Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

"snort."

Angela was still angry and walked towards the end of the corridor.

Di Mo shook the wine bottle in his hand and said to Locke with a smile,

"Locke, my name is Dimo, I'm sorry, Angela was spoiled by me."

"She is your daughter?"

Di Mo smiled, "She is the daughter of my late friend, and she is also equivalent to my daughter."

"Hello, Mr. Dimo, I'm sorry before, but I didn't mean to deceive you."

Locke said politely.

"It doesn't matter. There will be no problems with the Dream Heart. I believe you didn't lie to us. If you can enter the Abnormality Bureau, you must have other outstanding qualities. You can just call me Di Mo."

Di Mo took two sips of wine and looked at the wall with cloudy eyes.

"Um, Mr. Dimo, I'm over here."

Locke said.

"Do you need me to take you to register?"

Di Mo turned sideways and scratched his messy hair, "Haha, Locke, do you want me to take you to register?"

"Okay, thank you Mr. Dimo."

Di Mo took Locke downstairs and to the registration room on the first floor.

Freya, who is in charge of personnel registration, is a middle-aged woman with curly brown hair and a slightly chubby figure.

"What's going on today? Two such good-looking teenagers came to the Abnormal Bureau. I really wish I could be 10 years younger, so that I can embrace beautiful love."

Chapter 59, Weird Application Form

"This beautiful lady full of wisdom is Freya. She is a rare civilian employee of the Alien Bureau. She holds many positions, including personnel, administration and finance, so she is the one who can't be found in the hall. , you can go to Freya’s office to find her.”

Dimo pointed at Robson, a blond boy who had just completed his employment application, and said, "Look, Mrs. Freya is really young and full of energy today, as if she has just turned 18."

Robson scratched his hair awkwardly.

"Oh, look where you are as an alcoholic. You can't even see where I am. You still have the nerve to be a guide for newcomers. The smell of alcohol on your body has already polluted the air in my office."

Freya put her hands on her hips and stared at Dimo, who was indistinguishable between humans and animals within 5 meters, and said,

"Get out quickly, it's enough to have Sigur here to help."

"Mr. Siegel just went out."

Robson said.

Locke, who was looking for Sigurd, narrowed his eyes.

Is this guy hiding from me? It was clearly stated that the carriage and horse expenses could be reimbursed!

"Oh, goddess, poor newcomers, you have the most unreliable seniors, come in quickly, fill out the registration form, Robson, help this handsome gentleman."

Freya put her forehead with one hand. She seemed to have a lot of unfinished accounts. She sat back at her work station and immersed herself in her work.

Robson took out a form and handed it to Locke.

"You need to fill in your name, age, marital status, home address and bank account on the form. If you don't have a bank account, you don't need to fill it in. You can collect cash from Mrs. Freya every week."

Robson seems to know a lot about this place, completely different from Locke who knows nothing about it.

Locke nodded and sat down to fill out the form.

The top half of the table is very normal, but the bottom part starts to get weird.

[Please fill in your three strange hobbies. If you don’t have any, please write down your hobbies. It must be the kind of unknown hobbies. 】

[Please fill in your criminal history. If you don’t have one, you can also write down the crime you want to commit. We promise to keep it confidential for you. 】

[Please fill in your love history. If not, please find a partner as soon as possible. Ask for a week's marriage. Fight day and night to leave your own blood. If you participate in this job, you can't guarantee that you can see the sun tomorrow. 】

[Please describe your most important family member in detail. When you are watched by evil gods, we will protect your family. 】

"Do I need to fill in these too?"

Locke wanted to see what Robson wrote, but Robson had already given the application form to Mrs. Freya.

"Yes, these must be written. This is the key document to prevent you from being inexplicably exchanged. If one day your soul is taken away, we can also tell it."

Mrs. Freya said without raising her head that she was really too busy. She had complained many times and hoped that the Bureau of Abnormalities could recruit more civilian staff to share her pressure. Unfortunately, the Bureau of Abnormalities always used confidentiality agreements to grounds, her application was rejected.

Mrs. Freya wanted to resign, to be absent from work, to have poetry and a distant place, but unfortunately she had reasons to stay in the Alien Bureau.

She felt that she was under undue pressure at her age and was getting fatter. The pressure made her gain weight and made her lose her youthful vitality and brilliance. She could only save herself by applying a facial mask every night before going to bed. skin.

If it wasn't to maintain the image of a lady, she would also like to imitate the alcoholic Di Mo and drink alcohol every day, at least to relieve stress.

Locke looked at the mountains of information in front of Mrs. Freya, and suddenly felt sympathy for the middle-aged woman.

Unfortunately, he is not good at dealing with this. He is only a C-level graduate from a secondary vocational school, and he studied mechanical manufacturing.

He filled in his details, leaving the bank account line blank.

In Kosolk, if you cannot come up with assets worth 300 silver meters, the bank will not open an account for you unless you have a letter of introduction.

After opening a bank account, you can not only make deposits, but also borrow money.

A bank account is also equivalent to a symbol of credit to a certain extent.

Locke decided to take the time to open a bank account and save the money given by Miss Lucy. He asked his colleagues in the Bureau of Abnormalities for a letter of introduction.

Most likely they have a bank account, right?

