Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

The environment is many times better than the apartment Locke found on his own.

Locke was a little moved. If it weren't for the fact that the housing prices in Kosolk were too high, he would have wanted to buy a house.

Sigurd took Locke around the entire house and finally said,

"There is also a basement that has not been taken care of for a long time. It needs to be cleaned before you can enter it. The other places are pretty clean."

“What’s the rent here?”

Locke asked.

"2 silver meters a month, you can stay here as long as you like. Well, you can pay the rent directly to me. My uncle won't mind."

Sigurd raised his eyebrows and said.

2 silver meters? so cheap?

Locke was stunned for a moment, realizing that this was Sigur's special treatment for him.

If the rent is 2 silver meters, you can live here even if you work as a chef.

Moreover, it is very close to Hannah's workplace and not far from the investigation bureau. If you want to save on fares, you can even get there on foot. It only takes an hour. It is purely for exercise.

Locke is very satisfied with the location and environment here.

"The rent of 2 silver meters is not a joke, right?"

Locke wanted to reaffirm the price.

Sigurd nodded and said seriously,

"Of course, am I the kind of person who can joke? In fact, this place is not as good as you think. For example, there is no wine cellar, no horse farm, and no ice cellar. The basement is only 10 square meters, and it has been idle for two years. It’s been three years and the maids have been lazy every time they clean it. I bet there are still cobwebs in the attic and you need to do it yourself.”

"Sigur, you are the best salesperson I have ever seen."

Locke said with a smile.

"I just want to be honest with you, my friend, and you missed the point of what I just said. Giving the rent to me is the point."

"I still think it would be safer to leave the rent to my generous uncle, and a formal rental contract must be signed."

"You were really taught to be strict by Boyd."

Sigurd shrugged, "If you are sure, I can sign a contract with you."

Locke felt that both Hannah and Eileen would be very satisfied with the place and did not even need to think about it. As for the rent, even if he told Hannah the truth, Hannah would definitely feel that it was well worth the money.

Precisely because the environment here is so good, Locke wants to meet Sigurd's uncle and sign a contract with him in person.

Realizing Locke's troubled expression, Sigurd scratched his hair.

"Actually, I went to my uncle's house today to look for him. He seemed to be missing. But don't worry, even if he comes back, he won't remember that he still owns this house. He asked me to help him take care of it a few years ago. The house, the keys and the house certificate are all with me."

Well, it was actually the house your uncle took the initiative to let you live in when he saw that your bank account had been frozen by your father, and was afraid that you would have no place to live, right?

"disappeared?"

"My uncle's fifth wife said this. She said he hadn't been home for three days and she didn't know if he died on the belly of some street girl."

Sigurd said frankly.

Fresh beads of sweat appeared on Locke's forehead again.

I bet your family’s tradition is to be a playboy? My uncle is already married to his fifth wife, and he also likes to find street girls.

"You can live here with peace of mind. When my uncle comes back, I will tell him. He doesn't care about the rent."

Sigurd said, sitting on the sofa and patting the dust on the sofa.

"Well, lazy maid, before you move in, you need to spend 50 meters to ask the grocery maid to do some cleaning. Do you want me to introduce it to you?"

"No, Hannah and I can clean up ourselves."

Locke felt that if he rented this place, Hannah would most likely not allow him to find another grocery maid to work.

"Okay, just bring the contract when you go to work tomorrow and I'll sign it. This place belongs to you."

Sigurd handed the key to Locke and said with a smile, "Please love it like a lover, and it will reward you with warmth and security."

"I will, thank you, Sigurd."

Locke is not being pretentious, he really needs to change his house.

He accepted the key and asked, "Do I need to pay a deposit?"

"No, give me the rent and contract tomorrow and pay it once a month, or if you are rich, you can pay it every six months."

"I will bring you the contract with 12 silver meters tomorrow."

Paying half a year's rent is nothing to Locke.

Sigurd nodded, "That's good. I can invite you to the Rose Theater. You must meet Jacqueline. Her body's flexibility has reached an amazing level."

"Boyd seemed to like Jacqueline too."

"There is no man who doesn't like Jacqueline. Don't you like Jacqueline?"

Sigurd looked at Locke suspiciously.

"I like Jacqueline."

Since you said there is no man who doesn't like Jacqueline, what else can I say?

Sigurd introduced Locke to the garden and backyard, and took Locke to visit the basement before the two left the villa. Sigurd insisted that Locke invite him to the tavern, and Locke couldn't refuse.

As they walked around the corner, they smelled the strong aroma of coffee.

"Otherwise we'd better not go drinking. It's not bad to drink coffee once in a while."

