Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

"You look strong, why don't you go down and replace Suade II."

"Okay, Princess."

Di Mo was not angry, he just took the opportunity to run away.

"Princess, you can't do this."

Angela was a little angry, Di Mo was her partner, she couldn't stand others bullying Di Mo.

"Hmm?"

Frieda raised her eyes slightly and looked at Angela,

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"Princess Frieda, you said that you must follow my arrangements along the way, otherwise we will send you back immediately, I believe Her Majesty the Queen will reward us for this."

Locke opened his eyes and said calmly.

Frieda pouted, "Okay, you arrange it."

Frieda's personal maid was stunned, she looked at Locke in surprise.

I didn't expect that in this world, besides Her Majesty the Queen, there is actually someone who can control Princess Frieda.

Angela breathed a sigh of relief and grabbed the corner of Di Mo's clothes.

Di Mo sat back in his original position, sighing in his heart that he had lost a chance to escape.

The carriage crossed the Trey Bridge, gradually moving away from the East District and heading towards the West District.

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Chapter 130, Partner of Justice

Princess Frieda's maid Natal is an older maid in her thirties. She is not as good-looking as Frieda, but she is also pretty among ordinary girls, and is the type that Sieg appreciates.

Along the way, Sieg always chatted with her intentionally or unintentionally, making Natal feel the long-lost fluttering of her heart.

Seeing through Sieg's intentions, Locke had to whisper to Sieg,

"Natal's identity is special, don't play with fire."

"Don't worry, I know my limits."

"Natal was born in the Hawkins family, and she once swore to be loyal to Princess Frieda forever. If she falls in love with you and then asks Princess Frieda, you will most likely become the princess's eternal male servant."

Hawkins is an old aristocratic family in the Tumen Kingdom. Hawkins likes to send family bloodlines to the palace to serve high-ranking officials and seek more benefits for the family.

For example, the maidservant beside the Queen also had the last name Hawkins, and was a cousin of Natal.

Sieg looked at Locke in surprise. Locke, who didn't even know the court etiquette before, now knew more than he did.

Locke straightened himself and continued to tell Princess Frieda about the precautions for traveling in the West District.

He was able to learn so much about the relationship between the nobles and the royal family, of course, thanks to Irene.

However, if Locke lived in the Queen's District for a month, he should be able to understand everything, after all, he could hear secrets that others couldn't hear.

Frieda opened the curtains of the carriage and looked at everything in the West District curiously.

The first place they passed was the Trey Bridge area, which was bustling with people and lively. The houses and shops were lined up in an orderly manner. The road was half narrower than that of the East District, but it was still flat.

Two sheriffs were chasing a homeless man who had stolen something, and behind the sheriffs was a panting old gentleman.

"Quick, catch that thief, damn tramp!"

"Don't run! Thief, you can't run!"

"Get out of the way."

The sheriffs pushed the crowd aside and chased forward.

Frieda looked at Locke,

"Aren't you going down to help?"

"This kind of thing is very common in the West District. The sheriffs will handle it. We don't need to help."

Locke pulled down the curtains to prevent anyone from seeing Frieda's beauty and being tempted.

Frieda pouted and pulled the curtains open again. Her eyes always followed the two sheriffs.

"Quick, carriage, turn the horse's head, I want to see if the sheriff has caught the thief."

Frieda said happily.

"No, we can't deviate from the established route."

Locke said seriously.

"But, but I want to see the result."

Frieda stamped her feet.

The carriage was still moving forward.

"Then do you still want to hunt?"

"Yes! But I want to see the result. I am a princess, I don't need to make a choice. If you don't tell me the result, I will get off the car now."

Frieda said willfully.

"Did I tell you not to reveal your identity as a princess on the road? You are just a lady of the Yumi family now."

Locke reminded again.

Frieda stamped her feet, "If you don't tell me the result, I won't be a lady of the Yumi family. I want to be a princess again!"

Locke wiped the sweat from his forehead and found that Frieda was really difficult to deal with.

The maid Natal persuaded, "Your Highness, you can't be so willful. We should listen to Mr. Bemon."

"Okay, no need to follow, I'll tell you the result."

