Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

"Write down all the weird things you own. If you want to hold them, remember to check the box for self-holding. You can also sell them if you want."

"Okay, thank you Mrs. Freya."

Locke begins filling out the weird object application form.

Since the black-haired director seemed difficult to mess with, he filled in all his weird stuff without any reservations.

The biggest secret is actually that I have a system. Apart from this, I can be honest about everything else.

With this mentality, Locke wrote about C19 Witch's Red Crystal Necklace and C201 Shadow Candle.

After writing it, he handed the form to Freya.

"There is also this confidentiality agreement, oh, and your probation period contract. The weekly salary during the probation period is only 80%, and you can only receive 4 silver meters per week. After 3 months, after completing the job transfer task, the weekly salary will be 5 Silver Mick.”

After writing these materials, the morning time is over.

Freya smiled and nodded,

"You can come to work tomorrow. You can get familiar with the environment today, and then go back to experience the rare leisure time. Oh, by the way, it will take a month to make your uniforms. Before that, please wear decent enough clothes. At work, Rhaenys is a person who pays great attention to appearance, especially you, Mr. Locke, your coat is torn. "

"Okay, Mrs. Freya."

Locke looked at his coat distressedly. It would be great if it could be reimbursed.

Locke left Freya's office together with Robson, a boy who was a hair shorter than himself, and visited the Sixth Weird Investigation Bureau under the leadership of Dimo.

As the sun set, Locke and Robson said goodbye to Dimo ​​and left the Abnormal Bureau.

"Locke, do you want to sit at my place? The apartment I just rented is only one street away from here."

Robson, who was late because he got lost in the morning, smiled and invited Locke.

"It's almost dinner time. I have to buy groceries and go back to cook. I will definitely go there next time I have the chance."

Locke looked apologetic and promised to do it next time.

"Well, it's a pity. Then you must come to my house next time."

Robson said, waving his hands and getting into a carriage.

It can be seen from his dress that he is a very rich young man.

It was only one street away, and he actually had to take a carriage.

Locke shook his head and decided to walk to Trey Bridge, take a car across the bridge, buy the best mutton, and cook a big meal today to celebrate that he found a job.

Looking up at the Wells district with its many tall buildings, Locke clenched his fists and encouraged himself.

Life is getting better day by day.

There was a flock of white doves circling in the gray sky, and Locke inexplicably felt that it was the black-haired director Rhaenys's omnipresent vision.

To this day, he still has an unreal feeling.

He actually applied for the job of the Sixth Sheriff Court, and he was already half a peace officer.

Although, at first I just came to apply for a job as a chef.

Is this also destiny?

While his thoughts were swirling, Locke had already reached the bustling business district.

People in clown uniforms were handing out leaflets on the street. Although Locke's coat was a little damaged, the clown handed him a leaflet and said enthusiastically,

"On December 1st, Ryder Circus will open. All tickets are half-price. Young gentlemen, please bring your family to watch it."

"Okay, I'll think about it."

Locke responded with a smile. He was in a good mood today, and coupled with the circus performance, it was one of the rare entertainment activities in this era.

Hannah had not seen a circus performance for seven or eight years, and she had never experienced one since coming to this world.

Locke doesn't think it's a big deal to relax once in a while.

When passing by Baker's Bakery, I still saw a long queue. Everyone was discussing Baker's actions and believed that Baker Grain Company is a responsible company.

It’s just that the citizens of the East District pay great attention to decency. Even when queuing, they are polite and modest, there is no crowding at all, and they maintain a friendly social distance from each other.

Two young ladies were quietly discussing Locke, whom they thought was very handsome.

Several ladies across the street were also discussing Locke, thinking that his clothes were torn and not decent enough.

Locke passed by the clothing store, and Sophie, a female clerk with a bright future, recognized Locke at a glance and waved to him.

Seeing that Locke was about to leave, Sophie opened the glass door and stretched out her hand to pull the customer who had only visited the clothing store once.

Chapter 61, 8 times salary!

"Oh, goddess, why are your clothes torn? Did you encounter a terrible robber or a lustful female hooligan?"

Sophie frowned and said, before Locke could speak, she took off Locke's coat and stroked the damaged area distressedly.

If she hadn't focused all her attention on the coat, Locke would have suspected that he had actually met a female gangster.

Sophie took out her needle and thread from her dress pocket and sat on the chair in front of the counter.

"I'm very sorry. I had an accident this morning. No need to bother. I can find someone to repair it."

Locke scratched his messy hair and said sheepishly.

"You must not know that I have after-sales service here, right? You can take your coat back within a year and I will mend it for you for free."

Sophie smiled and raised the needle and thread in her hand, "My dream was to be a fashion designer. Believe me, no one on this street has better sewing skills than me."

"Thank you, beautiful lady."

Locke sat in the empty seat next to Sophie.

"You can call me Sophie."

Sophie poured a cup of black tea and handed it to Locke, "Seeing that your mental state is not very good, drink a cup of tea and rest for a while. Give me a quarter of an hour and I can get it done."

"Thank you, Miss Sophie."

