Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

Chapter 156

Locke patted Sigurd's shoulder and said seriously.

"Okay, then I thank you."

Sigurd drank another drink,

"There is always something to talk about when drinking. Locke, tell me about those witches you have met. Are they all full of charm?"

Locke recalled the witches he met, Irene, Shelia, and Rhaenys. They were indeed full of charm, so he nodded,

"It is indeed the case."

"how is the taste?"

Sigurd raised his eyebrows.

"I have never tasted the taste of a witch, which is why I am still alive."

Locke said he was a serious person.

Sigurd didn't believe it at all, and the two discussed the topic of witches and drank a lot of wine.

It wasn't until Sigurd was almost drunk that Locke asked, "Can you lend me the dream heart?"

"What are you using it for? To enter Miss Witch's dream?"

Sigurd smiled and crooked Locke's shoulder with his elbow.

"No, I'm also curious about Lux's dream."

"Here, go and feel it. In fact, in addition to liking killing, she also has a special hobby. You will definitely like it. Don't tell others. This is our common secret."

Sigurd generously handed the Dream Heart to Locke.

Chapter 145, Hannah’s abnormality

What special hobbies does Lux have? Sigurd was so mysterious that Locke was a little curious.

But Locke didn't borrow the Dream Heart to explore Lux's dream, he wanted to check on Hannah's situation.

Locke said goodbye to Sigurd, returned home, and saw Hannah who was reading the newspaper.

Hannah yawned, "Locke, welcome home, you are finally back."

"Hannah, if I come back so late from now on, you don't have to wait for me. You can rest by yourself."

Locke whispered.

"Okay, I'll remember it. I wasn't actually waiting for you. I just read the newspaper and forgot about the time. Okay, I'll go to bed now."

Hannah sat up from the sofa, stretched, and then went up to the second floor.

When Alice saw the black cat Irene coming back with Locke, she immediately rushed out of the servant room,

"My great master, what help do you need?"

Alice blinked her red eyes and looked at Erin expectantly.

Erin said calmly, "I am not your master, he is."

"You are his master, and you are my master. Tell me what you have to say."

Alice hopes to make this witch like her as soon as possible, so that her life in this home will be easier in the future.

Locke was not in the mood to guess what she was thinking and went straight to the attic.

He picked up the dream heart in the shape of a silver pocket watch, looked at the time, and raised his ears to listen to Hannah.

At this time, Hannah, who was in the room, changed into pajamas and lay on the bed,

"Locke doesn't seem to be in a good mood today. He still smells of alcohol. Maybe he encountered something bad at work. Why didn't he tell me? I can enlighten him. There is really no need to drink. Forget it, he must have his reasons for not telling me. Hey, my brother has grown up and has his own secrets. It really makes my sister worry. "

"Don't Locke and Miss Rococo have that kind of relationship? They always go in and out together, and they often whisper together. I'm really worried."

"Rebecca and Alice are also worrying. What if the neighbors find out their identities? Will they make a fuss and send them to the gallows?"

Hannah muttered, tossing and turning on the bed, and fell asleep half an hour later.

Among Hannah's many worries, none of them were worried about being harmed by demons, vampires or witches.

This is indeed abnormal for ordinary people.

Locke's brows furrowed slightly, and it wasn't until he heard Hannah falling asleep completely and breathing steadily that he used the Heart of Dreams to enter Hannah's dream.

In a warmly decorated room, a little girl with brown hair and blue eyes was lying on the bed. A woman with black hair and a fuzzy face was gently reading her a bedtime story.

"Hannah, it's time for you to go to sleep."

"Mom, no, I want to hear one more."

Locke looked at the surrounding layout. This was obviously not Old John's apartment, which meant that Hannah spent her childhood somewhere else.

Is this black-haired woman his mother? Bud Belmont’s wife Joanne Mancini?

Why can't I see my facial features clearly?

"Hannah, mom is pregnant now and needs to rest early. Don't you want to see your brother?"

"Mom, Mom, I want to see my brother. Mom, why are you sure it's a brother and not a sister?"

"It's mom's intuition, and mom's intuition is never wrong."

"My mother is a legendary prophet. She is so powerful."

Hannah raised her little face and looked at the black-haired woman.

The black-haired woman rubbed her head, "Good Hannah, go to sleep."

"Yes, don't disturb mom's rest. Mom will give birth to a healthy little brother for you."

A man with short brown hair, wearing a tuxedo, a half-high silk top hat, a tall figure, but with an equally blurry face appeared. He put down his hat, took off his coat, walked into Hannah's room, and gave her a warm hug,

"Our little princess, look what I brought you?"

"Wow, it's a rabbit doll. I like rabbit dolls the most!"

