Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

But Locke, who heard his inner voice, explained in a friendly manner,

"These are the little servants sent to the manor, and the procedures are all legal. Reindeer Manor is a manor under the name of Princess Frieda, so you need to keep it secret."

"It turned out to be Her Royal Highness, I, I, I, I am so honored."

The coachman was moved to tears.

"Can the fare be reduced by 10 grams?"

Locke asked.

"No!"

The coachman said firmly, but at the same time he was afraid of offending a certain adult, so he lowered his head and muttered, "Her Royal Highness's servants should not be short of money, right?"

Chapter 174, Born to be rebellious

"Of course, how could Her Royal Highness's servants be short of money."

Locke smiled embarrassedly, it turned out that Princess Frieda's face was not worth 10 grams, and the noble status of this era was just so-so.

The coachman stopped at the door of Reindeer Manor, and Locke blindfolded him with a black cloth again.

"Sorry, the princess wants her manor to remain mysterious."

"It's okay, I won't see anything, nothing happened tonight."

The coachman said sensibly.

The little skeletons got off the car one by one, making giggling sounds.

"We're here, we're here."

"Is this our new home? Wow, it's so grand here, can I finally sleep on the bed?"

"I still like to burrow into the soil."

"It's a little bit of pursuit, okay? This is a class leap. From now on, we are no longer unknown skeletons."

Locke covered his mouth, picked up the little skeleton, and threw it into the manor.

After all the skeletons got off the car, Locke entered the manor and entrusted them to the temporary butler of the manor, an old skeleton who looked more intelligent. It is said that he had been a butler for the Baron's Mansion for three months before his death. Because he saw something he shouldn't have seen, he was killed to silence him.

The old butler's name is Oss. Oss looked at this group of lively little skeletons, and a loving light appeared in his empty eyes.

"Mr. Locke, I will take good care of your children."

"Uh... Mr. Oss, do I look like I can give birth to so many... people?"

Locke complained.

"Yes, we are all Lord Locke's followers, we are not Lord Locke's children."

The little skeletons were full of energy, and suddenly felt very kind when they saw so many undead in the manor.

"Well, they are left to you, just arrange some work, don't let them idle."

Locke said seriously, as the owner of the manor, he felt that he should maintain his dignity.

Especially in front of a group of gloomy and terrifying, not so cute skeletons, forcing calm is equivalent to being very serious.

It seems that without Miss Irene's company, it is still a bit reluctant to come to the manor alone.

I really don't understand how those undead wizards can get along with the skeletons day and night. Locke remembered that he had seen a magazine saying that some undead wizards love corpses, like to fall in love with their own skeletons, and even marry minotaurs as wives.

Locke thought it was incredible.

He left the manor, came to the shivering coachman, and untied the gauze on his eyes.

The coachman still didn't dare to open his eyes,

"Sir, can we go?"

"Of course, we can go."

The coachman breathed a sigh of relief. After hearing Locke get on the car, he pulled the reins without hesitation, turned the horse's head, and left here.

I don't know why, he just got goose bumps all over his body, and always felt that there was a ghost staring at him.

I don't know if Princess Frieda's reindeer manor is doing any terrible illegal activities.

Of course, he, a small civilian, dared not say anything about what these nobles did.

Thinking of this, he felt that his guest was still very considerate and blindfolded himself to avoid seeing any scenes that he shouldn't see.

The coachman sent Locke back to the East District. Locke got off the car in advance and walked home cautiously.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Alice rushing out for help.

"Great master, you are finally back. Please save Alice. Rebecca wants to eat me."

"Haha, little vampire, don't run. Let this demon eat you!"

A white smoke skull instantly appeared in front of Locke. The moment she saw Locke, she laughed.

'You just hide behind Locke Belmont. It's just right for me to eat you together. While Locke Belmont has not awakened yet, this demon has already completed two-thirds of the soul. Hahaha, although you just helped me complete one-third of the soul, the demon is not grateful. If you want to blame, you can only blame you for treating me as a servant before! Hahaha, die! '

Locke raised his eyebrows after hearing Rebecca's voice, and launched the [Shadow Gun Shooting] at the shadow of the demon Rebecca, freezing its shadow.

Rebecca stopped like a beast, only 3cm away from Locke.

'Huh? Why can't I move? Could it be that he has awakened some of his terrifying power? That's right, if not, how could he convince that woman Renis to help me!!! '

Because Rebecca didn't know it was because of the shadow, and she was already afraid of the infinite snake in Locke's body, she just gave in and turned back into a little girl, looking at Locke obediently,

"Great Master, you are back. I am playing a cat and mouse game with Alice, secretly scaring her. What a complete coward."

Rebecca, who is naturally rebellious, argued.

It was at this moment that Locke lost control of his shadow.

There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. It seemed that in order to control a demon like Rebecca, the shadow should be restrained for a maximum of 5 seconds.

Then, Locke tried to freeze Alice's shadow again.

