Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

Martin gave advice.

"No, I can't go back now."

Wouldn't going back mean stepping out of the tiger's den and into the wolf's den? Am I stupid?

Locke rubbed his brows, "I need you to create chaos so that Her Majesty the Queen has no time to care about me, or let her see my value."

"I understand what you mean, and I will convey it to you."

Martin said.

"Kay is the same as me, right?"

Locke asked again.

Martin shook his head, "No, Kai is different from you. He is a real failure."

It is indeed the same experimental subject.

Locke patted Martin on the shoulder, "Thank you, Mr. Knight, I don't know your code name yet."

"Lily Knight."

Martin said.

Locke was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, Lily Knight is actually a middle-aged uncle. Even if he is not a beautiful witch lady, he should be a young and beautiful woman, right?

After all, lilies symbolize pure love.

But he immediately thought of the records about the public information of the Church of Knowledge in the files of the Abnormality Bureau that he had seen before.

Lily Knight is good at disguise, her gender is unknown, and her ability is to create various doors and reach anywhere through them, so she has been wanted for many years without being arrested.

After reaching a consensus with Lily Knight Martin, Locke left the tavern.

But he did not block the peek into Martin's heart.

‘The Infinite Snake? If that adult is really resurrected, it proves that the decision of the top management is correct. It seems that a lot of resources will be invested to feed Experimental Subject 009. ’

When Locke returned to the Reindeer Manor, night had fallen.

The deep purple night sky was dotted with dazzling stars, illuminating the suburban paths and tombstones in the cemetery.

His followers Antonia Madeleine Magdalena and Fini Sares were reunited at the manor, holding hands to thank Locke for his great gift of reuniting them.

Locke didn't want to eat dog food, so he sent the two of them to the vegetable garden to grow vegetables.

Hannah looked at Locke nervously;

"Locke, what happened? I can't go to work anymore, can I?"

"It's just temporary, I'll fix this problem."

"Locke, it is really possible that there is someone from the Church of Knowledge in the Mysterious Events Club. He said that he knows the Knight of Freesia. Do I still want to continue to contact him?"

Hannah recently went deep into the club and actually investigated some clues.

But these clues are insignificant in the current crisis.

"Hannah, we don't need it for the time being. Don't take the initiative to contact them."

It's up to me to contact them.

Locke added inwardly.

Hannah's eyes were a little disappointed, but she still wanted to know what happened, so she had to move in a hurry.

"I offended Her Majesty the Queen Katerina, that's why I moved out in a hurry. We have to wait for a suitable time to go back."

Locke picked up a cup of black tea and said.

"You decided to use the Church of Knowledge?"

Erin asked.

"Yes, that's exactly what I thought, and we also need to use a demigod-level necromancer."

The corners of Locke's mouth raised slightly, and a half-formed plan was already brewing in his heart.

Hannah was slightly relieved when she saw Locke's expression.

Suddenly, the temperature in the air increased a lot.

A blue figure appeared in the room.

Locke turned around and saw Bronya Peters, who was covered in scars. Bronya Peters held 20 witch hearts and handed them to Locke respectfully.

Locke looked at the more than 20 purple crystals in surprise, and suddenly felt like a farmer in autumn, enjoying a bumper harvest.

"I killed all the witches in the organization who were weaker than me, and left indelible traces. Great Master, I have to go. If I continue to stay here, I will harm you."

Bronya Peters half-knelt on the ground and said reproachfully.

"Well, then you should go hide for a while and go to the abandoned Lense Cemetery."

The Lence Cemetery is where the undead witch Rosalia Jimenez is buried. It is difficult for the outside world to detect it. Even the aura of Bronya Peters should be well hidden.

This is also the reason why so many undead creatures have been hidden in that abandoned cemetery for so many years, but have not been discovered by the authorities.

Locke was very satisfied with Bronya Peters' efficiency.

Looking at the scars all over her body, Locke asked Irene,

"Is there any way to help her heal?"

Erin shook her head, "Undead healing is different from normal healing. I'm afraid I need to ask Fini Sares."

Locke called back Fini Sares who was dating in the vegetable field.

"Can you cure Bronya?"

