Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

Even wearing the simplest riding clothes, she couldn't hide her proud figure.

Locke felt that her clothes must be custom-made, otherwise her shoulders wouldn't be so narrow, her chest so broad, her waist so slender, and her hips so perfect.

She rode on a snow-white snow deer horse, and except for the crown on her head, she had taken off almost all the jewelry.

If she wasn't bent on starting a war, Locke would believe that she did this just to be close to the people.

After all, most of the residents in the West District were not rich.

And she was about to appease a group of unemployed workers, so it was really inappropriate to dress too gorgeously.

Katerina waved to the crowd and smiled.

The citizens of the West District burst into even more enthusiastic cheers.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

Their eyes were filled with tears of excitement, and they were excited to keep going, like crazy star chasers.

If the roads on both sides were not guarded by guards and sheriffs, they might break through the human wall and rush up like a flood.

Katerina looked at them with a smile, until she saw a girl being squeezed and fell, then her smile faded and her brows slightly frowned.

Seeing that the girl was about to be trampled, Locke took action in time, dismounted and pushed the guards away, and helped the girl up.

The girl had two braids, many freckles on her face, and was very thin, as if a gust of wind could blow her away.

"Lisa, are you okay?"

"Locke, Locke, I'm fine."

Lisa blushed. She and her sister came to watch the queen's parade, but they got separated and were pushed down by someone, and almost met death.

In order to witness the queen's face, they set out at 5 o'clock in the morning and walked all the way to the area near the Tre Bridge. Who knew that the people here got up early like them.

Locke breathed a sigh of relief, stabilized Lisa's body, and made sure that she would not fall again. He planned to return to the team, but found that the guards had taken the initiative to make way.

In addition, the other guards pushed the crowd back, leaving only Locke and the girl Lisa.

Katerina came over on a snow deer horse.

She dismounted, came to Lisa, and asked with concern, "Are you okay, child?"

Although Lisa was 13 years old, she was very thin compared to her peers due to long-term malnutrition, and looked no different from a child of 11 or 12 years old.

"I, I, I'm fine. I'm fine. Thank you, thank you, Your Majesty."

Lisa was so excited that she was incoherent and wanted to kneel down immediately.

Katerina supported her and said gently, "No need to kneel down, your leg is injured."

She turned her head and looked at the maid Mora McMillan who followed her.

Ms. Mora McMillan immediately took out a bag of money and handed it to Lisa.

"Find a doctor to take a good look."

Katerina rubbed Lisa's hair, and Lisa cried excitedly.

"Woo, woo, woo, thank you, Your Majesty, thank you."

The people around were boiling again.

"Your Majesty is so gentle."

"So kind."

"Wow, I'm so touched too. I wish it was me who got knocked down."

Amid the people's discussions, Locke seemed to have become the one who helped the queen establish a noble image.

The corners of Locke's mouth twitched slightly.

Catherine's eyes fell on his handsome young face.

"Young man, what's your name?"

"Locke Bemon."

Locke replied.

"Well done, let's go, keep up with the team."

Catherine said appreciatively, and she rode on the horse again.

Locke also got on the horse and returned to Sieg and other colleagues.

Angela gave Locke a thumbs up.

"Locke, you have a good eye, we didn't notice it."

"Locke, your kindness is worthy of praise."

Rhaenys said.

"In fact, Lisa was my former neighbor."

Locke explained.

"Even so, you can leave the team and save people during the Queen's parade, which is enough to show your courage."

Rhaenys said lightly,

"Since Her Majesty has forgiven you, I won't make it difficult for you when you go back. Just write a profound self-reflection."

"Self-reflection? Okay, I know I was wrong."

Only then did Locke realize that his behavior was so rash.

Of course, if the person who fell was not an acquaintance of his, perhaps he would not have taken action.

Because during the Queen's parade, any inexplicable uncontrollable factors will lead to accidents.

