Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

Chapter 23

Finally, before the angry crowd arrived, he knocked on the back door of the Montegro Tavern.

Chapter 33, Magic Potion and Ritual

The bald boss stuck his head out in confusion, and after making sure that no one was knocking on the door, he planned to close the door and go back to sleep.

A strange wind blew past, and he felt like he was hit by someone, and the fat on his belly trembled slightly.

Then, he saw a group of hooded people rushing towards his tavern. They had hideous faces and exuded a foul stench.

The bald boss remembered the strange wind just now, and suddenly understood. He slammed the door shut.

At this time, Locke had passed through the tavern and came to the familiar Pete Street.

The effect of the invisibility charm also failed, and he appeared in everyone's sight again.

Locke didn't think much, hugged the black cat Irene, and ran away.

After returning to Old Tom's apartment, his legs were limp, and he sat on the sofa, panting heavily.

Hannah looked at Locke in confusion, "Where are the vegetables?"

"Sorry, Hannah, I met a group of people who wanted to hunt me down, and I forgot to buy vegetables."

Locke wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Hannah thought her brother was telling a cold joke again. He didn't know if he had learned bad things from Pala and the others.

After the debt was paid off, who else would hunt Locke down?

Could it be Uncle Martin and Kai?

The serious Hannah simply picked up the newspaper and continued to study, ignoring Locke.

Locke poured himself a glass of water, and then he remembered something very important.

"Xiao Ai, we didn't buy the colorful rose heart!"

He whispered to Irene.

The black cat licked his paw,

"It doesn't matter, the colorful rose heart can be replaced."

"What?"

"Cheese."

Irene said calmly.

"Cheese?"

Locke's face showed a look of astonishment.

"Are you referring to the cheese bread that can be bought for 5 meters?"

Irene nodded slowly.

Locke immediately chose to drink ice water to calm down, "You mean the colorful rose heart worth 1,000 gold mik can be replaced by cheese bread worth 5 mik?"

"Yes, but this kind of secret knowledge is only known by a knowledgeable witch like me."

Irene raised her cat head proudly and her tail stood up.

If she didn't look like she was praising me, Locke would think she was indeed a knowledgeable and unfathomable witch.

"Awesome."

In order to cooperate with Irene, Locke still said this word.

"There's nothing to brag about, it's just a little bit of mystical knowledge."

Irene's tail was raised higher.

She continued, "Because we are not exchanging bodies permanently. If we were to do so, we would need the Heart of the Colorful Rose. If we were to exchange bodies for only one or two days, a piece of cheese would be enough."

"So that's how it is."

Locke had many questions in his mind, and while she was happy, he asked them directly,

"Why did the black-robed man smell so bad before? Must the eyes of the Illusion Rabbit be taken alive?"

"He is a cursed hunter. Hunters are people who make a living by hunting these strange animals. Sometimes they are cursed by their targets when hunting. He is the unlucky one."

Irene said, "The Illusion Rabbit is a magical strange animal. Their eyes will turn into stone 24 hours after leaving the body, so they need to be taken alive, and after a year, they will grow new eyes. Catching a Illusion Rabbit is equivalent to having an extra mobile treasure chest. The unlucky hunter was probably cursed when he caught the rabbit."

Locke felt that his knowledge of mysticism had increased again.

At the same time, he also felt guilty, thinking that the unlucky hunter was really unlucky. Not only was he cursed, but he also lost 300 gold mik.

"What's the matter with that necklace?"

"It's just a little trick, you can't learn it."

Irene didn't seem to intend to explain the matter in detail.

Locke found that the red crystal pendant with the witch's breath was still hanging around his neck.

He was more and more yearning for Irene's various strange abilities.

Of course, after he learned it, he would never do such an unseemly job as a thief.

At this time, Hannah, who was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, slowly put down the newspaper, revealing a pair of eyes full of wisdom.

This pair of beautiful eyes narrowed into a line at this moment.

Yes, she heard her brother Locke talking to the black cat Xiao Ai again, and they were still whispering.

She seriously suspected that her brother was fascinated by witches, suffered from the delusion that cats were witches, and was communicating with cats uncontrollably.

She didn't dare to imagine the scene in the future where Locke would take a group of stray cats home, name them all, tell them stories every day, and respectfully call them witches.