Fini Sares lifted the hem of her skirt and bent slightly, "It's an honor to serve you."

Well, it seems that Fini Sares is in a very good mood when she is in love, and she has actually learned to be polite and not give any vicious advice.

Fini Sares used Undead Healing to heal Bronya's wounds.

Although the whole process is a bit disgusting.

First, the whole body was wrapped with black aura of death, and then the corpse insects in the aura of death crawled out and kept biting the wounds on Bronya's body until the carrion and wounds were cleaned.

"how do you feel?"

Locke asked.

Fini Sares, "I'm fine. Love makes me feel like I'm living in spring, and even my breath has a sweet fragrance."

"I'm not asking you."

Locke rolled his eyes and looked at Bronya Peters.

"Great Master, I feel great."

Bronya Peters said.

"Then go ahead. If you see a skeleton monster named Nana, you must be polite to her and ask her to greet Rosaria Jimenez for me."

Bronya Peters froze slightly when she heard Rosalía Jimenez's name.

"It turns out that the master and Lady Rosalia Jimenez are friends. Wait, is the ancient witch Lady Rosalia Jimenez still alive?"

"Yes, she is between life and death, I would call it Schrödinger's state."

Locke said.

Although she couldn't understand the last half of his words, Bronya Peters still felt extremely shocked.

"No wonder, no wonder Mr. Igor West can't reproduce the abilities of the Undead Witch no matter what. That's because Ms. Rosalia Jimenez is not dead at all."

Bronya Peters' words aroused Locke's curiosity.

But she didn't have time to explain, because staying here for a long time would leave her breath behind, and she needed to leave.

Locke could only wait until the next opportunity to ask again. Bronya Peters left the Reindeer Manor.

Erin looked at the 20 witch hearts and hesitated.

"what's on your mind?"

"If only one or two artificial witches die occasionally, Katerina may not suspect it, but if 20 are lost at once, she will definitely guess that I am still alive."

"Xiao Ai, I think you are worrying too much."

Locke said frankly, "Actually, she always thought you were still alive. Not long ago, she thought I was you, thought I was her doppelgänger, and almost killed me."

"Think you are me?"

Erin looked at Locke in surprise.

"Yes, she thinks there is only one reason why Rhaenys was sentenced to her, and that is because I am her clone. She is very confident, and only she has the ability to attract witches."

Locke shrugged, reading the Queen's thoughts.

Erin opened her mouth slightly, not knowing what to say.

"So, you don't need to worry, she must know that you are still alive."

Locke said.

"Okay, I'm worrying too much."

Erin picked up the Witch's Heart and put it into Cherry's little mouth.

"Will eating 20 of them at one go cause indigestion?"

Locke asked slightly worriedly.

Erin shook her head, "I can still eat it."

"Forgive me for the offense, Master. I think the way you look at Miss Irene is a little ambiguous, like a male peacock who is desperate for a response. Are you still single now?"

Fini Sares said in a rather showy manner.

Locke narrowed his eyes, "A good witch, why does she have a mouth?"

"Great Master, I don't mind convincing Antonia to let us accompany you to lift the spell of being single, so that you don't need to look at Miss Irene and drool."

"I'm not drooling."

"Do you want to taste the Witch's Heart Crystal?"

"No, I'm not interested in that."

"Then you covet Miss Irene's beauty."

"Okay, that's it. I just covet Miss Irene's beauty."

Locke decided not to argue with the poisonous witch.

Erin held a basket of witch hearts, turned around, and continued eating silently.

It felt like she was afraid that Locke would steal her delicious food.

"It seems that you were ruthlessly rejected by Miss Irene."

Phini Sares said.

"Phini, if you say one more word, I will let you experience the joy of childbirth."

"Oh? Really? Thank you so much. This is exactly what I want. I like life. Antonia and I both long for a child that belongs to us, but we both know that this is impossible. If greatness We would be grateful if the owner could help us.”

Fini Sares said with a smile.

"Forget it, pretend I didn't say anything."

Locke covered his forehead with one hand.

"Master, do you have any other needs?"

Feeney Sares asked.

"No."

Locke answered bluntly.

"Then Fini will leave first. Antonia is still waiting for me in the bed... in the vegetable garden."