"Great Master, Rebecca has immobilized me. I can't move."

Alice immediately discovered the anomaly in her existence and said aggrievedly.

"It's not Rebecca, it's me."

Locke said, "I want to try my new ability. Just stand here. When can you move? Come in and report the time to me. Well, it is 11 o'clock in the evening."

"Ah, Master, no, I don't want to stand here, Rebecca will eat me."

"She didn't dare."

Locke said calmly.

Rebecca swallowed, it seemed that her plan to eat Alice today was ruined.

She originally planned to eat Alice first, and then challenge the witch Irene to see how far her strength had grown, but it seemed she couldn't do it now.

‘Locke Belmont, this bad guy, came back at the wrong time! ’

Rebecca complained in her heart, of course she didn't know that Locke had the ability to hear the voice of the heart.

‘Uuuuuuu, why am I always the one who gets hurt? When will the vampires stand up? ’

Hey, hey, it's not that the vampires can't stand up, it's that you are too weak.

Locke cursed inwardly and glared at Rebecca,

"You come in with me."

"oh."

Rebecca obediently followed Locke into the kitchen.

"As a great being who has helped you replenish one-third of your soul, is it not too much to ask you to make a midnight snack?"

"It's not too much. What do you want to eat?"

Rebecca felt that Locke was very reliable this time, at least more reliable than Rhaenys who had always thought she was a fool, allowing her to regain some of her strength. Although she was an ungrateful demon, she was very good at sizing up the situation. .

"After teaching you cooking for so long, it's time for you to express yourself freely. If you create a dish of your own, as long as it gets my approval, I will tell you good news."

"What good news?"

"Is there no surprise if you say no now? Think carefully, give you an hour, prepare it and send it upstairs to me. If you are not satisfied, I will not tell you anything."

‘What good news? I kept it hidden and asked this devil to give me test questions. Hum, I’ll let you see the creativity of this devil! Be sure to cook something amazing! ’

Rebecca, the demon who was unknowingly led by Locke on the road to gourmet food, expressed this sentiment.

Locke nodded with satisfaction, and had already planned that no matter whether Rebecca's cooking was delicious or not, he would evaluate it as unqualified, just to punish her for her bad intentions.

Locke went upstairs to find Erin, who was sleeping.

He has noticed Irene's secret. Every time she devours a witch's heart, she needs to spend a lot of time sleeping, and digests the power of the witch's heart during her sleep.

Of course, this is also related to her arrogant temperament that she calls herself Locke's master and doesn't like to follow the servant all day long like a pet.

Most of the time, Eileen likes to act alone. Unless she is particularly greedy, she will go in and out of the strange bureau with Locke, just to get Rhaenys's delicious food.

As expected, Eileen stayed in her room, lying on the bed in an elegant posture and sleeping lightly, like the sleeping beauty in the fairy tale.

Feeling Locke's approach, she opened her beautiful eyes.

"When did you develop this bad habit of not knocking when you enter the door?"

"Sorry, Xiao Ai, I have mastered a new skill today, can you help me do a test?"

Locke said politely.

"good."

Erin agreed generously, "I happen to have mastered some new powers, and I need someone to test them."

"I recommend Rebecca."

Locke immediately said, "Her soul integrity has now reached two-thirds, and she should be able to test it for you."

Erin narrowed her eyes and looked at Locke suspiciously.

I just want to hit people, not get beaten.

It fits Locke’s character very well.

"I'm very weak now."

Locke covered his forehead.

"let's start."

Erin sat up from the bed, stepped lightly on the ground with her bare feet, and signaled Locke not to waste his time.

Locke immediately activated the [Shadow Gun Shooting] skill.

Erin's feet were instantly frozen.

Eileen also noticed the abnormality immediately.

"It's the ability of shadow, yes, but even if you immobilize my shadow, you still can't control me."

After Irene said that, vines appeared in the palm of her hand, and the vines quickly extended into a huge palm, grabbing Locke, like an open net, and tied him into a rice dumpling.

Locke raised his hands, "I admit defeat."

Erin retracted the vines and could move her feet.

Locke determined that his [Shadow Gun Shot] could only last 2 seconds on Irene.

Therefore, if Rebecca tests Irene, she will most likely get beaten.

It seems that even if this demon has recovered two-thirds of its strength, it is still no match for Irene.

Rebecca, who was confident of defeating any witch except the ancient witch, was already humming a ditty in the kitchen.

"Haha, after I finish cooking and deal with the loser Locke Bemon, I will go to duel with Rococo to avenge my previous shame. I want you to see the power of the great devil! How can a mere witch compare to my Lord Devil? From now on, you will serve me tea and water! Hahahaha."

Rebecca's laughter reached Irene's ears.

Irene raised her eyebrows slightly, thinking that the sparring partner chosen by Locke for her really needed to be taught a lesson. As a servant of a servant, he actually had no self-awareness at all.

"Xiao Ai, do you know the undead witch Rosaria Jimenez?"