Becoming a god by raising witches

Chapter 40, Punishment Must Be Accepted

Lloyd was so angry that his obese body began to tremble. Since he became editor-in-chief, no one except his uncle had ever dared to treat him like this.

Every reporter from those newspapers was subservient to her; even Hannah, who was full of a sense of justice, dared not talk back to her.

“If you don’t get out of here, I’ll tell everyone about how you drove Weina to her death, and have Weina’s family beat you to death right here. You may not know, but Weina’s father is a man who would do anything for his daughter, even if it means spending the rest of his life in prison. I believe he would be willing to do it.”

Locke's eyes were cold, and his tone was resolute.

Lloyd stared wide-eyed at Locke in disbelief.

He could sense that the boy was serious; if he didn't leave soon, the boy would gather Vina's friends and family and give him a good beating.

Especially Wei Na's fierce-looking father, who was said to have been a prison guard. Although he has now retired, his menacing aura is still frightening.

Lloyd, a bully who preys on the weak and fears the strong, covered his face, saying, "This is slander! Slander!" as he turned and fled in panic.

As he fled, he accidentally collided with a golden retriever that was charging at him. He scrambled to his feet and kicked the golden retriever hard.

This golden retriever is an old friend of Via's father, Yuri Bourd, and is 13 years old. It is usually very docile, but after being kicked to the ground, it let out a painful whimper.

Lloyd spat at the whimpering golden retriever, turned back and gave Locke and Hannah a venomous look before quickening his pace.

Locke, through his behavior, realized that Vella's death was indeed related to him.

Looking at his life bar, which still had 50 years left, and the golden retriever's life bar, which only had one month left.

Locke activated his [Acuity of Hearing] skill, taking in all sounds within a 100-meter radius. After confirming that he didn't hear the two familiar voices from the Bureau of Investigation, he then activated his [Life Control] skill on Lloyd's back.

Lloyd's lifespan was swapped with that of the Golden Retriever.

Lloyd's life bar was visibly shortening, while the golden retriever's life bar was rapidly lengthening.

Locke was certain that Yuri Burd's golden retriever could successfully send Yuri Burd away as well, and spend the rest of his life with Eri.

Locke was somewhat weak after unleashing two skills in one go. He plopped down on the lawn, panting heavily.

Hannah assumed that her brother must be feeling lingering fear because he had just slapped Lloyd hard and berated him.

She was both touched and worried. Only after receiving confirmation that Locke was alright did she walk over to the golden retriever and crouch down to check on him.

Lloyd walked out of the cemetery and got into the carriage, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

The golden retriever lying on the lawn stopped whimpering, and when Hannah checked its injuries, it wagged its tail obediently and stuck out its tongue.

"Great, Jerry looks okay."

Hannah breathed a sigh of relief and ruffled the golden retriever's hair.

“Vena just left, you can’t fall down, otherwise Uncle Yuri won’t be able to hold on.”

Jerry the golden retriever barked, seemingly in response to Hannah.

The black cat silently witnessed everything, its eyes narrowing.

After making sure the golden retriever wasn't hurt, Hannah nervously looked at her younger brother, Locke.

"Locke, are you sure? Is Véna's death related to Lloyd?"

“I overheard people from the newspaper talking about this in the restroom. I’m not sure, but his behavior just now suggests that this matter is most likely related to him.”

Locke told the truth.

Hannah seemed to suddenly understand, and then fell into deep self-blame.

"It's all my fault. I should have reminded Vina. It's all my fault."

"Hannah, what do you know?"

“Lloyd had previously asked me to be his mistress, and I thought he only said that to me. I was so naive. He must have said it to Werner as well and done something terrible to her. Otherwise, given Werner’s personality, she would never have committed suicide.”

Hannah said, her eyes red-rimmed.

"Blame me."

"No, this is not your fault."

Locke patted Hannah on the shoulder, offering words of comfort.

The golden retriever barked again, seemingly trying to comfort Hannah.

A black cat had somehow taken up residence on its back.

Although the golden retriever was reluctant, it seemed to have no choice, as the black cat held a superior position over it.

Whenever it tried to resist, the black cat would punish it with a claw, making Jerry howl in pain.

Hannah wouldn't scold Ai for a cat and a dog fighting.

