Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

"I'll let you be the headliner at the Rose Theater."

"Lying, you simply can't do it."

"Rebbie Bilal, at least I can get you one or two notable roles without having to be a sidekick all the time."

Kempf pinned Rebbie Bilal to the grass and wanted to explore further.

Rebbie Bilal's cheeks were flushed, her breathing was rapid, and she let his beard prick her neck.

After a moment, Kempf began to take off Rebbie Pilar's shoes.

Rebbie Bilal suddenly pushed Kempf away and looked at him warily.

"You...what are you doing?"

"These dancing shoes are too much in the way. Take them off. I like to see your small and delicate feet and the feeling of them stepping on me."

Kempf said.

"Isn't this what you gave me?"

"No, of course not, why would I choose red? White is more suitable for you, my sweetheart."

Kempf stretched out his hand, intending to pull Rebbie Bilal back, but was rejected.

Rebbie Bilal ran. She didn't want any more physical contact with Kempf. She just wanted to get back on stage and dance.

The dream disappeared again, and Locke slowly opened his eyes.

"How about it?"

Boyd asked.

Locke shook his head and chose to enter Rebbie Bilal's dream world for the third time.

This time, Locke saw the second suspect, Heffron.

Rebbie Bilal hid in the crowd, quietly watching Heffron watch the show with his wife.

It wasn't until Hefferon's wife went to the bathroom that she showed up and pulled Hefferon away.

The two walked to the vacant lounge backstage.

"Lebby, didn't I say you couldn't find me alone? My wife will find out."

"Why did you give me these shoes? I feel so scared about these magic shoes. They seem to be controlling me and make me just want to dance."

Rebbie Bilal said nervously.

Heffron was stunned, "Lebby, I don't know what you are talking about, but I have never given you any shoes, let alone any magic power. Have you been stimulated by anything?"

"Isn't it from you?"

Rebbie Bilal squeezed Heffron's hand.

Heffron nodded, "I didn't give it to you. My wife is doubting me recently. How dare I give you a gift."

Heffron shook off Rebbie Bilal's hand and hurried away.

Rebbie Bilal's dream did not end.

She put on a black hood, slowly walked out of the Rose Theater, took a carriage to the West End, and found a homeless man with a stench all over his body.

The tramp was slightly stunned when he saw the mysterious girl suddenly appearing, and the next second, he pounced on her.

Rebbie Bilal cried and shouted, "I was wrong, I was wrong, don't do this to me."

Locke frowned.

Is this a warning from the red shoes to Rebbie Pilar?

These shoes are self-aware and will control the host to dance continuously. Once the host resists, it will punish them?

Locke guessed, stepped forward, and picked up the homeless man.

The tramp turned around. He seemed to be unable to see Locke. He thought he was possessed by an evil spirit and ran away screaming.

Rebbie Bilal quickly got up from the ground, hailed a carriage on the side of the road, and hurried back to the Rose Theater.

Although in the dream, he took action to stop the homeless man's aggression, but if this was a real dream, would it prove that these things had happened long ago?

Locke exited the dream again.

"It's not them, there should be a mysterious person who sent these dancing shoes. These dancing shoes will control the host. At first, Rebbie Bilal still had her own consciousness and would feel scared, but now she has completely accepted it. Red shoes don’t show any resistance.”

Locke said to Boyd.

Boyd put down his tea cup, "Well, it seems the rumors are true."

"What rumors?"

Locke asked curiously.

"It is said that red dancing shoes can make people fall into despair, regard them as the only hope, pin their consciousness and wishes on them, and they will swallow the host's soul bit by bit. It seems like this, Rebbie Bilal Her soul must be being eaten away bit by bit, and we need to get her to take off her dancing shoes as soon as possible.”

Boyd said.

"good."

Locke felt that saving people was obviously more urgent than investigating the real culprit in the case.

Moreover, after they get the red shoes, Boyd may be able to directly find everyone who has come into contact with the red shoes through the ritual of finding objects.

"This time, you need to change the spell."

Under Boyd's guidance, Locke regained control of the Heart of Dreams and recited it silently three times.

"Let me enter Rebbie Bilal's virtual dreamland."

A big dark purple hand appeared in front of him, pulling Locke's consciousness in.

Locke first saw the colorful world of bubbles, then the blue sky and white clouds, as well as various strange and unknown things formed by clouds and mist, and finally the boundless sea and many scattered islands.

A strong wind blew, blowing everything up, and the picture began to break.

Locke reached out and grabbed one of the fragments.