Locke took the black tea, and the coldness was dissipated a lot.

He drank black tea in peace, while Sophie sat aside, lowered her head, and began to mend the clothes with concentration. The needle and thread moved flexibly in her hands, and she quickly sewed the cracked parts together.

A quarter of an hour later, Sophie restored the coat to its original shape, and Locke had fallen asleep holding the cup of black tea.

He was indeed too tired.

In addition, it was much warmer in the clothing store than on the street. After drinking the hot black tea, he fell asleep without realizing it.

Sophie put the clothes on him, and Locke opened his eyes.

"Sorry, I fell asleep."

"The clothes are already sewn."

Sophie smiled and said, "Try it quickly. Is there any problem?"

Locke put on his windbreaker and walked around in front of the fitting room, "It's great, I even feel better than before."

"That's good."

Locke feels guilty for having wanted to prostitute Sophie for free, and is determined to take care of her business in the future.

"Sophie, thank you so much."

"You don't have to be so polite. I have a brother who is as old as you. When I see you, I think of him."

Sophie's smile became even brighter.

Locke was stunned for a moment and smiled, "He is such a lucky man."

The two chatted for a while. Sophie knew Locke's name, and Locke also learned that Sophie's younger brother was called Tosin. He was currently in boarding school and he and Sophie could only see each other once a month.

Saying goodbye to Sophie's clothing store, Locke left Wells and came to Trey Bridge.

After riding a carriage across the bridge, Locke did not choose to walk. Instead, he took the trackless train and got off at the Pat District platform.

Went into Uncle Sam's meat shop and bought fresh mutton, and then went to the vegetable shop to buy various mushrooms.

Locke returned to Old Tom's apartment, took out the earthen jar filled with ice cubes and took it home.

In today's weather, just leaving water in a jar overnight is enough to freeze enough ice cubes.

Locke returns home and finds Miss Irene, the black cat on the windowsill, who knows where she is, while Hannah is trying on her new clothes in front of the full-length mirror.

Hannah had been reluctant to wear the orange coat that Locke bought for her before, but now she has begun to think about what hat to match it with. Locke feels that there should be good news for her sister.

"Hannah, I'm back."

"I have some good news for you."

The siblings spoke almost at the same time.

Then he humbly said in a tacit understanding, "You speak first."

Hannah and Locke both laughed.

"I found a job."

Hannah said excitedly,

"It's a job as a tutor, with a weekly salary of 5 copper meters. Although it's not as good as a reporter's job, this salary is enough for us to live on. I can also save some money for you."

Locke was not surprised that Hannah found a job. Hannah already had a diploma from a liberal arts school, plus 5 years of experience as a journalist, as well as good looks and a cheerful and talkative personality. Women like her could not find a job. That's strange.

If it weren't for the old guy Lloyd, Hannah might have been a reporter for the Sun.

To his surprise, Hannah found a job as a tutor.

"private teacher?"

"Yes, teaching grammar. I work for a generous wife. She hopes that her daughter can be admitted to the Koturk Grammar School. This job will last about two years. I am confident."

"Hannah, are you really willing to give up on your dream of journalism?"

Locke asked seriously.

Not being a reporter may also be a good thing for Hannah, because in this world, journalists are also considered a high-risk profession, especially reporters with a strong sense of justice. Without a strong background, I am afraid that I don’t know when they will appear in Kosolk In the river.

But Locke knows Hannah, and her love for journalism is enough for her to take risks. Even if she starts as an intern with a salary of only 1 copper meter, she will never tire of it.

Locke wanted to see Hannah's sincere smile, and wanted to be Hannah's solid backing and a strong background so that she could pursue her dreams with confidence, whether her dream was to be a journalist or a movie star. No need to worry about safety.

This is one of the reasons why Locke agreed to join the Alien Bureau.

He wants to become stronger.

To make your life and Hannah's life truly better, without any threats.

Within the Abnormality Bureau, there must be a lot of knowledge in the field of occultism, and Locke can learn more about it.

"Locke, I have not given up on my dream. I just want to solve life problems first. Although the generous Miss Lucy left us a sum of money, it does not mean that I can never work. The money can be left for you to open a restaurant. "

Hannah put her hands on her hips, her expression serious and unmistakable.

"Sorry, Hannah, I've found a job too."

The corner of Locke's mouth raised slightly, he took off his windbreaker jacket and scarf and put them on the coat rack.

Hannah immediately thought of the leaflet she gave Locke, and her eyes sparkled with sparkle.

"It's the Sixth Sheriff Court! You succeeded! Locke, you are the chef of the Sixth Sheriff Court!!!"

Hannah excitedly took Locke's hand.

Locke smiled and shook his head,

"No, I'm an investigator of the Sixth Security Court."

The confidentiality agreement stipulates that even the closest family members cannot disclose the affairs of the Abnormal Investigation Bureau, which is collectively referred to as the Sixth Security Court.

So Locke could only say this to Hannah, and in theory he was not lying.

"Investigator?"

Hannah looked at Locke in disbelief.

Locke nodded slightly,

"4 silver dollars a week."