Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

Locke said.

"Well, go ahead, and I wish you good luck."

Rhaenys waved her hand and let Locke leave.

Locke found that after Rhaenys's original body came back, the 302 director's office had never moved again, and there was no need for pigeons to point the way.

It seems that the habits of the original body and the clone are very different.

After getting the certificate, Locke took a two-horse carriage. Generally speaking, a one-horse carriage is the cheapest, two horses are 1.5 times more expensive, three horses are 2 times more expensive, and four horses are 3 times more expensive.

The Queen's District requires at least a two-horse carriage to enter, so Locke had to spend money on the fare in order to see Her Royal Highness the Princess.

The carriage arrived at the Queen's District, and Locke showed the sheriff standing guard at the sentry box the document signed by Rhaenys before he was allowed to enter.

The Queen's District consists of independent villas, manors and magnificent art sculptures.

People who can live here have at least the title of baron.

He must also be a baron with a rich family background and assets that match his title.

Those who only have noble titles but have lost their wealth were expelled from the Queen's District early on. The Queen's District is a land of gold and there will not be any poor people.

This is the territory where people at the top of the pyramid live, and every blade of grass and tree is expensive.

The redwood road that Locke is passing by now is planted with expensive Kosork redwood on both sides. This kind of redwood is an excellent material for shipbuilding. One can be sold for 10 gold mills when it is exported.

The whole street is redwood, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as gold everywhere.

In winter, the bark of redwood will turn red, and the leaves will show a golden and red color. From a distance, it looks like a piece of golden leaves, so redwood is also called the tree of wealth.

The coachman excitedly drove the car, shuttled through this road, and told Locke about the legend that walking through this street can make you prosperous.

While Locke listened, he looked at the scenery outside the window.

Snow covered the redwoods and various majestic buildings, giving people a fairy-tale feeling.

If he came for sightseeing or tourism, it would be worth the money.

Unfortunately, he came to complete the task and was not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery.

In the front stood a tall building, carved with the "Queen's Crown", which is the golden carriage pulled by 8 horses.

The 8 snow deer horses were carved vividly, and they raised their hooves high, like a fierce chariot, about to charge at the enemy.

Passing by the "Queen's Crown", the carriage finally arrived at the Lucima Castle where Princess Frieda lived.

This is a sub-castle built next to Downey Castle. Downey Castle and Crystal Palace are the two residences of the Queen.

The area of ​​Lucima Castle is 5 times that of an ordinary manor. There are four gates in front, back, left and right. They are guarded and patrolled by the guards belonging to the royal capital, strictly controlling the flow of people.

Without special documents, you can't enter Lucima Castle at all.

Lucima Castle is a typical 18th-century European castle with a gorgeous appearance.

The castle's outer wall is made of pale yellow stone, and white snow covers the castle, making the entire castle look more mysterious and solemn.

The carriage stopped at the gate of the castle. After Locke showed the documents, the guard stopped the carriage and let Locke pass alone.

"Sorry, vehicles and people need separate documents. This document can only allow you to enter."

The guard said seriously.

Locke nodded slightly, paid the carriage fee, got off the carriage, and continued to move forward with the two dogs.

Although one of the dogs was dead, it did not affect Locke's pace.

He only needed to drag the sack.

The castle was surrounded by vast lawns and gardens planted with various exotic flowers and plants. There was also a wide river between the lawns and the gardens, and the river water had frozen.

There was a curved stone bridge over the river, and white and silver roses bloomed from time to time under the flower trees on the side.

The path leading to the castle gate is flanked by tall cypresses. Further inside is a spacious and bright hall with marble floors and layers of crystal chandeliers on the dome. The area of ​​the chandelier in the middle is larger than the apartment where Locke currently lives. If it falls, it should be able to kill more than a dozen people in an instant.

There are large paintings on the wall, showing scenes of court banquets, and each painting looks very exquisite.

A maid led Locke inside, through a long corridor, to a spacious side hall.

There is a warm fireplace and a grand sofa in the side hall, and steaming black tea and exquisite desserts are placed on the coffee table.

Locke was arranged by the servant to wait for Princess Frieda here.

He sat on the sofa, put the dead dog at his feet, and tied the living Jerry to the fireplace.

Although Jerry was very docile, he was going to meet Her Royal Highness the Princess after all, so Locke still felt that it would be more appropriate to put on a dog collar and chain to prevent any accidents.

Locke drank black tea while waiting for Princess Frieda.

Princess Frieda finally arrived after about a quarter of an hour.

She was wearing a floral dress with green as the main color. She wore an emerald necklace on her fair neck, which matched the dress perfectly. She also wore a black mesh hat with a long peacock feather on it.

She wore three rings on her left hand, with red, blue and green gemstones, and held an unopened lace parasol in her right hand.

She handed the parasol to the accompanying maid, raised her delicate chin, and walked slowly into the side hall as proudly as a white swan.

"Locke, I heard you found my dear Suad."

"Yes, I have found your dear Suad."

Locke repeated the princess's words and knelt down on one knee to perform court etiquette.

Princess Frieda stretched out her hand and let Locke kiss the back of her fingers, then turned her attention to Jerry who was sticking out his tongue.

Next to Jerry the big golden retriever, there is a dead golden retriever that looks exactly like him.

Princess Frieda's original expression of joy turned into confusion,

"Locke, what's going on?"

"I found two identical dogs based on the Suad's items you provided. Because I am not its owner and can't tell who is the real Suad, I brought them both. Oh, there is a poor dog among them. , I haven’t survived last night’s snowstorm, and I have already entered the goddess’ paradise.”

