Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

Shalluna Bergman nodded slightly, thinking that what she was looking for was the Witch's Heart, and it was not convenient to share intelligence with Locke.

"Okay, I look forward to seeing you next time."

She waved, turned around, took two steps, took two steps back, and returned to Locke.

Locke thought she was going to make trouble for him, but Shalluna Bergman stretched out her hand,

"Can you give me a few candies? I think adding them to the wine will taste surprisingly good."

Is it the true fragrance theorem?

"Of course."

Locke took out a bag of candies from his coat pocket and generously gave them all to Shalluna Bergman, hoping that Shalluna Bergman could carry them with her and eat a few every day, so that he could sit at home and enjoy her superpowers for free.

"So many?"

Shalluna Bergman looked at Locke in surprise.

"I'm actually a confectioner."

"I smell the smell of flour and candy on you. You are indeed a good cook."

"Thank you for the compliment. If you need anything next time, feel free to contact me."

"Yeah."

Shalluna Bergman smiled and put away the candy. She decided to invite Locke to a better tavern for a drink next time.

The female knight Shalluna Bergman left the tavern, and Locke also left the tavern and came to a cemetery.

There are many abandoned cemeteries in the suburbs. There are no priests or gravekeepers guarding them. It is the most suitable place for experiments.

Since the ability of [Affinity of the Dead] was acquired, it has not been experimented. The group of employees in the Reindeer Manor were essentially recruited by Irene, and they have nothing to do with him, Locke, so he has to try it himself and recover one or two undead.

After all, the skill [Respect of the Dead] after [Affinity of the Dead] is upgraded sounds good.

Although there is some terrible infinite snake in his body, Locke is not 100% desperate.

I am a man with a system. Will I really be replaced?

Instead of thinking about these uncertain factors, it is better to brush up your skills and make yourself stronger.

Perhaps when your power is strong enough to fight against the infinite snake in your body, you can devour its power.

The surface of the cemetery is covered with thick fallen leaves and weeds. The scattered trees on the roadside, the withered leaves squeak, as if announcing the departure of life.

The high and low tombstones are looming, some are collapsed and deformed, and even covered with moss.

The cemetery is too quiet, with only the sound of wind and the friction of dead leaves, which makes people feel waves of fear.

In front of a tomb at the end, a crow stood on the tombstone and made a shrill cry.

Locke walked into the cemetery, rustling on the leaves, and looked around vigilantly to prevent anything from suddenly appearing and scaring himself.

Although he came to find the undead, he couldn't help but be scared when one suddenly appeared.

Unfortunately, after walking around the cemetery, Locke didn't find a single undead.

The dead under the tombstones were too quiet.

Locke could only give up this cemetery and look for the next one.

"Is it the wrong time?"

Locke guessed.

Until night fell, Locke sent his Ming clone to keep the appointment, and continued to look for the undead in the cemetery.

Ming clone was a little excited for the first time to perform a mission.

He hoped to leave a good impression on Locke.

Locke Ming came to the floor where Renis lived in the Abnormal Adjustment Bureau.

Dong Dong Dong——

Locke Ming knocked on the door.

Renis opened the door. She was wearing lace pajamas and looked completely different from usual. There was a strange glow in her beautiful eyes.

"Beautiful Director, I can wait outside."

Locke Ming covered his eyes and maintained gentlemanly etiquette.

Renis sniffed the smell on Locke Ming, and a hint of surprise appeared in her eyes.

"Are you Locke's clone?"

"Director, are you kidding? How can I have a clone?"

"I am very familiar with this smell. If you are not a clone, prove it to me."

Renis stretched out her hand and pulled Locke Ming in.

"What do you mean, Director?"

"The clone can't do that, because the master will feel the same. If your master is in an embarrassing place, hehe."

Renis decided to punish this ignorant employee who dared to fool her with a clone. No matter where he is now or what serious things he wants to do, please let me experience what social death is.

At this time, Locke, who was in the cemetery, suddenly felt something wrong with his body. Then he turned around and saw a beautiful tombstone...

Chapter 171, Lady Rosaria Jimenez, the Witch of the Dead

"Huh? What's wrong with me? Why does this tombstone look so graceful?"

Locke looked at the tombstone in surprise and felt a burst of heat in his body.

Oh no, did I get some terrible disease?

Something is wrong, it's a clone.

Locke knelt on one knee and held the tombstone beside him, trying to suppress his emotions. In a trance, he saw Renis's graceful figure, amber pupils, and plump red lips.

At this time, Locke Ming, who had been pressed on the sofa by Renis, also saw a cemetery in a trance.

"Director, I'm afraid it's not appropriate for us to do this."

The upright and kind Locke Ming didn't want to cause irreparable losses to the main body because of his mistakes.