If someone has ulterior motives and deliberately designed an accident to win the sympathy of Her Majesty the Queen and then assassinate the Queen, Locke's behavior is to help the assassin.

At this time, the ministers and parliamentarians in the carriage were quietly scolding Locke.

"The people under Rhaenys are really getting more and more ignorant."

"It's a good opportunity to impeach Rhaenys."

"Fortunately, nothing happened, otherwise this Locke Bemon would be sent to the gallows."

Locke rubbed his ears to block out the voices scolding him.

Maura McMillan walked beside the Queen and said softly,

"Your Majesty, we are still some distance away from the square. Do you want to stop and rest?"

"No, we have already wasted a lot of time."

Caterina looked at the maid, "Was that boy an investigator?"

"Yes, Locke Beamon is said to be very close to Princess Frieda, and Her Royal Highness recently gave him the Reindeer Manor."

Mora McMillan replied.

"Interesting."

Katerina knew her sister. She seemed willful and domineering, always playing with all kinds of playboys, but in fact she was deep-minded and never did anything beyond the line.

Her willfulness and arrogance were all to make herself feel at ease and not focus on her.

It should be said that there are no simple women in the royal family.

"It is said that Locke Beamon is also involved in the new route in the West District, and he also gave good suggestions."

Mora McMillan continued.

"Yeah."

Katerina nodded slightly, no longer asking about Locke, and concentrated on interacting with the subjects.

Half an hour later, the team finally arrived at the West District Square.

Chapter 162, Long Live Her Majesty the Queen

[Ding! Witch information detected: Katerina Tumen]

[Successful feeding can randomly obtain a superpower of this witch]

[Fruit candy detected on the host]

[Feeding success rate 0.1%]

The belated system prompt sound scared Locke.

What? Her Majesty is a witch? !

And her name is not Irene Mostia? !

They are not the same person, but they are both witches with similar appearances!

[Talk to witch Katerina Tumen, witch affinity +1]

"Yes, I just talked to her for a few words."

[Talk to witch Maura McMillan, witch affinity +1]

"??? She is also a witch?"

[Talk to witch Julie Townsend, witch affinity +1]

"??? Who is this?"

[Talk to witch Bronya Peters, witch affinity +1]

"?"

[Talk to witch Charluna Bergman, witch affinity +1]

"?"

[Witch affinity has reached 10 points, promoted to witch temptation]

[Witch temptation: You are like a ripe peach, any witch who sees you wants to take a bite. ]

[Advanced path: Successfully escape from the eyes of 10 high-level witches and upgrade to witch master. ]

[Witch master: You will become the master of witches, and any witch will bow down to you. They will follow you unconditionally, even if you will eventually fail. 】

"?"

Locking had many question marks on his head, and a confused expression on his face.

Wait, how did the witch affinity suddenly upgrade?

When did he come into contact with so many witches?

Her Majesty the Queen is a witch, and Her Majesty's maid, Mora McMillan, is also a maid.

What about the other three people?

Locke recalled carefully, who else he had come into contact with just now.

They were three female knights in the Royal Guards, and they were unexpectedly witches.

Probably because Locke had a natural affinity with witches, they all took the initiative to say a few words to Locke, and the system assumed that they were chatting up.

This late reminder, could it be because there were too many witches at once, and the system crashed?

Locke used his inner complaints to cover up his nervousness.

Who would have thought that he would be surrounded by five witches in an instant, no, including Renis, a total of 6!

This is even when the high-level members of the Life Sect and the Alchemy Sect are present.

Is there still hope for the Tumen Kingdom?

Or are all these witches registered, and the Tumen Kingdom itself has a secret witch army?

Locke swallowed his saliva and subconsciously touched the devil's pipe.

Unfortunately, the devil Rebecca could not bring him much sense of security.

Locke noticed that whether it was Her Majesty the Queen, the maid beside her, or the black-haired director Renis, the way they looked at him had changed subtly.