Hannah's body trembled slightly, and the newspaper in her hand was deformed by her.

When Locke looked back at her, she immediately raised the crumpled newspaper to cover his handsome face.

She decided to observe Locke carefully during this period of time, and if she found that his condition worsened, she would immediately send him to a mental hospital.

Early treatment, early treatment.

After Locke recovered, he was still her dearest brother.

She would still work hard to earn money to marry him a beautiful wife.

Hannah, who was worried about Locke, quietly poked two holes in the newspaper, revealing a pair of sparkling eyes.

Locke, who knew his sister was spying, stopped communicating with Miss Black Cat Witch and walked to Hannah.

"Hannah, I'm very sorry. In order to help Mrs. Amor next door, I only have 10 grams left, so can you generously give me some?"

Hannah was slightly stunned. Did she run home because she had no money to buy food?

She immediately took out her wallet, counted out 20 grams and handed it to Locke.

"I'm sorry, Locke, we have to save money."

"It's okay, these are enough."

Locke got the money and went out again.

This time, he successfully bought the cheese and ingredients for lunch and dinner.

At night, while Hannah went back to her room to sleep.

Locke and Miss Witch began to act.

Locke entered the kitchen and closed the kitchen door.

In order to ensure that the potion was prepared correctly, the black cat turned back into human form again.

Although she was a beautiful girl, her figure was so good that it was foul, and she was not wearing clothes, Locke swore that his mind was all in the iron pot in front of the girl.

Irene first poured 500 ml of water into the pot, then added 100 grams of lemongrass, 200 grams of Cretan white moss, and 50 grams of bay leaves in turn until the soup turned into a thick green color. Then she added 100 grams of bloodroot grass, and the soup immediately turned blood red.

Then, she put the eyeballs of the illusion rabbit into the pot.

The emerald-like eyeballs melted in the water.

Then she threw the cheese into the pot and stirred it.

The last thing that came out was 100 ml of black viscous gelatinous substance, which was still bubbling with strange bubbles.

Looking at the dark cuisine made by the beautiful witch lady and smelling the unusual pungent smell, Locke had the illusion that he was about to be poisoned to death.

Irene put the gelatinous substance in two glass bottles and turned into a black cat again.

"Turn off the lights."

Chapter 34, the body is so soft? !

Locke and Irene sat in the middle of the kitchen, surrounded by a circle of candles.

There was a mirror between the two of them, separating Locke and Irene.

At this moment, the mirror was facing Locke, and the back was facing the black cat Irene.

Irene lit the candles around her, and the yellow halo instantly dispelled the darkness in the kitchen.

A gust of wind blew inexplicably in the kitchen, forming a wind wall that isolated the area circled by the candles from the surroundings.

She chanted a spell in a language Locke couldn't understand.

The blue pupils instantly turned blood red,

"Take the potion now."

At Irene's prompt, Locke picked up the glass bottle and put the black gelatin into his mouth.

An indescribable taste filled his mouth.

Locke resisted the urge to vomit and swallowed the potion.

The yellow candlelight instantly turned into a dark blue, and Locke felt his heart rate getting slower and slower.

His breathing became difficult, his vision became blurred, and the pain of suffocation enveloped him.

He held his head and tried to scream in pain, but unfortunately, no sound came out of his throat, as if his voice had been cruelly taken away.

The veins on his forehead bulged one by one, like a water pipe about to explode, and cold sweat slid down his cheeks.

Locke knelt on the ground and pounded the ground heavily.

He looked at the mirror with difficulty, concentrated his mind, and saw that the life blood bar above his head did not find any obvious changes. Only then was he sure that what Irene had given him was not the intestinal poison.

And his face was gradually changing, as if he was turning from a human into a cat.

His eyes gradually lost color.

Finally, he fell to the ground.

The candle on the ground went out.

When he woke up again, his body had turned into a black cat.

The mirror in front of him was directly shattered.

This feeling was very strange. He looked at his paws, tail, and touched his whiskers. From head to toe, he had become a complete cat.

Well, a cat without balls.

Locke was a little sad.

"Don't touch me."

Locke was startled when he heard his own voice ringing in his ear, and his cat's fur stood up.

He looked up and saw the tall "Locke" leaning down and picking him up.