"What's inappropriate?"

Rhaenys lowered her head, and her black hair fell on the tip of Lockmin's nose. It smelled good and was very smooth.

"Director, I have a very secret information that I want to tell you, so can you please get off me first? You have seriously affected my work."

Lockmin looked at Rhaenys sincerely.

"Intelligence? Work?"

Rhaenys raised her eyebrows slightly, "It's already off work time. If you have anything to do, we can talk about it tomorrow."

"But Mr. Director, this is related to the safety of Her Majesty the Queen."

Luo Ming said seriously.

When Rhaenys heard Katerina, she sat up and let Lockmin go for the time being.

At this time, Locke, the main body, finally got a chance to breathe, quickly found a pond, and jumped in.

He didn't want to do anything weird in the cemetery. Rhaenys must have noticed that she let the clone pass and deliberately teased him.

After entering the water, I felt refreshed and instantly felt much clearer.

But soon, Locke felt the heat again and an indescribable happiness.

Rhaenys still attacked her clone!

This woman obviously likes Katerina, but she still can't help but attack her doppelganger.

Although it was the clone that was happy, Locke also felt the same way, which shocked Locke. Could it be that this kind of thing can also convey feelings through the clone?

However, will I be responsible for Rhaenys in this way?

In theory, it shouldn't be necessary, right? What does what Ming did have to do with me, Locke?

Moreover, Ming's upright character was obviously forced, and even if she had to take responsibility, it was Rhaenys who was responsible for Ming.

Sure enough, after she was done, Rhaenys licked her tongue with satisfaction, patted the handsome cheek of Lokmin who was hopeless on the sofa,

"Although it's just a clone, it tastes very good."

"You are just like me, just a clone, right?"

Luo Ming said suddenly.

Rhaenys's clone was stunned, and the corners of her mouth raised, "Yes, I am also a clone. When did you find out?"

"My true self would at least care about Her Majesty the Queen, but you only want to eat me."

Luo Ming said aggrievedly, as if he had just suffered a big loss.

"So what information do you have to report to me?"

Rhaenys leaned over and raised Lockmin's chin. She liked hearing Lockmin say no in a serious manner, while her body cooperated very honestly.

"People from the Knowledge Sect have infiltrated the Abnormality Bureau."

Lockmin said.

"Knowledge Sect? Have those madmen appeared again?"

Rhaenys's clone frowned slightly, picked up the clothes scattered on the floor, put them on, and walked towards the window.

The moonlight climbed up to her ankles along the window edge, and then retreated out again the next second.

Rhaenys turned and looked at Lockmin,

"Have you determined your target?"

"It should be Di Mo. As for whether it's Angela or not, we can't tell yet."

"Is there any evidence?"

"No, it's just my gut feeling."

Lockmin said.

"Since there is no evidence, don't tell anyone about this matter, I will handle it."

Rhaenys picked up a pipe, took a puff, and slowly blew out the smoke ring.

"Director, can you help solve Rebecca's problem now?"

…

The real Locke finally swam ashore from the pond. When he raised his head, he saw a white skeleton.

In the cemetery, skeletons in twos and threes looked at Locke curiously.

Locke's performance just now was too wonderful. He gently stroked the tombstone for a while, planned to kiss the tombstone for a while, pushed the tombstone away for a while, jumped into the water for a while, and made a happy sound after reaching the water.

Finally, Locke swam ashore, and they couldn't wait to gather around him, as if they were visiting a precious giant panda.

"what's the situation?"

Locke was stunned. He didn't expect that there were so many skeletons hidden in this cemetery.

humiliation! It's simply humiliating!

Otherwise, we should kill people and silence them, and get rid of them all, right?

It seems that the level of these skeletons is not high. They should be able to kill them instantly. It doesn't matter what the contract is. A person wants face and a tree wants skin. If it is spread that he thinks the tombstone is Rhaenys, it won't be too much. A strange nickname for "monument fetishist"?

When Locke was about to kill the skeleton and silence him, a petite skeleton came over, stretched out his little hand, and grabbed Locke.

"Brave adventurer, I am Nana, the maid of Rosalia Jimenez. Rosalia Jimenez was indeed pursued by many men because of her beauty during her lifetime, but none of them loved her as much as you. It is so deep that even the tombstone of Rosalia Jimenez can arouse your love. For this reason, Rosalia Jimenez invites you to her manor to have dinner with her. ”

Locke looked at the little skeleton Nana with a confused look on his face. What's going on? Who is Rosalia Jimenez? The owner of that unfortunate tombstone just now?

Rosalia Jimenez’s estate? Isn't she already dead? I have no interest in dining with dead people.

Wait, how can I understand what the skeleton is saying?

Is it because of the new skills?