Becoming a god by raising witches

I almost thought I was going to die again.

After the Thousand-Faced Spider exploded, only a purple spider egg remained.

Eileen used her hair to collect the inconspicuous spider egg and handed it to Locke. Before Sieg could find it, she transformed into a mask again and stuck it to Locke's face.

"This is good stuff, keep it safe."

Locke silently shoved the egg-sized spider egg into his pocket.

"Is the Thousand-Faced Spider dead?"

"died."

Locke finally breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing Eileen's affirmative answer.

Sieg looked around and ran towards Locke.

"Locke, are you alright?"

"Did you... find the strange object?"

"Found it, it's [the girl's smile]."

Sieg helped Locke up. "I used a little trick to make Count Hagen think I was the one who found Miss Andy, and he gave me the painting. Now we can leave this godforsaken place and go find the chief."

Did you tear up that painting?

Locke suddenly asked nervously.

Sieg nodded. "How did you know? It turns out there was a painting hidden behind the girl's smile."

"Is the painting depicting a helpless girl being attacked by a terrifying mud monster on a dark, gloomy street?"

Locke asked.

Sieg nodded.

"You tore the painting to pieces?"

"Tear it up, otherwise how are we supposed to leave?"

"Oh no, this might be a backup plan left by Krista."

Locke said worriedly.

Sure enough, outside the green barrier, a reassembled mud monster was slowly approaching.

The spider egg in Locke's arms was restless, so Locke could only use his hair to tightly wrap it up to prevent it from moving around again.

The nobles who were still attending the ball were also shaken by the huge explosion.

They all looked out the glass window, where purple and green created a beautiful scene, as if a painter had spilled paint on the sky as a canvas.

"It's so beautiful, what is it?"

"Special fireworks? Was it prepared by the Earl?"

"I never imagined that green and purple would look so good together."

They were all marveling at the situation, completely unaware that danger was approaching, and thought it was a special arrangement by Count Hagen.

Count Hagen scratched his already thinning hair and asked the butler with a smile, "Did I arrange fireworks?"

"You've made the arrangements, but it seems the time hasn't come yet."

"The fireworks technician made a mistake, but his skill is indeed commendable, and I will reward him."

Count Hagen said with a smile.

"Dad, I like these fireworks, they're so special."

Andy Hagen took Earl Hagen's hand and said.

Madam Suman looked up at the purple blood filling the sky and gave a strange expression.

Just as everyone was immersed in the atmosphere of revelry and joy, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Locke, his body stained with blood once more, rushed in, removed his mask, and said solemnly,

"The Fallen Angels are attacking! Everyone, quickly take shelter in the underground shelter."

"Rock Bemon, what did you say?"

Count Hagen thought Locke was joking. The Fallen Angels were a newly emerged cult in the last two years. They believed in the evil world of the dead and often committed atrocities in the North or the West Coast, including human sacrifice and serial murders. They also loudly claimed responsibility for these crimes, and many criminals had joined them.

The Fallen Angels' strongholds are usually located on the border, and none have been found in Kosork.

Hearing Locke say this, everyone tensed up.

"I'm not kidding. They caused the explosion just now. The purple liquid is highly poisonous. Everyone, please do not touch it and hide immediately."

Locke said seriously, and took out his investigator's badge, "I am an investigator from the Sixth Sheriff's Court. Please trust me."

“I believe in Mr. Locke; he possesses noble character.”

Lucy was the first to step forward. She looked at Earl Hagen and asked, "Where is the entrance to the sanctuary? Please lead us there."

"well."

Once he realized what was happening, Count Hagen, trembling, led everyone to safety with the help of his butler.

Every duke's, earl's, and nobleman's castle has an underground sanctuary, and the Earl of Hagen's castle is no exception.

The entrance to the underground refuge passage of the Earl's mansion is located in the Earl of Hagen's bedroom.

Count Hagen led everyone into the refuge.

Before leaving, Mrs. Sueman gave Locke a deep look.

Locke narrowed his eyes and saw that she still had 40 years of life left above her head. He was certain that she wouldn't hatch any terrifying beings in the short term, so he didn't stop her from leaving.

Chapter 109, An Ordinary Investigator

Locke watched as the last person entered the underground shelter and closed the secret door to the shelter's passageway.

Lucy, who was leading everyone at the front, suddenly realized something, turned around, and went against the current.

Judith grabbed her arm. "Lucy, what are you doing?"

"I want to go back."

"Lucy said."

"What are you doing back?"

"Judith asked."

"If it really is the Fallen Angels Party, then Mr. Locke will also be in danger. I heard that they are very unfriendly to the kingdom's sheriffs."

Lucy said seriously.

"Don't be silly. If you go, you won't be able to help. You might even get taken hostage and cause him trouble."

Judith persuaded Lucy to stop her from turning back.

A group of people carrying lanterns walked through the dark underground passage for about fifteen minutes before reaching the spacious interior.

This is the Count's refuge, which he built for himself. It is like a miniature underground villa, not only brightly lit, but also stocked with plenty of food and water.

"Don't be nervous, everyone. This is the Queen's Quarter. Nothing will happen. The ball will continue, and the unrest outside will be quelled after the ball ends."

Count Hagen stood up and addressed the crowd with a smile.

If it were the work of the Fallen Angels, such unrest would indeed be quickly quelled by the kingdom's army and sheriffs, a sentiment echoed by the nobles.

So the band continued playing music, and the masked men and women continued dancing.

Moreover, their enthusiasm was even higher than before, as if enjoying the ball in this tense atmosphere made them even happier.

"Lucy, let's go, let's go dance some more."

Judith took her friend's hand.

Lucy shook her head. "No, I don't want to go to a ball like this at all. There are people struggling to make ends meet outside, and we can't even help them. Instead, we're here partying and dancing. It's just too ironic."

“Rock Bemon is a sheriff; he’s different from us.”

Judith comforted her.

"Yes, although I admire Locke Bemon and he did save my daughter Andy, his status is different from that of us nobles."

"That's what Count Hagen said."

"What's the difference?"

Lucy's eyes suddenly sharpened as she looked seriously at Count Hagen.

Judith tugged at her friend's arm. "Lucy, don't talk to the Earl like that."

Count Hagen coughed, and his expression also turned serious.

Although he usually seems easy to talk to, it doesn't mean he doesn't have the temper of someone in a high position. As an earl, even in the kingdom, not many people dare to speak to him like that.

Lucy's tone offended him.

As Lucy's friend, Andy Hagen appeared just in time to help her out of the predicament.