Becoming a god by raising witches

Frida likes Jerry, who is smarter than her dog Suard.

Do you want a title?

Frida seemed to have thought of something very interesting.

Locke was slightly taken aback. Was a title so easy to obtain? He had a feeling the princess was up to something.

Sure enough, Frida said the next second.

“I can grant you the title of Baron Dog, for your ability to find dogs is truly remarkable.”

Baron Dog?

Haha, are you serious?

“Your Highness, I am merely an investigator, and these are simply my duties. I do not require any reward. If you must reward someone, then reward this intelligent dog. I believe it knows how to please you.”

Locke rejected Frida again; he didn't want to have another title in the future: Baron Dog.

Then his reputation would probably be beyond saving.

"Wang Wang."

Jerry was delighted; he liked the title "Baron the Dog."

"Okay, that's fine."

Frida decided to grant the clever Jerry a title, and waved her hand in response.

"Take that dog next to me that only knows how to play with yarn balls away, I don't want to see it."

The two guards immediately took away the young blond man who looked six or seven parts like Jerry.

Subsequently, Jamaco Batti, who had been knocked unconscious, was dragged away and thrown outside the castle, where he was picked up by his attendants and servants.

Are you sure you don't need any reward?

Frida asked.

"I do not need."

"Then you can step down."

Frida was quite satisfied with Locke's appearance and character, but she now preferred to take the dog Baron to participate in a dog training competition among nobles.

This is why Frida is so eager to find Suard; she wants to win first place in the aristocratic dog training competition.

She has many pets, but they are all relegated to the sidelines after a few days of companionship, and are only brought out again when absolutely necessary.

Frida is a girl who only has a short attention span for everything. Like now, she likes Jerry very much, but after playing with Jerry for a few days, she will get bored and then give the dog baron to a servant who specializes in taking care of dogs, and go to find a new pet.

Locke successfully left Lucimare Castle and let out a long sigh of relief.

It seems I've passed the princess test; at least I don't have to be leashed anymore.

Back at the Bureau of Investigation, Locke finally saw Sieg.

Sieg went to the Rose Theatre with Robson during the day to investigate the Red Shoes and only just returned.

"Locke, I rushed back to have dinner with you. Aren't you touched?"

Sieg said with a smile.

"I thought you had forgotten that you were going to take me to see a house."

Locke reminded him.

"Of course I haven't forgotten. Here I am, aren't I? Let's go to the cafeteria to grab something to eat, then we can set off."

Sieg and Locke went to the cafeteria together. Because Locke was both an investigator and a chef, the cooks gave him special treatment when serving him food.

"Locke, I heard you were on a field mission, what brings you back?"

The short, orange-peel-skinned cook, Graf, with large pores, asked if it was his turn to work today.

Locke said with a smile,

"Thank God, the mission has been successfully completed, and I should be able to resume my normal work tomorrow."

Locke was referring to going into the kitchen to take charge of cooking.

Graf nodded. "Looking forward to your new dishes. Old Rani is off work today, so we can finally avoid eating lamb."

Everyone laughed and praised how delicious the steak was.

After having dinner with Locke, Sieg left the Bureau of Investigation and took a car to Peggs District, near Wells District.

This area is also a gathering place for many middle-class people, and what comes into view are rows of townhouses.

Sieg led Locke to one of the villas. In front of the villa was a small garden, the lawn was covered with snow, and the roof was also covered with snow.

"Forgive my uncle for his laziness. No one has lived here for a long time, so he hasn't had any workers come to clean it. If you move in, you can ask Robson and me to help clean the lawn and backyard."

Sieg smiled, took out the key, and opened the villa door.

"Don't mind it, these kinds of small houses are very common in the eastern part of Kosalk. They occupy less than 150 square meters and have three floors, plus the attic, making it four floors."

The first floor consists of the living room, kitchen, washroom, and servants' quarters.

The second floor contains a secondary bedroom, a study, and a bathroom.

The third floor is a separate master bedroom, which includes a bathroom and a walk-in closet.

The fourth floor is reserved for your eldest daughter who lost her biological mother; your second wife and stepdaughters certainly wouldn't want to share the second floor with her.

Sieg said in his usual irreverent manner.

Locke broke out in a sweat.

Do you think of me as Cinderella's father?

He entered the villa and found that it was very well-lit, decorated in a typical Kossock style, with art illustrations on the walls and large sculptures inside.

The backyard, covered in snow, can be seen directly from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Both the second and third floors have balconies. The balcony of the master bedroom on the third floor is larger and more comfortable, with a thick cashmere carpet and a coffee table and a small sofa.

There are swings and wooden doghouses in the yard.

The apartment that Billock found himself was in a much better environment.

Locke was tempted; if it weren't for the high housing prices in Kosork, he would have wanted to buy a house.

Sieg showed Locke around the whole house, and then said,

"There is also a basement that has not been cleaned for a long time and needs to be thoroughly cleaned before you can go in. The rest of the room is relatively clean."

How much is the rent here?

Locke asked.

"Two silver coins a month, you can stay as long as you want. You can pay the rent directly to me, my uncle won't mind."

Sieg raised an eyebrow and said.

2 silver coins? That's so cheap?

Locke was slightly taken aback, realizing that this was a special favor from Sieg.

If the rent is 2 silver coins, even if you work as a chef, you can live here.

Moreover, it's very close to Hannah's workplace and not far from the Bureau of Investigation. If you want to save on transportation costs, you can even walk there, which takes only an hour, just for exercise.

Locke was very satisfied with the location and environment.

"A rent of 2 silver coins is no joke, is it?"

Locke wanted to reconfirm the price.

Sieg nodded and said in a serious tone,

"Of course, do I look like the kind of person who would joke around? Actually, this place isn't as nice as you think. For example, there's no wine cellar, no horse farm, and no ice cellar. The basement is only 10 square meters, and it's been vacant for two or three years. The maids always slack off when they clean it. I bet there are still cobwebs in the attic. You'll have to clean it yourself."

“Sieg, you are the best salesman I have ever met.”

Locke said with a smile.

“I just wanted to be honest with you, my friend, and you didn’t grasp the main point of what I just said: the important thing is that you pay me the rent.”

“I still think it’s safer to pay the rent to my generous uncle, and we should sign a formal rental contract.”

“You’ve really been taught to be very rigid by Boyd.”

Sieg shrugged. "If you're sure, I can sign a contract with you."

Locke thought that Hannah and Eileen would be very satisfied with this place, and there was no need to even consider it. As for the rent, even if he told Hannah the truth, she would definitely feel that it was worth more than her money.

Because the environment here is so nice, Locke really wants to meet Sieg's uncle and sign the contract with him in person.

Noticing Locke's troubled expression, Sieg scratched his head.

“Actually, I went to my uncle’s house to look for him today, but it seems he has disappeared. But don’t worry, even if he comes back, he won’t remember that he owns this house. He asked me to take care of this house for him a few years ago, and I have the keys and the property certificate.”

Well, actually, your uncle saw that your father had frozen your bank account and was worried that you would have nowhere to live, so he offered you a place to stay, right?

"disappeared?"

"My uncle's fifth wife said that he hadn't been home for three days and wondered if he had died on the belly of some prostitute."