Becoming a god by raising witches

"Is Kai the same as me?"

Locke asked again.

Martin shook his head. "No, Kay is not like you. He is a true failure."

As expected, they were the same experimental subjects.

Locke patted Martin on the shoulder. "Thank you, Mr. Knight. I don't know your code name yet."

"Lily Knight".

Martin said.

Locke was quite surprised.

I never imagined that the Lily Knight would be a middle-aged man. Even if he wasn't a beautiful witch, he should at least be a young and beautiful woman, right?

After all, lilies symbolize pure love.

However, he immediately thought of the records in the Bureau of Investigation's files regarding the Church of Knowledge's public information that he had seen before.

The Lily Knight is skilled in disguise, her gender is unknown, and her ability is to create various doors and travel to any place through them. As a result, she has been wanted for many years but has never been arrested.

After reaching an agreement with Lily Knight Martin, Locke left the tavern.

But he did not shield himself from probing Martin's inner thoughts.

'The Infinite Serpent? If that person really has been resurrected, it proves the higher-ups' decision was correct. It seems we'll need to invest a lot of resources to feed Experiment 009.'

When Locke returned to Reindeer Manor, night had already fallen.

The deep purple night sky was dotted with dazzling stars, illuminating the country lanes and the tombstones in the cemetery.

His followers Antonia Madeline Megdalena and Finnie Salles were reunited at the manor, hand in hand, to thank Locke for his great blessing that allowed them to be together again.

Locke didn't want to eat dog food, so he sent the two of them to the vegetable garden to grow vegetables.

Hannah looked at Locke nervously.

"Locke, what happened? I can no longer go to work?"

"It's only temporary; I will solve this problem."

"Locke, is it really possible that the Mysterious Events Club has members from the Church of Knowledge? He claims to know the Azure Knight. Should I continue to make contact with him?"

Hannah recently went deep into the club and actually uncovered some clues.

But these clues are insignificant in the face of the current crisis.

"Hannah, we don't need to for now. Don't take the initiative to contact them."

I'll handle the contacting them.

Locke added inwardly.

Hannah looked somewhat disappointed, but she still wanted to know what had happened that made her move in such a hurry.

“I have offended Her Majesty Queen Katerina, which is why I am in a hurry to move out. We need to wait for a suitable time to go back.”

Locke picked up a cup of black tea and said.

"You've decided to use knowledge to teach?"

"Eileen asked."

"Yes, that's exactly what I was thinking, and we'll also need to make use of demigod-level necromancers."

Locke's lips curled up slightly, a half-formed plan already brewing in his mind.

Hannah breathed a slight sigh of relief when she saw Locke's expression.

Suddenly, the temperature in the air rose significantly.

A figure in a dark blue color appeared in the room.

Locke turned around and saw Bronya Peters, who was covered in wounds. Bronya Peters respectfully handed 20 Witch Hearts to Locke.

Locke stared in astonishment at the 20-odd purple crystals, suddenly feeling like a farmer in autumn, enjoying a bountiful harvest.

“I killed all the witches in the organization who were weaker than me, and I left indelible marks. Great master, I must go. If I stay here, I will only implicate you.”

Bronya Peters knelt on the ground and said with self-reproach.

"Okay, then you should go hide somewhere, go to the abandoned Rense Cemetery."

The Rense Cemetery is where the necromancer Rosalia Jiménez is buried. It is a place that is difficult to detect from the outside world, and even Bronya Peters' presence should be well hidden.

This is why, despite the many undead creatures hidden in that abandoned cemetery, it has remained undiscovered by the authorities for so many years.

Locke was very satisfied with Bronya Peters' efficiency.

Seeing her covered in wounds, Locke asked Eileen,

Is there any way to cure her?

Eileen shook her head. "Healing the undead is different from normal healing. I'm afraid we need to ask Finney Sares."

Locke called back Fini Sares, who was on a date in the vegetable garden.

Can you cure Bronya?

Fini Sares lifted her skirt and bowed slightly. "It's an honor to serve you."

Well, it seems that Fini Sares is in a very good mood because she is in love. She has even learned to bow politely and has not given any malicious advice.

Finnie Sares used Undead Healing to heal Bronya's wounds.

Although the whole process was somewhat disgusting.

First, black necromantic energy enveloped her entire body. Then, corpse worms crawled out from the necromantic energy and kept biting at Bronya's wounds until the rotten flesh and wounds were cleaned up.

"how do you feel?"

Locke asked.

Fini Sares: "I'm fine. Love makes me feel like I'm living in springtime, even my breath smells sweet."

"I'm not asking you."

Locke rolled his eyes and looked at Bronya Peters.

“Great master, I feel great.”

Bronya Peters said.

"Then go ahead. If you see a skeleton monster named Nana, be sure to treat her politely and ask her to give my regards to Lady Rosalia Jiménez."

Bronya Peters paused slightly when she heard Rosalia Jiménez's name.

"So Master and Lady Rosalia Jiménez are friends? Wait, is the ancient witch Lady Rosalia Jiménez still alive?"

"Yes, she was somewhere between being alive and dead, a state I would call Schrödinger's cat."

Locke said.

Although she couldn't understand the second half of his sentence, Bronya Peters was still incredibly shocked.

"No wonder, no wonder Mr. Igor West could not replicate the necromancer's abilities no matter what, because Lady Rosalia Jiménez is not dead at all."

Bronya Peters' words piqued Locke's curiosity.

But she didn't have time to explain, because staying any longer would leave her mark, and she needed to leave.

Locke could only wait for another opportunity to ask, and Bronya Peters left the Reindeer Farm.

Eileen looked at the 20 witch hearts and hesitated.

"What are you thinking?"

“If it were just one or two artificial witches dying occasionally, Katerina might not suspect anything, but if 20 of them were lost at once, she would definitely guess that I am still alive.”

"Xiao Ai, I think you're overthinking it."

Locke frankly stated, "Actually, she has always believed that you are still alive. Not long ago, she mistook me for you, thinking that I was her alter ego, and almost killed me."

"You mistook me for someone else?"

Eileen looked at Locke in surprise.

"Yes, she believes that the only reason Rhaenys betrayed her is because I am her alter ego. She is very confident that only she has the power to attract witches."

Locke shrugged, understanding the Queen's thoughts.

Eileen opened her mouth slightly, unsure of what to say.

"So you don't need to worry, she definitely knows you're still alive."

Locke said.

"Okay, I was overthinking it."

Eileen picked up the Witch's Heart and put it into her cherry-like lips.

"Won't I get indigestion if I eat 20 of them in one go?"

Locke asked with a hint of worry.

Eileen shook her head. "I can still eat."