Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

Chapter 102

Siara took her hand and kissed it, "My dear Malvina, you can also come with me. The night shift is really boring."

"Since you have invited me, I have no choice but to agree."

Mrs. Malvina said with a smile.

"Oh, I smell the rancid smell of love in the air. You must not be seen by the old baron, otherwise Sigurd will not be able to go to the Real Men's Club in the future and will have to join the Women's League."

Judith teased.

"We are just friends, please don't tarnish the reputation of my dear Lady Malvina."

Sigurd said with fake seriousness.

Andy Hagen looked at them with a vague understanding, always feeling that there seemed to be some ulterior secret between them, but it seemed that there was not.

She also yearns to have a lover as humorous as Sickert, and feels that it will be a very romantic memory. Of course, it is best not to choose a lover like Sickert when getting married, as it will make her cry blindly.

It takes less than 10 minutes to play a Tumen card. If you are a master, you can solve it within 3 minutes. It took Sigurd 5 minutes to take all the cards of the three ladies.

Seeing the ladies taking off their top hats happily, he stood up and said with unfinished meaning,

"Never play cards with a master like me in the future, otherwise you may even lose your skirt."

His words immediately caused a blush to appear on the cheeks of the three ladies, and he let out a hearty laugh.

Locke shook his head and pulled Playboy Siegel away.

Mrs. Malvina also followed, "Sorry, I'm leaving first. I thought I had something to do when I got back, so maybe I could see them off on the way."

"Go ahead, Malvina."

Judith stood up and said, "Miss Andy, let's go back to the dance floor. Those poor guys must be looking for you crazily."

"Um."

Andy Hagen said softly.

Locke walked forward without looking back. Just as he was about to leave the gate of the Earl's Mansion, Mrs. Suman's voice came from behind.

"Locke Belmont, why did you leave so early?"

Locke turned back mechanically and forced a smile at Mrs. Suman.

"Mrs. Suman, Sigurd and I need to be on duty tonight, so we'll take our leave now. I wish you a good night."

"Mrs. Suman, I'm going back first, the Baron is still waiting for me."

Mrs. Malvina said to Mrs. Suman.

Mrs. Suman nodded, "Okay, you go slowly."

I don’t know if it was because of the presence of other people that Mrs. Suman did not retain Locke.

The three of them walked to the door, and Locke and Sigurd breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"I'll take you back to the Sixth Security Bureau later, and I'll take Mrs. Malvina back."

Sigurd raised his eyebrows.

Locke sweated, how long has it been and you are still thinking about that kind of thing.

"Gentlemen, get in."

Mrs. Malvina led the two of them to a snow-white carriage.

Locke and Sigurd swallowed at the same time, with a hint of fear in their eyes.

The well-dressed coachman opened the door respectfully, and Mrs. Malvina stretched out her hand, waiting for Sigur to help her get into the carriage.

"What's wrong?"

Mrs. Malvina looked back at Sickert, who was in a daze.

"I've never seen you use this carriage before. Was it replaced recently?"

Sigurd asked.

"This is the White Lover series of carriages specially launched by Hughes Car Shop for nobles. There are only 30 of them in the whole city. The Baron just gave it to me yesterday in order to please me. I remember that Mrs. Suman also has one, and it was given to her by the Count. of."

Mrs. Malvina said calmly.

Sigurd breathed a sigh of relief and gave Locke a look of relief.

Locke always felt it was too much of a coincidence.

"Sigur, it's better not to disturb Mrs. Malvina today. Let's walk back. It's actually not far."

"If you don't bother me, I'll see you off."

Mrs. Malvina put her hand on Sigurd.

Sigur helped Mrs. Malvina get into the carriage and waved to Locke.

"Locke, don't hesitate, come up, we'll be at the Sixth Sheriff Court soon."

Considering that there is a high probability that he is Krista's target, there is a high probability that Sigurd will not be in danger.

Locke shook his head and decided to walk to the Abnormal Bureau, or call a carriage on the way.

Unfortunately, there are no public carriages on this road.

