Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

Robson felt like there was a thick dark cloud above his head, and he didn't know when it would dissipate.

I can only pray that the mission will end as soon as possible and that Her Royal Highness the Princess will return to the Queen's District safely.

"I said I wanted to go to a tavern, why are you shaking? Are taverns that scary?"

Frieda looked at Robson who was trembling slightly without knowing what he was thinking.

Robson shook his head, "Yeah, I'm sorry, that would be a really scary thing if you were going to go."

"coward."

Frieda snorted coldly and decided to go hunting at the manor today, and then find a way to go to the tavern and Rose Theater tomorrow. She was full of curiosity about new things.

The carriage left the Trey Bridge area and entered the lively dock area. The workers here exuded a strong smell of sweat, which made Frieda and Natal just want to get away as soon as possible.

And they like to make vulgar jokes and whistle to tease the beautiful Frieda in the carriage.

"Tsk, a young lady from some family would actually appear here."

"More beautiful than Miss Jenny from the Rose Theater. I really wish she was also a member of the theater, so that I can spend it after I save enough money."

"There is a down-and-out aristocratic girl in the Rose Theater on Charles Street. Her skin is as juicy as a freshly boiled egg, and her thighs..."

Natal immediately covered Frieda's ears to prevent these dirty words from reaching her ears.

"Car driver, drive faster and get out of this smelly and dirty place."

Natal said.

The coachman sped up.

Locke was still thinking about the dessert he hadn't finished, and it seemed that his mission to increase Rhaenys' favorability was going to go to waste again.

The carriage drove for an hour. Frieda remained curious and kept looking at the world outside the window until the world gradually changed from color to gray. Most people in the West District of Kosolk wore gray because of this color. The fabric is the cheapest, and the gray chimneys, gray buildings, and gray figures make this place look lifeless and lifeless.

Frieda asked in confusion, "They are so thinly dressed, aren't they cold? The buildings here are really featureless at all, why don't they use green glazed tiles and stained glass?"

"Your Highness, this is the world of civilians."

Natal said.

"Help, help! Help me."

A lady was pulled into an alley by two burly men. Frieda stood up excitedly, her head touching the dome of the carriage.

She covered her head and sat down, "Locke, Sigurd, go and save people! There is a lady who is experiencing misfortune."

Sigurd was about to take action when Locke stopped him.

"Don't pay attention. This is a scam that happens every day in Kosolk. If you fall for it, you will be blackmailed out of a lot of money."

"It's such a waste of my sympathy that this is the case."

Sigurd sat back down.

Frieda was stunned for a moment, then she put her head out again, "Yes, a liar?"

"Yes."

Locke nodded.

"But the lady screamed very miserably. It doesn't sound like a scam. Natal, let's get out of the car and take a look."

Frieda held up her long skirt and planned to get off the carriage.

Natal stopped in front of Frieda, "Your Highness, even if what happened really happened, it's not worth getting out of your car. You're just a civilian."

Sigurd glanced at Natal and said nothing.

Angela narrowed her eyes.

Di Mo continued to drink.

Robson is still thinking about how he will be held accountable by the director when he returns to the Bureau of Abnormalities.

Locke nodded slightly, "Yes, Princess Frieda, your life is above all else."

Although he didn't think so himself.

"Locke, Natal, you are preventing a righteous princess from saving her innocent people."

Frieda still wanted to rush out of the car.

Locke stretched out his hand to stop her,

"You get out of the car now and walk into the alley. The two gangsters will tell you that the lady's father owes them a large debt. If it is not repaid, the lady must repay it with her body. You will not hesitate. You pay the gangsters freely. When the gangsters see how generous you are and how beautiful you are, they will take risks, kidnap you, and extort more property from your family. Do you believe it?"

"No way, Locke, you are simply alarmist. I trust my own judgment. Natal, get off the car with me."

Frieda said in a tone that left no room for doubt. She pushed Locke away and got out of the car.

Natal could only follow.

"Robson, follow them."

Locke said.

Robson nodded and followed.

Angela blinked, "I also want to watch the fun."

So Frieda, Natal, Angela, and Robson followed into the alley.

The two gangsters were touching the lady. The disheveled lady in a long linen skirt cried and said,

"Help me, help me."

"stop!"

Frieda was excited. This was the first time she had encountered such a thing. For so many years, she had been considered a unruly and willful princess, but after today, everyone's perception will be subverted.

They will see the partner of justice - Princess Frieda!

Princess Frieda rushed to the gangster angrily,

"Let this lady go! Get your dirty hands off her."