Locke saw the look in Eileen's eyes and knew she had seen through everything.

He decided to find an opportunity to be alone with the witch Irene and "confess" some things to her.

“I must make Lloyd pay the price.”

Hannah clenched her fists, her eyes filled with anger. She even wished she could turn back time so that when Locke was hitting Lloyd, she could rush up and punch him hard.

He has already paid the price.

Locke thought so, but given that Lloyd had tarnished Hannah's reputation, making it impossible for her to find work in the journalism field, he wouldn't be able to live a peaceful month of his remaining life either; disgrace and ruin would be his final fate.

However, this means that I will have to collect more evidence.

The two people chatting in the restroom might be the key.

In addition, "concern" for other beautiful women in the Kossork Evening News must also be put on the agenda.

Locke believed that Véna was not the only victim.

As for Hannah, Locke believed that Lloyd hadn't had a chance to make a move yet, which was why he was spreading rumors to cut off her chances of survival, hoping that she would cry and beg him to take her in and become his humble mistress.

Hannah's idea coincided with Locke's, and the two discussed their plan in the dense forest before returning to the funeral with Jerry the golden retriever and Eileen the black cat.

Hannah found her former colleague Valeria, a beautiful woman with red hair and a voluptuous figure.

Because of her figure, she was often harassed by her male colleagues. Hannah believed that if Lloyd would not let Véna go, he would definitely not give up harassing Valeria.

"Valeria, it's been a long time."

Hannah waved at Valeria, who had been trying to avoid Hannah, but she didn't expect Hannah to appear right in front of her.

Valeria reached out and hugged Hannah.

"Hannah, it's been a long time! Goddess, you've lost so much weight, you must have suffered a lot."

She and Hannah were journalists at the same time and had a fairly good relationship. Before Hannah left the newspaper, she even asked Valeria to help take care of Veena.

"Valeria, you know something about Véna's death, don't you?"

Chapter 41, The Attention of the Evil God

"I'm sorry, Hannah, I'm also very sorry about this, but some things are beyond my control."

Valeria released her grip and said, her head bowed.

Sunlight shone from behind Hannah, casting a shadow over her face.

“Valeria, this is not your fault. I believe you are also a victim, but we cannot continue like this and let Lloyd’s evil deeds go unpunished!”

……

Locke and Hannah split up. While Hannah was mobilizing the female reporters at the Kossork Evening News to recount their experiences, he also found the male reporter who suspected that Werner's death was related to Editor-in-Chief Lloyd.

"Redo Campbell! It's you! I never expected to run into you here."

Locke enthusiastically raised his glass and stepped forward to strike up a conversation with Redo Campbell.

In fact, most weddings and funerals have a social function, and alcohol is an essential item, although it is mostly low-quality rum.

Looking at the enthusiastic young man, Redo Campbell quickly recalled Locke's identity without needing to think carefully.

“Lock, you ne'er-do-well. Weina was my colleague, so it’s perfectly normal for me to be at her funeral.”

Redo Campbell felt great sympathy for Hannah, and therefore didn't have much affection for Locke, who had a very bad reputation.

According to Redo Campbell, young people like Locke should have been sent to factories to work more than 10 hours a day to alleviate their families' financial difficulties.

"hehe."

Locke smiled, unconcerned by the disdainful look on Redo Campbell's face. He swirled the pale yellow liquid in his glass.

"Actually, you and Weina don't have a good relationship. Weina told me that you used to pursue her, but she rejected you. You must be gloating right now."

"Shut up, Locke. You parasite who lives off your sister, what right do you have to talk to me like that? Besides, I'm not pursuing Véna. The one I actually like is..."

Redo Campbell hesitated, then ultimately chose to remain silent.

He felt he was incapable of helping Hannah repay her debts, and he didn't want to support his good-for-nothing brother, Locke.

So even though Hannah was very outstanding, he could only look on with envy.

"You don't actually like Hannah, do you? You'd better not think about it. Lloyd just begged Hannah to be his mistress and promised to pay off her debts and move her to a luxury apartment in the East End. I'm going to persuade her to agree. What's wrong with being a mistress? You'll be set for life."

Locke raised an eyebrow and looked at Redo Campbell.

Redo Campbell frowned, grabbed Locke by the collar, and said in an unfriendly tone,