topic they had just discussed was somewhat targeted.

However, Eileen didn't care at all and was still thinking about what to eat for supper.

In her mind, how could she possibly be Locke's pet?

It's clearly Locke who's your pet, okay?

So, if Locke disobeys and is made into a specimen, it's just Fini Sares' suggestion to her master. What's there to be angry about?

Locke breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Eileen didn't react.

“Finnie, when you get to Kosork, remember to conceal your whereabouts and scent. I don’t want the people in the church to know about this.”

Locke said in a low voice.

Fini Sares nodded.

"no problem."

'I want to surprise Antonia Madeleine Megdalena, and I must keep it a secret.'

Locke looked at Finnie Sares again, never expecting her values ​​to be so twisted, and she even had an Antonia brain.

I don't know what kind of drug Antonia gave her, but she kept talking about her in every single word.

Otherwise, it's best not to let them meet for the time being.

Ever since one of his clones was killed by Rhaenys, Locke's mentality has become slightly twisted, and he can't stand seeing others showing off in front of him for a while.

Although his clones can be resurrected, he can summon them whenever he wants.

But every time his clone dies, he experiences the pain firsthand, which is extremely agonizing.

"You'll stay at the Reindeer Estate on the outskirts of the West District. Be ready to be summoned by me at any time, and I'll arrange for you to meet Antonia at the appropriate time."

Locke said expressionlessly.

Fini Sares nodded emphatically, "Yes, Master."

'This will give me plenty of time to prepare. I must first take a shower, change into my most beautiful dress, and find a makeup artist.'

Fini Sares seems to care a lot about her appearance, even though she is already very beautiful.

"Fini."

Locke called out Finnie Sares' name again.

"Master, what's wrong?"

"Actually, you're already beautiful enough; you don't need makeup at all."

Let that poor makeup artist go.

Locke said seriously.

Fini Sares paused for a second, feeling her heart skip a beat.

Whether it was an illusion or not, the moment Locke said he was beautiful enough, his shadow overlapped with Antonia's.

This made Finnie Sares' heart flutter.

“Master, could you please tone down your charm? I’m afraid I might fall for someone else, and that would be unfair to Antonia.”

Fini Sares said earnestly.

Locke wiped the sweat from his brow.

"Okay, I just wanted to say that you don't need to wear makeup, and actually you're not my type."

“Is that so? Thank you, Master. But if it were you, I wouldn’t complain even if you occasionally dragged me into the dark room and tormented me, even though my heart can only belong to Antonia Madeline Megdalena.”

Fini Sares said with a smile.