Hannah jumped with excitement.

Finally, she fell asleep after being comforted by her father and mother.

Locke judged that this was Hannah's shallow dream.

After Hannah fell asleep, he followed his parents out of the room.

Bud Bemon and his wife Joan Mancini snuggled on the sofa, chatting about the neighbors' daily life, just like the most normal couple.

And their family did not seem to be poor, at least they were middle class.

Until the two of them went to bed, Locke checked the house himself.

Two bedrooms, a bathroom, a study, and a utility room, where various magic props were placed, which was in line with Bud Bemon's identity.

Locke finally returned to Hannah's room.

He found that one of the floor tiles in Hannah's room was slightly darker in color. He squatted down and fumbled for a while, and he could open it. This was a passage to the next floor.

Locke followed the passage to the second floor of the house.

It turned out to be the same space as the room on the previous floor, as if he had returned to the first floor, but Hannah on the bed had obviously grown up a little, and there was also a little boy with black hair and brown eyes.

Locke believed that the little boy was himself.

There was still a different floor in the room. Locke found the passage to the next floor again and walked down.

It was still Hannah's room, but the stuffed toys in the room had become books. Hannah began to love reading and joined the knowledge sect under the influence of her mother.

Little Locke also liked reading.

The Bemon family lived a happy life.

Locke did not notice the abnormality of the dream, but still found the entrance to the next floor in the room.

Could it be that Hannah's dream recorded her life? Does this mean that he might be able to see through this dream why Bud Bemon and his wife Joan Mancini left? And why did they capture so many children?

For now, the couple is still normal.

Locke entered the next floor, and the room became like the room of old John's apartment. Hannah, who had grown up, gently stroked her brother's head.

"Locke, don't worry, we just moved here temporarily. When mom and dad come back, they will take us back. They just went on tour. They won't abandon us."

Locke frowned slightly and continued to enter the next floor.

Hannah cried in the quilt, "Wuwuwu, Wuwuwu, Mom and Dad, why did you abandon us and leave us debts? What about Locke and me? What about us?"

Continue to the next floor.

The young Locke was lying on the bed, his face pale, and Hannah took good care of him beside the bed, "Locke, you will get better, sister only has you, you must, must get better."

This is still Hannah's shallow dream.

Locke looked at the entrance and hesitated whether to continue to enter.

But he couldn't think of any other way at the moment, so he decided to move forward and stepped into the next floor.

It was still Hannah's room, as if she had retreated from Old John's apartment to Hannah's childhood room, but the toys in the room were thrown on the ground in a mess, and Hannah's favorite rabbit doll was torn in the middle, and its head was taken off and thrown on the ground.

The room was empty, and there was a quarrel outside the room.

The sound was from Bud Bemon and his wife Joan Mancini.

Locke opened a crack in the door to see what they were doing.

Joan Mancini said angrily,

"Joan! How could you do this? Have you considered Hannah's future?"

"Bud, this is Hannah's fate. This is God's guidance. You shouldn't refuse it."

Joan Mancini, wearing a strange robe, looked like a witch or a sorceress at the moment.

Her face was still blurry, "Hannah's body is the perfect container for Him."

What does it mean? Him? Who is He?

God's guidance? The God of Wisdom of the Knowledge Sect?

How could the God of Wisdom need a container? Impossible, Joan Mancini did not believe in the goddess of knowledge and wisdom, and the true God did not need a container.

Locke was terrified when he thought about it, and at this moment, he felt that there was an extra head on his head.

It was a little girl with brown hair and blue eyes, named Hannah, only 3 years old.

She floated in the air, with her hands on Locke's shoulders.

Locke's hair stood up one by one.

There are two states when using the Heart of Dreams to enter the dream world. In the real dream, you can exist as a ghost, not only with God's vision, but also completely invisible to others and unable to touch you.

A false dream is a dream created by someone holding the Heart of Dreams. In this dream, the holder is generally given a certain identity. For example, in Miss Rebby Bilal's dream, Locke became a person with various identities. In that case, others can touch him.

And Locke clearly remembered that he entered Hannah's real dream.

So, in theory, people here can't see him, let alone touch him.

So, how did this "Hannah" do it?

She, no, He is not Hannah.

Is He an evil god? ! Or something else unknown? !

"You are not Locke Bemon."

The little girl cracked her mouth and showed a sinister smile.

At the same time, Locke used the Heart of Dreams to exit the dream in time.

He sat up from the bed, his back soaked with cold sweat.

What is sealed inside Hannah is not her evil part, but the evil god? !

Impossible, how could an ordinary person's body carry an evil god?

And there was no sign of contamination on his body.