Locke said slightly sadly.

Frieda nodded slightly and walked over to the two dogs.

When Jerry, an old dog who had lived for more than ten years, saw the princess, he felt like he was seeing his own relative. He circled around Princess Frieda enthusiastically, wagging his tail, shaking his head, sticking out his tongue, and even sticking to the ground to let the princess pet him. The belly clearly demonstrates the attributes of a licking dog, without any additional teaching from Locke.

This surprised Locke. At first, he thought that Jerry, the dog, would be a little uncomfortable being left under someone else's roof, but now there is no need to worry at all. The dog is so happy that it takes off.

If Jerry were given a red cape, he would become a super dog.

Frieda touched Jerry's head and chin, checked his neck, then walked to the dead Suad, still checking Suad's neck.

Neither dog had a collar, which made her frown slightly.

The gold necklace she made for Suad was also set with a rare purple gemstone, and Suad's name was also engraved on the necklace.

She stood up and looked at Locke,

"Where's Souad's collar?"

"Sorry, when I found these two dogs, neither of them had collars around their necks."

In fact, Jerry had it and I took it off. As for who took away Suad's collar, I don't know.

Locke added in his mind.

"If I find out that you stole the necklace that belongs to Suad, I will let the collar be set around your neck forever, and you will never be able to take it off for the rest of your life."

Princess Frieda had cold eyes and said in a warning tone.

Locke nodded,

"Okay, if I steal Suad's collar, I'll wear it for the rest of my life."

Frieda was still frowning, she had already figured out which of the two dogs was Suad.

At this moment, a maid wearing a black and white ruffled maid outfit came forward and whispered,

"Giamarco Batty, the second son of Viscount Batty, asked to see you. He said he found your dog Suad."

Frieda raised her eyebrows slightly and stood up.

"It's interesting that there are so many Suads, let him in."

Locke vaguely felt that the development of things was a bit unexpected. Isn't Giamarco Batty, the second son of Viscount Batty, the man with kidney deficiency he met at the party last night?

He actually thought of using this method to get close to Princess Frieda, and he had really good intentions.

"Take this poor guy who hasn't survived the blizzard down first."

Princess Frieda ordered, and a waiter immediately took the real Suad away.

Soon, Giamarco Batty, who was holding a large golden retriever dog that was 48% similar to Suad, walked in.

When he saw Locke, he was visibly stunned.

He looked at the dog that was bouncing around the princess and guessed that it was the "Suad" brought by Locke. His eyes were full of provocation and arrogance.

He walked up to the princess with his head held high, waiting for her to stretch out her hand so that he could kiss her hand.

It was a pity that Princess Frieda ignored him at all, so he had to bend down slightly and bow.

"Dear Princess, I have found your dog Suad."

Giamarco Barty led the big golden retriever with a Suad collar around his neck to Frieda.

Princess Frieda gave the maid a look. The maid knelt down and carefully inspected the necklace around the big golden retriever's neck. She was sure that this was the necklace the princess gave to Suad. It was engraved with the words of her beloved dog Suad, and there was also an intact purple gemstone. .

But this kind of dog is obviously not as smart as Jerry. It was even a little scared when it saw the princess's sharp eyes.

This is a young golden retriever whose IQ is far inferior to that of the old Jerry, who has lived for more than ten years.

When Princess Frieda's personal maid squatted down, Giamarco Barty subconsciously looked at the maid's profound career line, which made Princess Frieda even more disgusted with the second son of Viscount Barty. .

"Princess, the collar is correct."

said the maid.

Princess Frieda nodded slightly, and the maid stood behind her.

The corners of her mouth curved and she gave a cold smile.

"Giamarco Barty, are you sure this is my dog ​​Suad?"

"certainly."

Giamarco Batty said with great certainty that he started to send people to search after eavesdropping on the conversation between the two last night.

As a result, the servants only found one dead dog. Wanting to please the princess, Giamarco Barty certainly couldn't send a dead dog, so he asked someone to take off Suad's collar and put it on the other Suad's collar. Very similar to the dog's neck, he planned to bring this dog to please the princess.

Suad's body was thrown directly at the door of the abandoned church.

When he saw the lively Jerry, he didn't take Locke seriously at all.

He was also looking for a fake, but he only had the collar as proof, while Locke's had nothing.

In his opinion, Locke was overestimating his capabilities. A lowly police officer dared to use this to get close to the beautiful and noble Princess Frieda, and he also used the same method as himself.

In Locke's view, Giamarco Barty was a little anxious and angry, and youthful pimples appeared on his forehead and chin.

Princess Frieda looked at Locke again and asked with a half-smile,

"Locke Belmont, are you sure your dog is Suyard?"

"No, I haven't met the real Suyard. I just tried my best to find a similar dog."

Locke said with a smile.

Giamarco Barty is even more proud. His competitors are already backing off, which is a good thing for him.

He raised his head higher and looked at Locke through his nostrils.

Princess Frieda nodded slightly and sat on her pink sofa. The maid brought her good black tea.

She picked up the black tea and took a sip, her smile gradually disappearing.

She threw the delicate black tea cup and hit Giamarco Barty in the face.

Giamarco Barty had scalding black tea poured on his face, and at the same time, Princess Frieda's maid fell to her knees.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness Princess."

"How dare you replace my Katma black tea with some inferior black tea? Do you think I'm easy to deceive?"

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, this is the York black tea that the baron sent before. I thought you would like it."