Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

"Is this strange? That's because you haven't seen any truly strange dishes, you ignorant Rebecca."

Locke promptly changed the word "devil" to "Rebecca" to avoid exposing himself in front of Hannah.

Hannah finished her breakfast and said admiringly,

"Rebecca, you are simply amazing. You can even make desserts so well. You will definitely become an excellent chef in the future."

"Who wants to be a chef? I don't want to be a chef. Don't think that you can make me like you by praising me like this."

Rebecca put her hands on her hips and looked at Hannah seriously.

It feels like this human is not so annoying, and it seems easy to get along with.

Well, compared to the pervert Locke Bemon, it is indeed like an angel.

It's a pity that her soul cannot be eaten.

Rebecca thought so.

"Xiao Ai, how does it taste?"

Locke asked.

Irene licked her paw and said lightly, "It's average."

Do you really like Chinese food more?

Locke touched his chin.

After breakfast, Locke went to work with Black Cat, and Hannah also set out on the journey to Bonnie's house alone.

It only takes half an hour to get from No. 11, Pegues District to No. 45, Oro District, which makes Hannah feel very comfortable.

Although there are no familiar faces on the road to greet her one by one, it does not affect her mood.

There was an old man feeding pigeons on the corner of the street. Maybe because of his old age, he accidentally slipped. A beautiful woman with long red hair walked over and helped the old man up.

"This is really a kind lady. Who said that only indifferent capitalists live in the East District?"

Hannah sighed with a smile.

The red-haired woman raised her head and looked at Hannah.

Hannah showed a kind smile of a stranger.

The red-haired woman also smiled slightly, and the two passed by.

Hannah walked to Mr. Smith's house and rang the doorbell.

Her lively and cheerful student Bonnie opened the door, and next to Bonnie stood Smith Crown, who was wearing a tuxedo, a silk hat, and holding a briefcase.

"Good morning, Mr. Smith, good morning, Bonnie."

"Good morning, Teacher Hannah."

Bonnie said with a smile.

"Hey, teacher, why is there someone behind you?"

Bonnie looked at Hannah's back in confusion.

Hannah turned around and found nothing.

Bonnie scratched her hair, "I just saw a white shadow."

"Bonnie, don't let the nanny tell you horror stories at night in the future."

Serious Smith Kron said.

Bonnie pouted her lips and said in a baby voice, "But Bonnie likes to listen to horror stories. Bonnie can't sleep without horror stories."

"Sorry, Miss Hannah, Bonnie will be handed over to you today."

"It's okay, Mr. Smith, you go to work quickly."

Hannah walked into the house with a smile.

Smith took a deep look at Hannah and found that she was more beautiful and charming.

"Hannah, stay at home for dinner tonight."

He left the house without waiting for Hannah's consent and took a private carriage to work at the bank.

Smith is a senior bank employee.

His wife, Miri Woodard, is a real lady. Although she is not very beautiful, her behavior is very elegant, and her father is a big farmer.

Smith has always felt that marriage is a transaction between both families. Marriage does not mean happiness. Even if he has a daughter, he still feels empty inside.

Even if his wife has a very good upbringing, it is difficult for her to enter his inner world without actually attending grammar school.

Until he met Hannah, who was as cheerful and kind as a sunflower.

He felt the cultural cultivation and youthful atmosphere in this tutor, as if he had returned to his youthful days.

He remembered that he was a newly graduated student at that time and fell in love with the professor's daughter at first sight. Unfortunately, he had nothing and could only bury his youthful love in his heart.

Smith has been in a good mood recently. He put on a newly bought tuxedo, the most popular top hat, and trimmed his beard very neatly.

He saw Hannah wearing a new dress today and felt an inexplicable joy.

He thought that Hannah saw his changes and hoped to please him in this way, so he made an invitation.

He sat in the carriage, but his mind was not on the bank's work at all. He just fantasized about asking the nanny to take his daughter to the amusement park in the afternoon, and having dinner with Hannah. Today happened to be his wife's day to visit her elderly father, which was a good opportunity.

He hoped to develop a wonderful relationship with Hannah. He fantasized about Hannah's shy expression at dinner, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing an expression that was completely different from his usual cold and serious expression.

Just as he was daydreaming, fate played a joke on him.

The long-tailed black horse responsible for pulling the carriage seemed to be frightened, and suddenly let out a long cry, pulling the carriage to the left and right. No matter how the coachman pulled the reins or whipped, it was useless.

Smith felt dizzy and his body turned out of the car. Unfortunately, there was a manhole cover on the side of the road that was opened and needed maintenance. Smith rolled directly into it like a ball.

But he stood up from the sewer, his body was already covered with mud and dirty water.

A wisp of inconspicuous white smoke floated away from him and drifted in the direction of the Wells District.

Bai Yan finally entered the Sixth Magistrates' Court, Mrs. Freya's office.

