Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

Hannah looked at Alice in surprise.

Locke said with great emotion, "Hannah, not far away, Alice and I met the poor homeless people. Alice donated all her money to them, so she couldn't pay the rent. I decided Take her in, she will live with us for a while until her salary is paid.”

"Forehead……"

Hannah looked at Alice, whose eyes were red from crying.

She nodded, looking very pitiful.

Did he meet a robber? Is it because of the confidentiality agreement that Locke doesn't take action against ordinary people?

Hannah patted Alice on the shoulder and said, "Alice, it's okay. Our house is very big. You can live wherever you want."

"Rebecca's servant room is empty anyway, so let's give it to Alice."

Locke said.

Hannah glanced at her brother and felt that he seemed to have arranged everything.

She pulled Locke aside and whispered, "We must ensure Alice's safety, you know?"

"Don't worry, I will take care of it. Miss Witch and Miss Devil will never touch her."

"Um."

Hannah nodded, feeling suddenly more at ease.

In the evening, 100 tons of rye flour, 150 tons of wheat flour and 50 tons of rice were pulled by large carriages to the reindeer manor in the Ur District.

The servants were stunned when they saw the large amount of food that suddenly entered the manor.

"Why do you need to buy so much food?"

"Who knows? Is there going to be a war? Hahaha."

They looked at the cheapest rye flour and made a mocking sound.

After all, the grains Locke bought didn't contain any meat or oil at all.

"Put all this food in the warehouse."

Butler Monte ordered.

The guards could only start carrying food, but they were still laughing at Locke, as if laughing at the manor owner was a kind of enjoyment for them.

"Look, I haven't eaten this rye flour in a long time."

"This is something only country people eat."

"Hahaha."

Butler Monte listened to their discussion and shook his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Chapter 143, There is no good person in this room!

The next morning, Locke arrived at the Abnormality Bureau and found Sigurd.

"Sigur, can you still see Miss Natal?"

Locke asked.

"It shouldn't be a problem. Do you have anything to do with her?"

Sigurd looked at Locke with a smile. He went to the church yesterday for purification. Sure enough, he was polluted to a certain extent, but now he is completely healed, and his skin has turned green again. He looks very much like the School of Life.

"They are the employees of the manor. I would like to ask Her Majesty the Princess if you can take them away? Just transfer them to other manors, because I can't hire so many people, mainly because I can't pay that much salary."

Locke said honestly that he knew his financial strength.

"That's it, why don't you marry Miss Andy or Miss Lucy. These two ladies can bring you countless wealth."

Sigurd raised his eyebrows and pointed out to Locke a way out of poverty.

"Sorry, Duke Hagen and Mr. Baker most likely look down on me. I'm just a little bronze investigator."

Locke said.

"Don't underestimate yourself, you can work hard."

"So can you help or not?"

"Of course I will help. Leave such a small matter to me. I will give you an answer tomorrow."

Sigurd patted his chest, indicating that everything would be left to him.

Locke breathed a sigh of relief and hoped that the employment problem of these old employees of the manor could be solved as soon as possible. He did not want the unemployment incident of the refinery workers to happen again in his manor.

Although the experience of these servants is completely different from that of workers, and even if they lose their jobs, they should be able to find jobs in other nobles, but it is not ruled out that some people will end up because of unemployment.

At 10 a.m., Locke and Boyd went to the Government Building on time to participate in the Queen's travel route planning meeting.

A total of 33 people attended the meeting, including various ministers whom Locke did not recognize, as well as the captain of the personal guard wearing a gorgeous knight uniform.

Locke and Boyd were the ones doing the whole thing, but in fact they had no say at all.

Because the ministers would not listen to their opinions, if Rhaenys came, maybe they would give her some face, but the two little investigators are not even gold medal investigators. In their view, they are just here to make up for their losses. .

"Her Majesty the Queen only needs to appear in the West End Square. There is no need to go to a place like the slums."

"Yes, those places are full of bedbugs and rats, as well as blood-sucking bugs that have hands and feet but are idle, just waiting for government relief."

"Her Majesty wants to appease unemployed workers, but many workers have been reduced to slums. How can we not go to slums?"

"Her Majesty the Queen is going to such a chaotic place. Who will be responsible if something happens? Can you take responsibility?"

"Isn't it time to plan a reasonable route? Donovan, this is what you Conservative Party is like. If you can't go anywhere, can you achieve what the Queen wants?"

"Reed, if something happens to Her Majesty the Queen, you Radical Party will be fully responsible!"

There was a heated discussion at the meeting, with MPs and ministers on both sides quarreling over whether the Queen should arrive in the slums.

Various political parties were also involved.

The arrogant guard captain was holding coffee, listening to their quarrel, and glanced sideways at the handsome Locke with an expressionless face.

"You have become an investigator at such a young age, and are you honored to be able to participate in the task of protecting the Queen?"