After writing the first half of the form, Locke began to write the second half.

Three special hobbies, this is really difficult for myself.

You can't write about looking for witches, feeding witches, or talking about witches, right?

If you write like this, your reputation in the Foreign Affairs Bureau will be bad in the future.

"You must write it truthfully."

Mrs. Freya suddenly raised her head, looked at Locke and said.

A drop of sweat appeared on Locke's forehead.

"Don't be nervous, we won't peek."

Di Mo picked up the wine bottle again and drank half the bottle.

Locke found that Di Mo's wine bottle seemed to be endless. The half bottle of wine had clearly been finished just now, but now it appeared again.

This thing is most likely also a weird thing.

"Di Mo, why are you still here?"

Mrs. Freya urged and drove Dimo ​​out because she couldn't drink. She was jealous of Dimo, a drunkard who had been drunk all year round.

Di Mo left in anger, leaving only Robson, the blond boy, Mrs. Freya, who was never finished, and Locke, who didn't know how to write, left in the office.

"Do you like having pets?"

Robson is a friendly person who likes to help others. In order to expand Locke's thinking, he took the initiative and said,

"Cats, dogs, birds, or other unique pets, as long as you have a hobby that no one else knows about, you can write it down."

"Thank you, Robson."

Locke said gratefully as he wrote.

[Talk to the cat] [Cook food for the cat] [Be the cat’s poop scooper]

Three secret hobbies.

This hobby is currently only known to Hannah.

Now people from the Abnormality Bureau also know it, but it doesn't matter. Locke who likes cats sounds much better than Locke who likes witches.

As for the criminal history column, Locke hesitated for two seconds and looked at Freya and Robson again.

"Don't worry, the Abnormality Bureau will definitely keep you a secret. Even if your past crimes were so heinous that you were sent to the guillotine, as long as you enter the Abnormality Bureau, you can have them written off."

Robson said very firmly.

"Yes, there are not many people with clean backgrounds in the Bureau of Abnormality, but our branch is an exception. Our Director Rhaenys requires people with more than three generations of innocent family backgrounds to join the Bureau. She wants to reshape the image of the Bureau and attract a lot of people. A group of enthusiastic young people joined.”

Freya seemed to have thought of something funny, suddenly stopped what she was doing, and looked at the two newcomers with a smile.

"The results of it?"

Robson asked cooperatively.

"As a result, the Abnormality Bureau has not recruited a single new person for three consecutive years. Last year, a group of people died, and they were forced to go to Kosolk Prison to recruit temporary workers."

Freya burst into laughter as she spoke, "I'll tell you a secret."

Chapter 60: Are three generations of ancestors spies?

Locke and Robson both pricked up their ears and looked at Freya, a middle-aged woman who was beaming with laughter.

"The director's father is a spy who was instigated by Rodrigo to rebel. The director's grandfather is a spy with half Alteran blood. My grandfather's grandfather is a spy bribed by Fort Aton, haha. That's why the director is particularly concerned about his innocent family background."

Um, three generations of your ancestors were all spies?

I would like to ask the black-haired director, how on earth did he get the position of director of the Royal Capital of the Irregularity Bureau?

Mrs. Freya thought she was telling a joke, while Locke and Robson admired the black-haired director even more.

With such a resume, being able to sit in such a position is not something that ordinary people can do.

"Why don't you laugh? Could it be that your parents were also spies?"

asked Mrs. Freya.

Locke and Robson immediately shook their heads.

Locke begins to suspect that his secret will be leaked by Mrs. Freya. She is a strong woman who dares to bring out the director's secrets for fun.

But there is a high probability that this is no longer a secret. Even newcomers like Locke know it, and other people in the Abnormal Bureau must also know it.

"Flea, your application for annual leave has been rejected."

A familiar voice suddenly sounded.

Locke and Robson stood in awe.

Isn't this the black-haired director?

Freya stood up excitedly, ran outside the window sill, and shouted at the white pigeons flying outside,

"I want to strike! I want human rights! I want to rest!"

After she finished yelling, she straightened her skirt and returned to her seat gracefully. When she passed Locke on the way, she grabbed Locke's half-filled form.

Freya looked at Locke and Robson with a smile.

"Welcome to join the Sixth Oddity Investigation Bureau. People outside think we are the Sixth Magistrate's Court. In fact, we only deal with weird matters here."

"Mrs. Freya, actually I haven't finished filling it out yet."

"It doesn't matter, that's enough."

Freya put the form into the document bag, and the unfilled information began to appear automatically, as if there was an invisible pen writing words quickly.

[Basic information] Locke Bemon, 17 years old, is from Kosolk, Tumen Kingdom, and lives in Apartment No. 1, 3rd floor, Old Tom Apartment, Pate Block, West District, Kosolk.

[Interest Tags] Find witches, feed witches, and tell witch stories.

[Criminal History] None.

[Crime Expectation] Live in a world where everyone is equal, the legal system is sound, and there is no class oppression or royal aristocracy.

[Marriage and relationship status] Vacant.

[Most important relative] Hannah Bemon, 22 years old, from Kosork, Tumen Kingdom, lives in Apartment 1, 3rd floor, Old Tom Apartment, Pet Street, West District, Kosork...

Freya handed Locke another application form,