Both the gangster and the lady who was "violated" were stunned.

Their original target was a lustful gentleman, but now they attracted a beautiful young lady.

Although this young lady was not alone, she was accompanied by a maid who looked very weak, and two children.

The two gangsters exchanged glances and nodded in tacit understanding.

"Her father, old James, owes us a large sum of money and has never paid it back. We have the right to use her to pay off the debt. Don't meddle in other people's business."

Chapter 131, Encountering a Fat Sheep

Frieda was stunned. She didn't expect the gangster to say such a thing. Isn't this the same as Locke expected?

She looked back at her personal maid Natal, who nervously pulled Frieda's sleeve, "Or, let's go back."

"Coincidence, it must be a coincidence."

Frieda said, looking back at the two muscular gangsters, one of them had a beard, and the other had a clear scar on his face. The common mark was a big red nose.

"How much does it cost?"

Frieda asked.

Robson was about to show his investigator's ID, but was stopped by Angela.

Angela wanted to see if the subsequent development would be consistent with Locke's expectations.

"50,000 mikro," the bearded gangster said, looking up.

He thought he had met a fat sheep this time and should slaughter it well, so he quoted a high price.

"50,000 mikro?"

Frieda's eyes showed a look of astonishment, and the gangster thought his words had frightened the lady.

Natal leaned close to Frieda's ear and said, "It's equivalent to 5 gold mikro."

Frieda breathed a sigh of relief, "I just subconsciously thought he wanted 50,000 gold mikro, which is also a huge sum of money for me."

Angela rolled her eyes, "You shouldn't say that."

The two gangsters and the "bullied" lady looked at each other and realized that they seemed to have quoted a low price.

The sheep in front of them might be fatter than expected.

"Natal, give it to him."

Frieda ordered.

Natal took out her wallet, took out 5 gold mikro, and handed it to the bearded gangster.

The bearded gangster and the scarred gangster were stunned at the same time.

They have been in the West District for so long, but have never seen the real Kimmick.

Kimmick has the head portrait of Austin Tumen, the first king of the Tumen Kingdom, printed on it, symbolizing absolute power and wealth.

The bearded gangster was delighted and looked at Kimmick carefully against the sun.

The sun shone on Kimmick, and the crown on Austin Tumen's head emitted a golden light. He grinned, "It's real! Look, this piece is real gold!"

The scar-faced gangster and the lady with tears on her face both showed surprise.

Lolita and Robson could tell from this expression that the three were indeed in the same group.

Only Frieda and Natal couldn't tell.

"Okay, let them go."

Frieda said.

"Haha."

The bearded gangster waved his hand, and the scar-faced gangster let go.

The disheveled lady wiped her eyes and rushed to Frieda, "Thank you, thank you so much, you are such a kind person, you are an angel sent by the goddess, I don't know how to repay you?"

Frieda was so flattered by her that she smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay, get up."

The moment the lady got up, her eyes suddenly became sharp, and she turned around and grabbed Frieda's neck.

The bearded gangster and the scarred gangster immediately blocked the exit of the alley and surrounded the four people.

"What are you going to do?"

Frieda was caught off guard.

The maid Natal looked at the woman who suddenly changed her face nervously, "Let go of the public, my lady! You ungrateful thing."

The scarred gangster showed a ferocious smile,

"Haha, we are lucky today to meet a group of fat sheep like you, hahaha, tie them all up for me!"

"Yes, a rich man who can easily take out 5 gold mik must be willing to pay enough ransom!"

The bearded gangster also laughed.

The woman pulled her clothes to cover the large white scenery on her chest, and looked at Frieda with a sly smile, "I have never seen such tender skin. Did she grow up in milk? It's really enviable, sweetheart, come back with us."

"Let go."

Frieda pushed the woman away, "It's exactly the same as Locke said, you liars, Robson, Angela, I order you to catch them for me!"

"Yes!"

Robson answered immediately, he drew out his long sword and wanted to duel with the bearded gangster.

Angela covered her forehead with one hand, she found that Robson was really a rigid person, because the Bureau of Investigation stipulated that the strange ability could not be used on ordinary people, and the identity of the strange person must be kept secret, so Robson planned to use the sword in his hand to defend his dignity.

Angela lifted her princess dress and took out a huge Gatling gun.

"You are unlucky to meet me. I will let you try my latest weapon."

The bearded gangster, the scarred gangster, and the woman who was pushed to the ground were all stunned. Before they could react, Angela pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Bang, bang, bang——

The bullets of the Gatling gun poured out like a rain of bullets, hitting the scarred man and turning him into a sieve.