Sigurd suddenly said.

Locke nodded, "I also think it would be good to drink coffee once in a while."

Both of them followed the smell of coffee and walked to the door of a coffee shop.

At this time, large tracts of snowflakes began to float in the sky.

"The snowstorm is coming again. In this weather, drinking warm coffee and chatting about life in a coffee shop is simply a pleasure."

Sigurd said with a smile.

"Yeah, that's what I thought too, plus a dessert."

Locke said with a smile.

Almost without thinking, they walked into Garken Coffee Shop.

The coffee shop door closed softly.

Compared with the cold outside, the inside of the coffee shop can be described as warm as spring.

The store is already full of people, and every booth is filled with friends. They are sipping coffee and chatting, and the atmosphere is warm and romantic.

Sigurd saw his uncle Juris Haynes, who had been missing for several days.

There was a woman in a long skirt sitting next to him. The two were talking and laughing, like a loving couple. Euris Haines would kiss the woman on the forehead from time to time.

Sigurd smiled and walked over, "Uncle, so you are here."

Uris Haines turned back and glanced at Sigurd, his eyes full of doubts.

"Who are you? I don't remember having a nephew your age, dear, do you remember?"

Uris Haines asked the woman next to him. The woman shook her head, "I don't remember either. Are you William?"

"No, I'm Sigurd Bruce."

Sigurd introduced himself.

The woman shook her head in confusion and showed a gentle smile, "You must have admitted your mistake. We do not have a nephew as old as you. Our nephew William is only 14 years old this year. He cannot be as tall as you."

"Yes, brother, you got the wrong person."

Uris Haines patted Sickert on the shoulder.

Sigurd looked at the scar and the wedding ring on Juris Haines's left hand and was extremely sure that the man in front of him was his uncle. But since he refused to recognize him, Sigurd had no reason to expose him.

Sigur guessed that this was intentional by his uncle. He was probably pursuing the lady next to him who was not so beautiful in appearance but had a good personality.

"Okay, sorry, maybe I got the wrong person."

Sigurd shrugged and walked to the empty seat by the window with Locke.

There was someone sitting in this seat just now, and it seemed that he was moving out of the way to move the seat for them.

However, Locke noticed that no one went out of the coffee shop.

"Alice, listen, Bolen is really a learned man. You are so lucky to find such a fiancé."

"Mother, please don't praise Bolen so much, he will be proud."

Two familiar voices floated into Locke's ears.

He turned around and saw three people sitting in a booth in the corner of the coffee shop.

Duke Hagen's missing daughter Andy Hagen and her maid.

Since possessing the [Acuity of Hearing] skill, Locke can easily identify the sounds he has heard before.

She and her maid were communicating with a strange man.

"Alice, how about our wedding is scheduled for one month from now?"

"Okay, Bolen, everything is up to you."

Locke relied on his extraordinary hearing to hear their conversation in the corner seat.

He raised his brows slightly, realizing the anomaly of Andy Hagen and the maid. How could these two be mother and daughter?

Moreover, how could Andy Hagen be called Alice and be engaged to a strange man across the street?

"This is the first time I have seen such an expression on my uncle's face. He must have found true love. For this reason, he didn't even want his nephew."

Sigurd's voice brought Locke back from his thoughts.

Locke looked back at Sigurd,

"Are you sure that's your uncle?"

"Of course, but the woman next to him is definitely not a street girl. I can easily see the quality of a woman. She is the kind of traditional wife who puts family first."

Sigurd said with a serious expression.

Locke squinted his eyes, feeling that the people in the coffee shop were weird.

But he couldn't figure out what was so strange about it, as if his mind was broken.

A waiter in a black vest came forward and asked the two what they wanted.

Sigurd circled the coffee he wanted to drink on the menu and handed it to Locke.

Locke looked at the waiter, "Just black coffee."

"OK, just a second."

The waiter turned and left.

A girl with braids stepped forward and took Sigurd's hand.

"Dad, Dad, why are you here? Come home with us. Mom is waiting for you at home."

Sigurd waved his hand,

"Dear sweetheart, you have the wrong person. I am not your father."

The little girl walked away aggrievedly, looking back three times as if she wanted Sickert to be her father.

The waiter quickly brought two cups of coffee.

The aroma of coffee is very tempting.

Locke observed carefully and found that there were neither floating eyeballs nor squirming flesh worms in the coffee. After confirming that it was a normal cup of coffee, he drank it.

Sigurd finished his coffee before him.

The little girl with braids came over again. She took Sigurd’s hand and said,

"Dad, Dad, why are you here? Come home with us. Mom is waiting for you at home."