His consciousness was also sucked into the fragment.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw Rebbie Bilal who was still in the single lounge.

Rebbie Pilar looked at him in surprise;

"Locke, why are you here?"

Chapter 121, Locke

"Miss Rebby, something happened to Miss Jacqueline."

Locke looked at Rebbie Bilal solemnly.

In the dream world, Quijelin regarded Locke as a good friend, and Locke's identity was an agent.

"Jacqueline? How could something happen to her?"

Rebbie Bilal pulled Locke into the lounge. In the dream, the female assistant Kona was kneeling on the floor mopping the floor. It was obvious that Rebbie Bilal despised Kona from the bottom of her heart.

"Do you remember Fore's Department Store?"

Locke asked.

"Remember, it's one of the three major department stores in the Will District."

Rebbie Bilal said.

Locke nodded and took out a newspaper.

"Fore Department Store recently launched a pair of red shoes with the slogan, 'If you really love her, give her a pair of red shoes.'"

"What's wrong with this?"

Rebbie Bilal looked at the advertisement in the newspaper and asked in confusion.

"Several stars at the Rose Theater have received this gift, given to them by their admirers, and Miss Jacqueline is one of them."

Locke continued.

"Then...what does that mean?"

Rebbie Bilal subconsciously looked at the red dancing shoes on her feet.

"Just now, Miss Jacqueline died on the stage while performing the play "Springtime of the Dancer"."

Locke frowned, his expression quite solemn.

"how so?"

Rebbie Bilal swallowed.

"Not only Miss Quijelin, but the previous ladies also died on the stage. We investigated the reason, and it was because of these red shoes."

Locke said.

"Here, what's wrong with these shoes?"

Rebbie Bilal asked nervously.

"Do you know Miss Tifa Brent, the ballet star who was a smash hit at the Rose Theater 10 years ago?"

Locke asked.

Rebbie Bilal shook her head, "I, I don't think I have heard of her."

"Well, I only saw it when I looked through old records. She was very famous at the time, and almost half of the people in Kosolk were her dance fans."

"She is so famous, so she must be very good."

Rebbie Bilal showed an envious look, and she also hoped that the entire Kosolk people would be filled with admiration when they mentioned her.

"Yes, she also has a competitor named Kuis Elebik."

Locke continued,

"At that time, the two were competing for the lead role in the ballet "Red Rose", and Miss Tifa Brent had originally been chosen. However, the night before the performance, Miss Tifa Brent died mysteriously in the apartment. In the end, it was Kuisi Elebik who took her place and performed on the stage. At that time, Kuisi Elebik was wearing red shoes. Because of the success of the ballet "Red Rose", Kuisi Elebik As Bick's fame grew, she believed that the red shoes brought her luck, and from then on, she would wear red shoes when performing."

"What? Miss Tifa Brent is dead? How did she die? Was it Qis Elebik's doing?"

Rebbie Bilal asked.

Locke nodded, "Everyone is so suspicious, but because Miss Kusi Elebik is the mistress of the Chief of the First Public Security Court, the case was closed with the suicide of Miss Tifa Brent."

"How can you do this?"

Rebbie Bilal is obviously very angry because she has replaced herself with the big star Tifa Brent.

"Yes, we found out that Miss Tifa Brent had an avid dance fan and her fiancé, Gokud Salazar. After Miss Tifa Brent's death, Gokud Salazar Racha disappeared until recently, when we saw Gogud Salazar again at the Rose Theater.”

"What...what does this mean?"

"We suspect that the deaths of Jacqueline and others are related to Gogud Salazar. In order to avenge his fiancée, he will kill everyone wearing red shoes."

Locke said with serious eyes. In order to deepen Rebbie Pilar's fear, Locke took her hand and walked into the theater in person, where he saw Miss Jacqueline dying in a very strange way on the stage.

"ah--"

Rebbie Bilal covered her head and screamed.

"Lebby, don't worry, we will catch Gogud Salazar! We will never let him continue to commit crimes."

"Yes, but."

Rebbie Bilal's eyes focused on the pair of red dancing shoes under Jacquelin's feet that were exactly the same as her own.

“The next show is me.”

"It doesn't matter, the show has been cancelled."

"Locke, stay and protect me."

Rebbie Pilar looked at Locke pleadingly.

Locke shook his head, "Lebby, I still need to hunt down Gogud Salazar. Don't worry, there will be many security guards protecting the theater."

"Locke, why are you here? We found another victim, Miss Phoebe. She is also wearing red dancing shoes. The director asked us to gather urgently."

An investigator suddenly rushed over and tried to pull Locke away.