Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

Sigurd picked up the little girl and said with a smile,

"Okay, my sweetheart, let's go back to mom."

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Chapter 93: The devil of revenge

Locke watched in surprise as Sigurd picked up the strange little girl and affectionately called her sweetheart.

Although they had only been together for less than half a month, Locke felt that he already knew Sigurd very well, and Sigurd definitely did not have such a big child.

The most important thing is that before drinking coffee, Sigurd didn't know the little girl. How come after drinking a cup of coffee, the little girl became his daughter.

There's something wrong, there's something wrong with this cafe, there's something wrong with this cup of coffee.

Locke realized that he had also drank coffee, and he couldn't help but feel a little scared.

He stood up, grabbed Sigurd's arm, and reminded,

"Sigur, you don't know her."

Sigurd looked back at Locke, his eyes full of doubts.

"Who are you?"

Locke was slightly stunned, not expecting that Sigurd had forgotten about him.

"I am Locke Belmont, and you are Sigurd Bruce, the famous playboy of Kosolk and the investigator of the Sixth Sheriff Court. We were just looking at the house. You rented the house to me. Passing by the cafe That’s when we came in.”

Locke said seriously, he wanted to see if Sigurd had only forgotten himself, or if all his previous memories had been tampered with.

Sigurd looked at Locke in confusion, and then at the little girl in his arms.

"My dear sweetheart, do you know what he's talking about?"

"Dad, how can our house be rented out? Besides, you are a bank employee, not an investigator at all."

The little girl tilted her head innocently and said.

Sigurd nodded and smiled,

"Young gentleman, you must have the wrong person. I am not an investigator at all. Well, the Sixth Magistrate Court has not heard of it. As for the cafe, I came in with my dear sweet Annie."

Sure enough, the memory of his entire life had been tampered with, and he couldn't remember anything.

Locke tried to talk about Sage's predecessor, Irina, who fell into the arms of the church and became a special nun.

It's a pity that Sigurd still has no impression.

The two walked to the other side of the cafe and sat down with a blond boy.

The little girl called the boy brother, and Sigurd leaned over and kissed the boy's cheek. They looked like a happy family of three.

Locke walked over, stretched out his hand, and pulled him up from the stool, walking towards the door of the coffee shop, cursing as he walked,

"You guy who doesn't pay back your debts, pay me back as soon as possible. Don't try to hide behind your children. Do you think you don't have to pay back?"

Sigurd was confused the whole time.

"Oh, you must have mistaken the person. I don't owe you money. I, Victor, can guarantee my credibility and I will never owe you money."

"Victor, have you forgotten how you got your job as a bank employee? If I hadn't loaned you money to bribe the interviewer, you wouldn't even have been able to pass the re-examination."

Locke guessed that his memory had just been tampered with, and maybe the logical chain was not complete enough. As long as he made up a reasonable reason, it would most likely be accepted.

This is also true. Sickert seemed to agree with Locke's remarks and shouted in realization,

"James! You're James! Oh, I'm sorry, James, I promise to pay you back as soon as possible."

[Unknown forces are invading your consciousness and want to tamper with your memory, new memory - James' life]

[James: A rich man with a beautiful wife Jenny, a 2-year-old son Tom, and a newborn daughter Emma, ​​he is a man who can live a beautiful and happy life without any effort. , recently encountered the only setback in his life. He was defrauded of 100,000 gold by a man named Milk, so he found Victor, who had owed him money, and hoped that Victor could return the money. , if the debt cannot be repaid, Victor will be taken to court. 】

[Are you willing to change from Locke Belmont to James? 】

【whether】

Locke decisively chose [No. 】

[The memory invasion failed, Locke Belmont remains as is. 】

The system prompt tone ends.

Locke breathed a deep sigh of relief.

So if this cafe can tamper with other people's memories, how do you explain that no one who comes in can walk out?

Locke wanted to see if he could get out.

"James, I promise you will repay within half a year."

Sigurd said.

"Victor, I don't believe you can pay off the debt in half a year, but you can do other things to save it, that is to accompany me to find the liar named Milk, and just recover the 100,000 gold he defrauded me of. Mick, I promise that the debt you owe me will be cancelled, and I will never disturb your life again."

Locke said that now that he had learned the plot hints, he could disguise himself better and hopefully fool the coffee shop.

Sigurd nodded,

"Oh, my friend, this is what you said. In that case, let's look for the damn liar Milk together, but only if I need to say goodbye to my son and daughter."

At this time, Sigurd's "son" and "daughter" also followed.

"Dad, what happened?"

The blond boy asked.

Sigurd told Victor the money he owed.

"...Don't worry too much, I will take care of it. After you finish the dessert, go back to your mother and tell her that I will go home later today."

The boy and the girl looked at each other and nodded obediently towards Sigurd.

In the process, Locke looked around at the people in the coffee shop. Most of them looked at him, as if they were watching a farce.