"Oh, Rebecca, I heard that you were given to Locke by Rhaenys, is it true?"

When Mrs. Freya saw Rebecca, she immediately stopped gossiping.

"Don't tell me about Rhaenys, this treacherous woman, what is she doing now? I want to settle the account with her."

"It looks like it's true, poor Rebecca. Rhaenys is in a meeting. If you disturb her now, she might eat you."

"Will I, the great devil, be afraid of her? If she had the ability to eat me, she would have eaten me long ago."

Rebecca was not convinced.

Suddenly, a white dove landed on the window sill of Freya's office. Rebecca narrowed her eyes and chose to shut up.

She is not Rhaenys's strength now, and besides, she is just a clone now.

The reason for coming here is also very simple. She knows a piece of gossip and wants to share it with her best friend, Mrs. Freya.

"Did you know? Rockbermon's sister Hannah is now working as a tutor. That man is obviously lustful towards her. This little thought cannot be hidden from me, a big devil."

"If such a thing happens, will Locke's sister agree?"

"She probably doesn't know yet. She is a self-righteous human being. The kindness she exudes is simply disgusting. I don't know why someone likes a woman like her. She not only likes to preach, but also likes to meddle in other people's business. I decided to punish her. "Look at that man who has no vision, even if he wants to cheat on his wife, he can't fall in love with this kind of woman, are you right?"

Rebecca said with a crooked mouth.

"I think what you said makes sense. How can anyone like kind women in this world? Shouldn't they like bad women?"

Mrs. Freya agreed deeply, and the two chatted for a long time, so much so that the investigators' reimbursement forms were once again shelved.

Locke was currently having a meeting in Rhaenys' office on the third floor. He frowned slightly while listening to the conversation between Rebecca and Mrs. Freya.

Unexpectedly, Hannah's employer would have such thoughts about Hannah. It seemed that his decision to let Rebecca protect Hannah was correct.

Well, why didn't this demon stay with Hannah?

"Locke, do you have any ideas?"

Rhaenys suddenly named Locke, who had deserted.

Locke was stunned and shook his head, "It all depends on the director's arrangements."

Rhaenys looked away and continued,

"If the Witch's Book is really in Kosolk, we must find it no matter what. We cannot let this book fall into the hands of the Witch."

"Director, I would like to ask if Krista is the legendary deception witch?"

Angela asked.

Rhaenys shook her head, "No, she is definitely not the deception witch herself. I guess she is probably the successor chosen by the deception witch. She needs the Witch's Book to completely resurrect the deception witch in her body."

"Who is the red-haired woman?"

Locke asked.

"Maybe they are her followers. Witches like to be aloof. They don't like to be loners and will always develop some servants."

Rhaenys said.

Locke deeply believed in this, such as Eileen, such as Rhaenys.

Unexpectedly, Krista's desire to find the Witch's Book was actually to resurrect the deceitful witch in her body.

"This mission is temporarily classified as Category A. I need you to temporarily put aside other cases and find Krista together."

Rhaenys looked at Angela and Demo,

"You two are responsible for searching for the white carriage throughout the city. If there are any other characteristics, you can ask Locke. Locke will cooperate with them in the search."

"Okay, Director."

Angela and Dimo ​​nodded. The tasks in their hands were almost completed.

"Why not just let Boyd use the fetching magic?"

Sigurd asked Locke's question.

"The witch will use interference. When you use magic to find her, she will also lock you."

Rhaenys answered their questions.

"Boyd, can you find the Witch's Book without a medium?"

Rhaenys looked at Boyd who was crying.

Boyd shook his head, "No, unless everyone here has come into contact with the Witch's Book."

Locke felt inexplicably guilty after listening to Boyd's words.

He didn't want to cooperate with them in finding the Witch's Book, which would mean that Irene would be exposed.

"Locke, why did you bring a cat to the meeting?"

Rhaenys said looking at the black cat in Locke's arms.

"I'm sorry, my sister Hannah recently found a job and can't take care of my cat. I can only bring it with me."

Locke explained, "If it affects the meeting, I will take it out now."

Sigurd gave Locke a thumbs up. He remembered that he had reminded Locke not to bring the cat to the director.

Angela and others often see Locke bringing cats to work. They are used to it, and there is no clear rule that investigators cannot bring cats to work.

Angela has no problem with Locke keeping pets, because there are countless small pets parked above her head.

"Don't trust a cat easily."

Rhaenys snapped her fingers as she spoke, and a snow-white owl flew out from inside and landed on Rhaenys' shoulder.

The owl stared at the black cat and drooled,

"Oh, Rhaenys, is this the cutie you rewarded me with?"

"Tucker, check if there is anything abnormal with this cat."

Rhaenys said to the owl, then explained to Locke,

"Tucker can sense whether something has changed shape. If this cat is a witch in disguise, it can tell right away."