His arrogant tone made people want to ignore him, but the polite Locke still said something ironic,

"Yes, I'm honored."

"Don't worry, this meeting will last for one day, let's just drink coffee and eat some desserts, and that's it for the day."

Guard Captain Gregory George said.

Locke looked at Boyd.

"I rarely participate in such meetings, but they do have a desire to express themselves. Tea is a good choice. Please give me a cup of Attenborough black tea."

Boyd looked at the staff behind him and said, "Give the guy next to me a drink too, and dessert."

"OK."

The staff exited the conference room.

Boyd and Locke were soon served fine Attenborough black tea and desserts.

Gregory George looked at Boyd. Since the kingdom restricted the import of Attenborough's goods, Attenborough black tea has been sold at a very high price and has become an exclusive exclusive for the nobles. It is also the only place in the government building. stock available.

Unexpectedly, Boyd, a little investigator, also knows how to taste tea.

"Drinking a cup of black tea in the morning can keep you energetic for the day."

Boyd said with a sad face. Just looking at his expression, it can be said that he is completely unconvincing.

"Are you forced to protect Her Majesty the Queen? I suggest you wear a mask then, otherwise your good mood will be ruined if Her Majesty the Queen sees you like this."

Gregory George looked at Boyd and said.

Boyd said, "Okay, I'll look into getting a mask."

Gregory George rolled his eyes and didn't understand why it was not enough to have the Guards, but these sheriffs had to be involved. They were completely incomparable to the well-trained guards of the Guards, especially in terms of character.

People with a little more blood, even the ministers, started to quarrel. These two people seemed to be the ones who couldn't quarrel, even if they wanted to find fault, they couldn't find fault.

Gregory George did not want to be associated with Boyd and Locke, so he stopped talking to them.

Locke began to yawn after the ministers argued all morning.

"Maybe if I really need a day, I'd better read a book."

He took out the Gulong language dictionary he carried with him and began to study.

Boyd also started reading a book, this time it was not Miss Jacqueline's photo album. Ever since he learned that Sigurd had physical contact with Miss Jacqueline, Boyd decided not to read Miss Jacqueline's photo album anymore and seek Spiritual cleansing.

What he was reading was the very serious best-selling novel "The Girl's Redemption".

Gregory George found that the two of them were concentrating on reading, and raised his eyebrows displeased.

It happened that the ministers quarreled again on another issue.

Gregory George suddenly said,

"The two senior magistrates sent by the Magistrates Court will also participate in this event, so it is better to listen to their opinions."

The ministers followed Gregory George's gaze and saw Locke and Boyd reading silently in the corner.

Locke was fine, and he was reading a very serious reference book, but Boyd was reading "The Redemption of a Girl" which was a bit off.

"Two Sheriffs, are you here for a tea party? Drink black tea, eat snacks and read a book. Oh, you guys are really enjoying yourself."

Conservative Representative Donovan said.

"Yes, young Sheriff, do you think we are using dragon language in our meetings? You are still looking through the dictionary."

Radical Party representative Reid said.

"Forget about this person who reads the dictionary, look at the other one. Not only is he crying, but he is also reading a vulgar book like "The Redemption of a Girl". Who asked you to make up the numbers?"

For the first time, MPs and ministers from the Conservative and Radical parties reached a consensus on the same thing, criticizing Locke and Boyd for their actions.

Gregory George raised his face, with a faint smile on his lips. His goal was achieved.

From the beginning, he disliked these two people and thought they were redundant.

Locke wished he could be kicked out. This boring meeting was simply a waste of precious time. He still had a lot of things to do.

Facing the questions from everyone, Boyd slowly spoke,

"This is a book that records the real customs and customs of the Western District. It also introduces the distribution of evil forces in various regions of the Western District. I think it is necessary to take a look."

Everyone was slightly stunned, not expecting this kid to be so quibbley.

"Then tell me, how does reading this book help you plan the route the Queen wants to take?"

asked the Conservative MP.

A sad expression appeared on Boyd's face, "Don't go to the Mar block. You can go to the Pate block. It is very close to the slums, but it is not a slum, and many unemployed workers gather there, because there are The dock, they can do odd jobs at the dock.”

Donovan and the Conservative MPs nodded repeatedly, "You're right, you can't go to the slums."

Members of the radical party began to curse again.

“If you want to see the most realistic situation in the West End, how can you not go to the Mar Street?”

"That's right, Her Majesty the Queen has so many guards like you. If something happens again, you will all be useless."

Gregory George lay down with his gun inexplicably and said dissatisfied,

"No matter which route we take, we will protect the safety of Her Majesty the Queen!"

The meeting continued and the bickering continued.

Boyd and Locke continued to read.

At 8 p.m., the two finally left the government building.

"The efficiency of the kingdom is really worrying."

Locke sighed.

"I hope we can discuss the route tomorrow. They are so noisy that I can't read seriously."

Boyd said.

The two looked at each other, nodded tacitly, and then said goodbye and went home.