This is a normal reaction, nothing special.

Andy Hagen and her maid also looked over, but they quickly looked away and continued to talk about marriage.

Locke wants to know if someone has controlled this coffee shop, giving it the power to tamper with other people's consciousness. Unfortunately, this is not something that can be seen through at a glance.

The top priority is to take Sigur out of here first and let bosses like Director Rhaenis solve the problem.

Locke left the cafe with Sigurd.

Surprisingly there was no one to stop it.

Locke pushed open the door of the coffee shop and was instantly shocked by the scene in front of him.

Warm sunshine shines on the clean and tidy rural streets. There are several windmills turning on the green lawns. In the distance, there is a small town composed of mahogany-colored houses, and the fragrance of flowers wafts into your nostrils.

There is no snowstorm, no tall buildings in Kosolk, no rail trains and endless crowds.

There are sheep and sheepdogs chasing each other on the village road like good friends.

Where is this? Can you come back if you go out?

Locke cursed secretly, grabbed Sigurd's arm, and stopped him from leaving the coffee shop.

Unable to tell whether this was circumstance or reality, Locke felt that leaving the coffee shop was an irrational act.

"Victor, I think you should buy me a cup of coffee and we'll go into town."

"Well, since you insist on asking, let's have a drink."

The two of them returned to the coffee shop again, where they belonged.

The waiter brought the coffee again.

Sigurd smelled the fragrant coffee and was about to drink another cup.

His children came over, jumped on him, hugged him, and picked up his coffee.

Locke snatched the coffee from his hand and put it in front of him.

"Victor, do you remember Rhaenys?"

Locke tried to awaken Sigurd's memory, but Sigurd shook his head.

"Who is Rhaenys?"

"She has long black hair and amber eyes. She is very beautiful and elegant. She likes to hold a pipe. There is a demon named Rebecca in the pipe."

Locke said slowly.

The boys and girls on Sigurd's body listened with joy and applauded.

"What a great story. Uncle, you must be a novelist, right?"

"Go on, I still want to hear it."

Sigur smiled and touched their heads, "Uncle James is as humorous as before and always likes to tell stories to the children. How is Jenny now? I haven't seen her for a long time."

"Jenny is still working as a street girl."

Locke said.

Sigurd was stunned. He immediately covered the ears of the two children, his eyes full of surprise.

"Oh my god, James, have your lives reached such a dire straits? I'm sorry, if I had known that your family was in such difficulty, I would have saved the money and paid it back to you anyway. I will go back to talk to Ai Let’s discuss it and let Ella take out the deposit and return it to you, oh, poor James.”

"hehe."

Locke sneered twice, "Actually, I didn't marry Jenny. Do you remember Andy Hagen?"

"?"

Sigurd looked at Locke in confusion, and the two children also widened their watery eyes.

"Andy Hagen, Duke Hagen's daughter, whoever catches her will be able to harvest one-fifth of the kingdom's wealth."

Locke repeated what Zeng Sigur said.

Sigurd's eyes were dull for a second, and he felt that this sentence was very familiar.

"Look over there, that beautiful lady is Duke Hagen's missing daughter Andy Hagen, and next to her is her maid."

Locke pointed to the three people sitting in the corner seats.

"As for that man, I don't know him either. I guess he might be the guard who followed them."

Sigurd was stunned again, and the two children tilted their heads and looked at Andy Hagen, their eyes full of curiosity.

"Why do I always feel that your words are so familiar? James, have you told me the same joke before?"

Sigurd said confused.

"Do you remember the last time your salary was deducted? You thought you were the hero who saved Kosolk, but you had to have taxes deducted. By the way, your father James Sr. froze your bank account. Over there. This gentleman is your uncle. He married his fifth wife and disappeared not long ago. "

Locke drank coffee and talked casually.

Suddenly, the door of the cafe opened.

Sigurd's eyes, which were already shaken, became cloudy again, and he looked at the two young people at the door.

The man was wearing a decent suit, a half-high silk top hat, holding a silver crutch and a pocket watch, with a handsome face.

The woman has the same light blond curly hair as Shelia, wears a green dress and a shagnet hat.

When they entered the coffee shop, everyone looked at them subconsciously, then looked back, everyone was busy doing their own thing.

Locke noticed that the clothes they wore were obviously spring clothes, and the boots on their feet were stained with the mud of the village.

"The spring festival in the town is about to begin, and we don't know who will be lucky enough to be chosen as the Maiden of Life."

"Krista, I don't want you to be chosen, even though you are the prettiest girl in town."

The man said with a smile.

"Nate, don't lie to me. Madam Aniya is much prettier than me. If she were 10 years younger, she would definitely be elected as the Maiden of Life."

Krista said as she sat down in an empty seat and waved to the waiter.

"Give me a cup of vanilla coffee, remember to add more milk and sugar."

"Okay, Ms. Krista."