"That's a thief disguised as a tramp. He will take off his disguise in the alley ahead, put on decent clothes and walk out. The two sheriffs will catch a tramp lying on the ground and dying, and send him to the old gentleman to report. This is the result."

Locke, who knows the situation in the West District very well, said.

Angela, Robson, Frieda and Natal all stared with their eyes wide open, unable to believe that this was the end.

"Locke, how did you know?"

Angela asked.

"I've seen this kind of thing many times, so I know it naturally."

Locke answered calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw two sheriffs outside the window dragging a skinny homeless man in front of the old gentleman,

"We caught him."

"Thank you, wait, where's my money? Why didn't I get my money back?"

"I don't know where this cunning thief is hiding. Let's take him back for questioning."

"hateful!!!"

Angela clenched her fists and was about to rush down to argue with the two sheriffs, but Di Mo grabbed her hand.

"Angela, we have more important things now."

Angela looked at Princess Frieda and lowered her head.

Frieda frowned and shouted,

"Incompetent Sheriff, you have arrested the wrong person. He is not the homeless man just now. Although they are dressed in the same rags, they obviously look different."

The two magistrates in blue uniforms turned around and saw Frieda in the carriage.

They looked at each other, and one of the burly Sheriffs came over and patted the body of the carriage hard, "Where did you get these nosy people from? You obstructed the Sheriff's handling of the case. Believe it or not, I will arrest you all."

They had yet to see anyone on the West Side who wasn't afraid of the Sheriff.

No one has ever dared to question face to face that they arrested the wrong person.

The Sheriff looked at Frieda with evil eyes.

Frieda frowned slightly, "You incompetent bitch, how dare you look at me like this? Believe it or not, I dug out your eyeballs and used them as glass balls."

Natal couldn't bear it anymore, and moved to the window, looking at the Sheriff fiercely,

"Which magistrate are you, and who is the chief?"

The scolded Sheriff was unhappy and pulled the reins of the carriage;

"You dare to insult the Sheriff and obstruct the handling of the case, come back to the Sheriff Court with us!"

Locke stuck his head out, took out his ID, and waved it in front of the Sheriff's eyes.

"Are you an investigator?"

The Sheriff changed his ferocious attitude and said with a low eyebrow,

"Sorry for disturbing your case."

"It doesn't matter, but the prisoner did catch the wrong one."

Locke reminded.

"We will release him immediately."

said the tall and burly Sheriff.

"Um."

Locke closed the curtains, blocking the Sheriff's view.

The carriage continued to move forward.

Frieda looked at Locke angrily, "Why don't you let me punish him? How dare he look at this princess like that!"

"You are now the young lady of the Yumi family, not a princess. Have you forgotten?"

Locke said calmly, "Since you are appearing in disguise, you should not reveal your identity and cause unnecessary trouble. Do you want the entire street to kneel down and let us move forward?"

"What's wrong with this? They should have kneeled down when they saw me."

Frieda raised her proud chin and put her hands on her hips.

"Yes, Her Majesty will be informed immediately that you have gone to the West End against her will."

Locke said.

"Well, I'm not a pariah."

Frieda looked at Natal, who nodded and whispered into her ear, "I've memorized the faces of the two sheriffs. I'll find their chief when I get back."

Frieda nodded slightly, trusting Natal's memory.

Locke listened to their whispers and silently lit wax for the two incompetent sheriffs in his heart.

"Locke, it seems that you often live in the West End and know it better than we do."

Sigurd said with a smile.

"No, if it's the tavern and the Rose Theater, no one knows it better than you."

Angela said teasingly.

"I'm familiar with the Rose Theater, but no one knows the tavern better than Di Mo."

Sigurd said.

Di Mo touched his wine bottle and raised his head innocently, "Please don't mention me, let me try to be a transparent person."

"Tavern? Rose Theater?"

Frieda's eyes lit up, "Locke, take me to play."

"No, that kind of place is not suitable for ladies."

Locke refused.

Robson also became nervous. He was originally implicated for no reason and escorted the princess to hunt. If the princess also visited places like the tavern and Rose Theater on the way, he would be charged with another crime.