The white carriage that Sigurd and Mrs. Malvina were riding in was not in a hurry to drive, and Locke heard the two whispering in the carriage.

"Locke is such a considerate companion."

"Yes, he is very considerate, just like me. Mrs. Malvina, it smells so good."

"Sigur, I can't wait."

"Me too."…

The sound of applause for love reached Locke's ears very clearly, making him sure that he had just thought too much.

I don’t know how much the coachman paid Madam Malvina to help her hide such a thing.

When the old baron gave this car named White Lover to Madam Malvina, he must have never thought about how green his head would be, right?

Locke cursed in his heart.

He walked for about 10 minutes, and the white carriage behind him slowly started to catch up.

Locke wanted to complain about Sickert, but it would be over so quickly.

"Come on, you walk so slowly."

Sigurd stuck his head out.

Locke nodded and finally got in the car.

Mrs. Malvina was already dressed, but there were some deep kiss marks on her neck.

Considering Mrs. Malvina's safety, Locke suggested,

"I think the scarf is very suitable for an elegant lady like Mrs. Malvina with a slender swan neck."

"I think so too."

Sieg nodded and lowered his head to remind Mrs. Malvina.

Mrs. Malvina's cheeks were slightly red, and she put on a thick coat to cover the marks on her neck.

The vehicle kept moving forward, and about 15 minutes later.

"I should be there soon."

Locke pushed open the window, but found that the surroundings were completely unfamiliar.

This is not the Wells neighborhood.

And Mrs. Malvina's condition was obviously not right. She took off her thick coat, and then the complicated Rococo-style long skirt, which fell to the ground layer by layer, revealing her fair and smooth skin.

Her eyes gradually became turbid, she stretched out her hands and rushed towards Locke.

It was hard for Sieg to imagine that Madam Malvina, who had just made love with him, was about to pounce on his brother.

He blocked Madam Malvina and quickly picked up the clothes on the ground and covered her.

"Malvina, what's wrong with you?"

"Sieg, don't get close to her. There are problems with this car and Madam Malvina."

Locke grabbed Sieg, kicked the door open, and jumped out.

Before Sieg could react, he saw Madam Malvina chasing him like crazy.

"Where is this?"

Sieg asked confusedly.

"I don't know either."

Locke had a headache looking at the unfamiliar streets.

"Leave it to me, trust me."

Sieg looked at Madam Malvina who was rushing over and was ready to take off his pants.

But one of his legs was entangled in Locke's hair, so he could only fall to the ground as Locke ran forward, falling flat on his face, and his body was still moving backwards.

"Locke, can you not be so rough? I can walk."

Haha, if you want to be able to walk, do I still need to use this method?

Locke sneered and sped up.

Unfortunately, Madam Malvina had already chased after him on the white horse. As for the coachman, no one knew when he disappeared.

Madam Malvina stood in front of Locke and looked at Locke eagerly.

"Why did you reject me? Locke Bemon."

Pah——

Locke's long hair directly rolled Madam Malvina off the horse and threw her aside.

Madam Malvina fainted.

Sieg swallowed his saliva and looked at the fainted Madam Malvina.

Madam Malvina's abdomen gradually bulged.

"Locke, Madam Malvina is not right."

Sieg said nervously, he had an ominous premonition.

"She has always been wrong. Do you realize it now? Run."

Locke turned over the horse, stretched out his hand, and pulled Sieg up. Although it was strange for two men to ride together, they could not care so much when they were running for their lives.

The white horse rushed into the endless darkness.

There were no street lights on this street.

Madam Malvina's painful voice came from behind.

Sieg couldn't help but look back, but saw the scene of Madam Malvina having already started giving birth.

Her belly was ripped open, and a pair of big hands that didn't belong to the baby tore her abdomen and came out from inside.

The man had the same hair color, the same face and the same burly figure as Sieg.

He looked at Sieg and smiled wickedly.

Sieg's back felt cold, his Adam's apple rolled, and he kept saliva secreting.

"Oh no, Locke, Madam Malvina seems to be pregnant with my son."

"What?"

Locke asked.

"Madam Malvina just gave birth to my son, a son exactly like me."