Becoming a god by raising witches

They seemed terrified of Renis, the head of the Sixth Sheriff's Court.

But he looked down on lowly investigators like Locke.

This indirectly confirms that Sieg, who frequently attends these kinds of dances, must come from a very wealthy family; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to integrate into their group so quickly.

The party lasted until midnight, when the guests began to leave.

To Locke's surprise, Sieg wanted to take the same train back with him.

Of course, this doesn't mean that Sieg lives in the West End; he just happens to be passing by a stop in the East End and gets off there.

Aren't you going with Mrs. Malvina?

Locke joked that Lady Malvina got into the Baron's carriage and left alone.

Sieg's lips curled up slightly.

“Actually, we just had a deep conversation in the back garden. Well, she can’t let me go home with her. Her husband is a very stingy man. He’s so stingy that he can’t even keep it from Mrs. Malvina. Mrs. Malvina’s behavior just now was like a drowning person grabbing a straw. It’s a real loss for you to give her up and pursue Miss Lucy.”

"Um, I'm not pursuing Miss Lucy. We're not in the kind of relationship you're thinking of."

Locke explained.

Sieg winked at him.

"Okay, so you like the witch, I understand."

Locke was slightly taken aback.

How do you know about Miss Witch?

"Hehe, what Mrs. Freya knows is no longer a secret within the department, but we guarantee it will only be circulated within the department. No one else will know, otherwise every investigator will be in danger."

Sieg admitted frankly.

"But I never told Mrs. Freya that I like witches."

Locke said, puzzled.

"Have you forgotten that application form? Actually, that form is also a strange object, a strange object owned by Mrs. Freya, called the Form of Honesty, number C134. As long as you write your name, the form will automatically display your personal information, and it will be absolutely honest."

Holy crap, what about my system? Has it been discovered?

Locke looked at Sieg in surprise, a hint of fear in his eyes.

"Don't be afraid. I was also shocked when I first heard it. This is a normal reaction. We all have secrets, but that's what makes us excellent investigators."

Sieg said with a smile.

Locke became even more agitated. Your secret and my secret might not be on the same level.

"Besides saying I like witches, did Mrs. Freya say anything else?"

"Isn't this your biggest secret?"

The two exchanged a glance, and Sieg nodded knowingly.

"It seems the Table of Honesty isn't all-powerful; at least it didn't reveal your biggest secret. Let me guess, you wouldn't happen to be some kind of witch yourself, would you?"

Sieg touched his chin seriously.

Locke rolled his eyes. "That joke isn't funny at all."

"Then how do you explain that your hair is almost exactly the same as Sheria's, and she also said you plagiarized her?"

Sieg asked.

"It's just a coincidence. You've probably heard that besides witches, there are also wizards in this world, right?"

Locke said calmly.

"Of course I know that Boyd, who taught you mysticism, is a wizard."

Upon noticing Locke's surprised expression, Sieg realized that Locke probably hadn't yet reached the stage of learning about the Odds, and therefore didn't know that Boyd was a wizard.

"Okay, let's take it slow later. It's best not to discuss these things in the car, there are too many people."

"Well, even if you said it, no one would believe you. Believe me."

Locke said with certainty.

Because an elderly gentleman standing nearby was already looking at the two of them with the eyes of someone who thought they were crazy.

Wizards and witches? Do you live in a novel?

After Locke returned home, he didn't immediately share the news of finding a suitable apartment with Hannah. He decided to go see the house Sieg mentioned tomorrow before making a final decision.

How was the party tonight? Did you meet anyone suitable for marriage?

Hannah looked at Locke with a gossipy expression.

Locke shook his head. "If we're talking about comparing her to Hannah, she's still a bit lacking."

Hannah covered her cheeks with her hands and said cooperatively,

"Really? I feel like my charm is fading lately."

"why?"

"Because you see Xiao Ai much more often than I do, and you guys are always whispering behind my back."

Hannah said seriously.

Locke's lips twitched slightly. "Okay, it's my fault. I shouldn't have ignored my charming older sister because of Xiao Ai."

"Stop interrupting, how about the party?"

Although Hannah didn't go, she still had a little expectation in her heart, hoping that her younger brother would share his experience of attending the party for the first time.

"The endless supply of wine, the wonderful music and the non-stop gourmet food, and the beautiful noble ladies and wives made it more like a high-society ball than a party. I even saw Her Highness the Princess."

Locke said with a smile.

"Really? It's that Princess Frida, who's rumored to be incredibly arrogant?"

Hannah asked in surprise.

Locke nodded slightly.

"Yes, it's Princess Frida. Alright, it's getting late. Hannah, you have to get up early tomorrow, so go to sleep."

"Locke, I've been waiting for you to come back, just because you made me go back to sleep?"

Hannah puffed out her cheeks; she wanted to hear more about Princess Frida.

Unfortunately, Locke did not intend to discuss this topic in depth, because if he could not find Princess Frida's dog, he would become Princess Frida's dog.

It's best not to let Hannah know about this, so as not to worry her.

"Where's Xiao Ai? I haven't seen her."

Locke suddenly asked.

"Yes, Xiao Ai used to go out during the day and come home by herself at night. Why hasn't she come back yet today?"

Chapter 90, A Blizzard Is Coming

Hannah frantically searched for Eileen at home, while Locke sat on the sofa, leisurely saying...

"Hannah, don't worry, go to sleep. She'll definitely be back tomorrow."

"Oh my god, Locke, it's so cold outside today. There's bound to be a blizzard tonight. If we don't find Xiao Ai, she'll freeze to death outside."

Hannah frowned, pushed Locke up from the sofa, took his coat from the coat rack, and draped it over his shoulders.

"Quick, put on your clothes, let's go find it."

Hannah usually seemed bothered by Locke's conversation with the cat, but before the blizzard arrived, she still cared a lot about her own cat, even though Xiao Ai had only been in the house for less than a month, and she herself preferred clingy dogs.

Locke sighed helplessly, wanting to tell his sister Hannah that Eileen would be fine, and even if the two siblings froze to death, she wouldn't get cold.

But this would undoubtedly expose Eileen's identity as a witch.

Of course, there's a 90% chance Hannah wouldn't believe the black cat was a witch.

The siblings got dressed and prepared to find the black cat before the blizzard arrived.

They first searched the apartment building but found no trace of Eileen, so they took the lantern and went out onto the street.

After midnight, there was no one else on the streets except for shivering homeless people.

The cold wind howled, filling the alley with its sound, like ghosts singing.

The withered yellow leaves crunched underfoot.

The dim light illuminated an area of ​​two or three meters.

"Xiao Ai, Xiao Ai, where did you go?"

Hannah, wearing a coat and wrapped in a blanket, walked and shouted.

A homeless man suddenly rushed out of the alley; women who go out at this time are often attacked by them.

Locke punched the homeless man in the face. After long-term training, the power of his punch was three times greater than when he punched Kay. It was powerful enough to knock out an adult's teeth.

The homeless man's face was distorted, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his front teeth flew out.