Becoming a god by raising witches

“Your Majesty, this is all I can do. The people of Kosork will praise me for saving their humble lives.”

Lyosa Altman has no intention of dealing with the monster; he has a slight case of mysophobia and dislikes fighting with these strange creatures.

Now all he wants is to return to his alchemy lab and continue his research on the path to the stars.

"Thank you, Your Majesty Lyosa, the people of Kosork will praise your virtues."

Katerina was very polite to him, even though he looked like just a teenager.

Lyosa Altman nodded slightly, his figure transforming into countless colorful bubbles and disappearing into the carriage.

When Rhaenys discovered the arrival of the Witch of Chaos, all she wanted to do was escape the scene with Locke. She was never a dedicated or hardworking leader and would choose to slack off whenever she could.

So he immediately used the power of shadows to escape with Locke and arrived at Queen Katerina's side.

"Your Majesty, Rhaenys will be responsible for protecting your safety."

Katerina looked at the other knight beside her, Sharon Bergman, "Go help Julie, and let me see how much you've improved."

Locke vaguely sensed that the witches Julie and Sharona had grown stronger, and Katerina's words confirmed his suspicions.

Chapter 196, You don't think holding hands will make you pregnant, do you?

The Kingdom of Tumen.

The warm morning sunlight filters through the dense foliage, casting dappled and dazzling light on the roof of the Basilica of San Figueires.

The church bells then rang, waking the devout believers in the city.

Locke was already praying in the church at that moment.

Don't ask him why he ran so fast. As soon as he heard Her Majesty the Queen talking to Rhaenys, he had already slipped away and quickly entered the Church of St. Rosalind near the castle.

It wasn't because he was particularly devout and wanted the goddess's blessing, but because there was a shortcut from the castle to the church.

The distance from the castle to the gate is much greater than the distance from the castle to the church.

Therefore, Locke chose to enter the church, pray, and then leave, saving half the travel time.

Her Majesty Queen Katerina was also informed immediately that Locke had left the castle.

“Your Majesty, please hand him over to Bronya. I will bring Locke Bemon back, and if he resists, I will execute him on the spot.”

Bronya Peters knelt on the ground.

“Rock Bemon is my subordinate, I will go and bring him back.”

"Please trust in my loyalty to you," Renis said, glancing at the Queen's displeased expression.

"I'll leave this to Bronya. Renis, please handle the matters of the Church of Knowledge. I don't want those lunatics to appear on the land of the Kingdom of Tumen."

"As you wish, my great Queen."

Renis said, looking down.

Now she just hopes Locke can get as far away as possible.

Bronya Peters stood up, bid farewell to Her Majesty the Queen, and turned to leave.

Charlene Bergman and Julie Townsend exchanged a glance and simultaneously let out a silent sigh.

In their eyes, Locke Bemon was already a dead man.

Bronya Peters, with her striking red hair, mounted her steed and chased after them out of the castle.

When she followed Locke's scent to the Church of St. Rosaline, she learned that Locke had already left.

Which direction did he go? When did he leave?

Bronya Peters asked.

"East, we just left not long ago."

The clergy replied.

Bronya Peters nodded slightly, turned her horse around, and gave chase.

To the east of the castle is Mount Jeff, which was also a royal hunting ground and home to many animals.

Bronya Peters didn't know why Locke went to Mount Jeff, but choosing to end his life there might not have been a bad choice.

When the popular actress Lonia Peters caught up with Locke, he was calmly drinking water by the creek.

“Lock Bemon, Her Majesty the Queen requests your return.”

Sunlight shone on the boy's short black hair, brown eyes, handsome features, and slightly upturned lips, making him look so pure and sunny, full of masculine charm.

Bronya Peters' heart skipped a beat.

Just like when I first saw Rock Bemon, it was a feeling of being instantly smitten.

Whenever she sees a boy, she feels an urge to take a bite.

Although Bronya Peters had a good impression of the boy, she would never go against Katerina's will.

Furthermore, she believed that Her Majesty would not make a wrong judgment. Locke Bemon was a very dangerous being because of his special charm, which could very well cause the witches around Her Majesty to rebel, which would be a threat to Her Majesty and the kingdom.

Therefore, since Her Majesty the Queen has ordered that Locke Bemon not leave the palace.

So, let yourself be the last person to see the boy.

'Rebel! Let me kill you with my own hands, you captivating boy. I will turn you into a specimen and keep you forever in my chambers, so we can be together forever.'

Bronya Peters's thoughts reached Locke's ears.

Locke felt that this witch was truly terrifying.

"Your Excellency Bronya Peters, do you have any religious beliefs?"

Locke suddenly asked.

Bronya Peters didn't understand why the boy in front of her was suddenly saying such strange things, but she had faith.

In the Kingdom of Tumen, everyone has a faith: the Cult of Life, the Cult of Alchemy, and Katerina.

Her faith is in Her Majesty the Queen.

"Yes, I am willing to die for my beliefs."

Bronya Peters said without hesitation that the sunlight shone on her exquisite armor dress, making her look dashing and beautiful, like the most fearless knight.

The sword at her waist was engraved with the glory of her family, a gift from Katerina.

She never regretted being transformed into a witch by Katerina. After gaining this power, the only person she wanted to be loyal to was Katerina.

She was a fanatic.

Therefore, Locke felt that she was beyond saving.

It is very suitable as nourishment for Eileen's growth.

“Let’s go, take me back to see Her Majesty the Queen. I think she must have a lot to ask me.”

Locke said with a smile.

Bronya Peters decided to give Locke a hint to rebel so that he could die by her own hand.

“Rock Bemon, you are guilty.”

Bronya Peters pronounced the verdict like a judge.

"Yes, I am guilty."

Locke wouldn't give her a chance to make a move; let her say whatever she wanted.

Bronya Peters frowned and continued,

"The charge is that you bribed the Director of the Bureau of Investigation with your body, corrupting Renis's resolve and will, thus threatening Her Majesty the Queen's safety. Do you admit it?"

“I confess that I have indeed committed heinous crimes. I beg Your Majesty to arrest me and imprison me in the dungeon.”

Locke said earnestly, extending his hands with an expression that said, "I am willing to surrender."

Bronya Peters was surprised that Locke didn't resist at all. If that was the case, she had no reason to draw her sword at him immediately, as that would violate her chivalrous code.

Bronya Peters reached out her hand, and Locke touched her with his index finger.

The warmth, like sunlight, gave Bronya Peters a slight electric shock. Was this what it felt like to be touched by someone she liked?

She suddenly realized that something was wrong.

She had some abdominal pain; could it be from eating something wrong this morning?

Wait, why is it suddenly swollen down there?

Bronya Peters' knight's armor could barely conceal her protruding belly.

She looked at Locke with a complicated expression.

Her mother had told her that teenage girls should never have intimate contact with men, as holding hands could lead to pregnancy.

When she grew up, she realized that what her mother said was nonsense. How could she get pregnant just by holding hands?

And now, she's actually pregnant just from touching Lockemon's fingers?!

"Rock Bemon, what did you do to me?"