Becoming a god by raising witches

[Mirror Trick] is one of the few life-saving abilities he currently possesses, and he must practice it diligently.

Once you advance to become a [Mirror Master], you will have a mirror space where you can carry important items with you.

Using his heightened hearing to confirm that Hannah was asleep and wouldn't suddenly leave the room, Locke's body entered the mirror.

Last time, he entered the mirror to escape and had to keep an eye on the battle between Eileen and Sheryl outside the mirror, which caused him to overlook the feeling after entering the mirror.

This time, Locke decided to carefully experience this novel phenomenon; the size of the mirror and the area it reflected were consistent.

For example, Locke would place the mirror facing the ceiling, so when Locke entered the mirror, it would create an upside-down effect.

The ceiling has become the floor, and the area is limited to the part reflected in the mirror, which is about 10 square meters.

And around the boundary, there was a bottomless black fog.

These black mists seemed to possess some kind of magical power, drawing Locke closer. Locke heard a call emanating from the black mist.

This sparked his idea to explore the black fog.

Eileen tapped the mirror just in time; her voice seemed to come from the dome, echoing in the mirrored space where Locke was.

"The Mirror World is connected to the Spirit World. Many monsters in the Spirit World hide in the darkness. They are extremely good at disguise and seduction. You'd better not come into contact with those black mists."

Locke swallowed hard and withdrew his left foot, which had almost stepped into the black mist. In the dim light, it seemed that another foot was also withdrawing from the black mist.

Locke wondered if it was just his imagination, but fine beads of sweat had appeared on his forehead.

He sensed that if he had stepped into the black fog just now, something extremely strange and terrifying might have happened.

He decisively left the mirror world.

[Mirror Trick +1]

【Mirror Trick 2/1000】

Although his proficiency increased by 1 point, Locke's mind became unusually fatigued.

This was completely different from what he had imagined. He originally thought that by jumping between the mirror and the real world hundreds or thousands of times, he could easily increase his proficiency.

Who knew that just one time would cause such a huge mental drain, and that I was almost tempted by the black mist in the mirror world to do something irrational.

"Thank you, Eileen."

Locke sincerely thanked Eileen.

Eileen wagged her tail, her face still bearing an arrogant expression.

"It's nothing. It's better to practice this kind of dark magic less often, as it's easy to lose control if you're not careful."

Eileen calmly reminded him.

She had seen Locke hide in the mirror before, so she wasn't too surprised.

In Eileen's eyes, Locke was a complete cultist, and cultists and black magic were a perfect match.

However, Eileen, appreciating the servant's skill, still offered a kind reminder.

"dark magic?"

Locke looked at Eileen with a puzzled expression.

Eileen stopped answering his questions, feeling that although this servant believed in an evil god, his knowledge of the mystical was quite lacking.

She gracefully jumped onto the windowsill, curled up in a ball, and gazed at the bright moonlight outside, lost in thought.

Locke had no idea what Eileen was thinking. He just felt so sleepy and tired that he soon fell asleep on the sofa.

If you curb your curiosity, perhaps entering the mirror world once every night is an excellent way to help you sleep.

The next day, sunlight shone on the streets of Kossork, waking Locke from his sofa.

Locke used some of the broth from last night to cook three bowls of beef noodles for breakfast today.

After successfully feeding Eileen, I drew [Physical Coordination] again.

With his physical coordination proficiency increased by another 100, reaching a total of 280, Locke can upgrade his physical coordination to "Balance Master" if he gets lucky and draws 8 more times in a row.

After Hannah finished breakfast, she put the dishes in the kitchen and started washing them.

Eileen stood on the sofa, watching Locke change his clothes.

He changed into a clean shirt and vest, draped his trench coat over his shoulders, and even combed his hair to make himself look radiant.

"Are you going to the Rose Theater to pick up girls? Or are you planning to go to the Rose Theater to seduce a rich woman?"

Eileen asked curiously.

"I need to go find a job."

Locke handed the flyer to Eileen.

Eileen frowned slightly. "The Sixth Sheriff's Court... I feel like I've heard of it somewhere before."

"I've only ever heard of the First to the Fifth Police Divisions. The Sixth Police Division might be a newly established department. I've never heard of it before. If it's not a newly established department, it probably won't be recruiting chefs anymore. You know, these lucrative positions are basically filled internally."

Locke said with a smile,

"And they don't require a chef's diploma. This time I'm determined to win over these recruiters. If I get this job, I promise to move to an apartment with a private bathroom."

"Ok."

Eileen leaped from the sofa onto the windowsill and continued to lie there lazily.

"Won't you come with me?"

Locke asked.

Eileen shook her head. "I shouldn't go out today. You go by yourself."

"Then wish me good luck."

Locke reached out to pet the black cat, but was stopped by a cold look from Eileen.

He withdrew his hand, which had been frozen in mid-air, and awkwardly straightened his collar.

"Locke, stop talking to the cat."

Hannah's voice came from the kitchen.

Locke responded with a single sentence and then went out.

The black cat had been perched on his shoulder all this time, and he was a little unaccustomed to suddenly losing this ornament.

Following the address on the flyer, Locke spent 20 meters crossing the Trey Bridge and then took a trolleybus to the Sixth Sheriff's Court located at 34 Wells Road in the East End.

Chapter 54, Class B Strange Event

A row of towering spires stood side by side, among which was the Sixth Security Court, a six-story, black building with a flag on its roof, half of which was the church's leaf-vein emblem and the other half of the lion symbol of the Tumen Kingdom's Security Court.

On the left and right sides are the Kossock Bank and the Food Association building, respectively. It is said that the people working there are basically middle class, with a weekly salary of 1 gold coin.

Locke took a deep breath. Although he had met many Micks thanks to Miss Lucy's help, this was his first time applying for a job in such a high-end place, so he was inevitably a little nervous.

"Locke, believe in yourself, you can do it."

He straightened his collar and walked into the Sixth Police Station with his head held high.

Surprisingly, the Sixth Sheriff's Court was very quiet, with almost no one in the lobby, a stark contrast to the bustling Kossock Bank next door.

Is it really newly established? There wasn't even a single person to greet them.

Locke mentally grumbled as he searched for living people in the spacious hall.

"Excuse me, is anyone there?"

Locke walked to the front desk, tapped his hands on the wooden table, and looked around in confusion.

The beige walls bear the marks of time, and the decorative paintings on them are covered with a thin layer of dust. It doesn't look like a new department at all; it looks more like a very unpopular, sidelined department.

Just as Locke was overturning his previous ideas, a young man in a purple trench coat walked into the hall.

The man had blond hair and blue eyes, with well-defined features and a healthy bronze complexion. He was tall and slender, with his shirt collar open, showing little respect for winter.

He yawned lazily, stretched, walked over to Locke, took his arm, and said with a smile,

"Hey, newbie, you've come just in time. My name is Sig Bruce, I'm your senior, you can just call me Sig. Come with me, we need to support a B-level weird mission."

“Mr. Sieg, you must have mistaken me for someone else. I’m here for a chef interview. My name is Locke Bemon.”

Locke explained.

"Just call me Sig. You're joking. How could a chef have anything strange on him?"

Sieg laughed heartily and gave Locke a thumbs-up, praising Locke as a Kosork with a great sense of humor.

Although Locke tried his best to explain, Sieg thought he was joking and stopped a carriage, and the two headed straight for the Ceci district.

Locke also realized at this point that the Sixth Sheriff's Court was most likely the Bureau of Paranormal Investigation.

The purple trench coat that Sieg wore was the same style that the two investigators wore before. The style was basically the same as the sheriff's uniform, with only slight differences in color and details.

The emblem worn by Sieg on his chest is half leaf veins belonging to the Cathedral of Life and half lion belonging to the Tumen Kingdom's Security Court.

This suggests that the Bureau of Paranormal Investigations was likely a product of a collaboration between the Sheriff's Court and the church.

The carriage stopped 50 meters in front of an abandoned building. Locke was forcibly dragged out of the carriage by Sieg.