I became a mage and was recruited by the lord as his son-in-law

Bennett was confused by Sera's words. A man who made countless money told people that he was not interested in money. A knight who had reached the ceiling of ordinary people told me that she didn't want to be a knight?

"But you are already a Holy Blade Knight. There are only five Holy Blades in the entire territory. You are already a leader. Sera, cheer up. You are still so young and you will become a God-given Knight in the future. You can definitely..."

"Bennett, you don't understand anything." Sera had had enough of Bennett's chicken soup, and it was obvious that she didn't want to hear this.

But Bennett was already annoyed. He now felt that this woman was just being pretentious and couldn't stand losing. He said in a sarcastic tone:

"Haha, what do you want to say? Do you want to marry a commoner, have children, and live happily ever after? Why is it that a powerful Saber Knight is tempted to give up his wealth and glory and eat coarse food? What do you want? Haha?"

"Yes."

"what?"

"You're right, Bennett. I just want to stay in that home, where there's a little one who will stick to me every day and giggle around me all the time. My mother will cook hot milk and porridge for me, and my father will joke that he wants the little one to marry me in the future. I don't want a cold military camp. I don't want people to flatter me every day and say that I will definitely achieve great things in the future. I want to go back to that home where everyone will smile at me sincerely. I want the little one to keep smiling by my side all the time."

Sera's words were sincere, she meant it, and Bennett's brain was a little short-circuited, but he still had to drink the chicken soup.

"But you are already so strong. You can get whatever you want. You are so capable."

"It's too late, Bennett. It's too late. I've been training for 16 years, 16 years, and the little guy has only been learning for 6 years. That fight was just a joke on me. There's no chance. He doesn't need me."

No one had told him about Sierra, but Bennett already knew who the little one was.

"Why do you want to duel with me?"

"I want to tell you that I can protect you."

He patted Sera's arm gently, motioning her to put him down, but unfortunately the woman seemed to have misunderstood him. Instead, she reached out and hugged Bennett. The dust in her hair choked the thin mage.

"Ahem, Sera, I'm engaged."

"Aimee said she doesn't mind you having a lover."

"Calm down, Sierra, this isn't right."

"Bennett, you like me."

"what?"

"You like me. I can feel it in your eyes. Your eyes can't deceive me."

Yes, eyes can't deceive people.

Ordinary people in this world are waiting to be saved while turning a blind eye to the disasters of others, while the nobles are high and mighty and show their hypocritical kindness, even Aimee is the same.

Sera is different, she is really saving this dark military camp. She does not throw some pieces of meat to them from a high position, but goes deep into the masses to find a way out for them. She is like an ideal warrior. Her fluttering red hair that night ignited the cold world in front of Bennett.

Those born in darkness are desperately trying to save others, but the children of light under the red flag are full of indifference.

Jealousy, envy, resentment and love, human emotions are often twisted and complicated.

He liked her, and admired her more. He didn't dare to approach her, because he was afraid that her fluttering red hair would burn his soul and accuse him of being so high and mighty, so cold. He was afraid that he would not be able to hold back the darkness in his heart and would want to destroy and desecrate her crazily.

Sera was so special, so special that Bennett never thought of her as an ordinary person, and never thought of her as having any vulnerability.

Bennett didn't know how to answer Sera, but Sera didn't need Bennett's answer. Since he entered the tent today, Sera would not let him go. She knew that he liked her, and that was enough.

Bennett tried to escape, but Sera stopped him.

"Don't go, Bennett."

"Sierra, this isn't right."

"Look me in the eyes, Bennett."

Bennett was forced to turn his head and looked into Sera's eyes, where his reflection was still visible.

Why deceive yourself? The darkness in your heart is always above you. Bennett sat on Sera's sleeping bag.

Sera smiled. She placed the bathtub next to her in the middle of the tent, fetched buckets of hot water from outside, and placed Bennett facing the bathtub.

After securing the tent curtain, Sera took off her clothes. She deliberately took off her clothes in front of Bennett and threw her underwear on Bennett's head.

Bennett, who had put down his psychological burden, was not polite at all. He took the underwear and sniffed it deeply, smelling the scent of hormones.

Under Bennett's gaze, Sera poured water over her head. Her slightly curly red hair covered her shoulders like magma. The candlelight cast a hazy silk dress on her body, revealing her curvy figure. Her abdomen was not angular like Aimee's, but covered with a thin layer of belly. When she bent over, it was squeezed together like the edges of a stacked pizza. Her curves were full and her hips were wider than her shoulders, making her look like a pear. Her round thighs were strong, powerful and elastic. There was no trace of a deliberately maintained body shape on her body. She was Diana emerging from the bath, maternal, healthy, wild, natural and sexy.

The blue light in Bennett's eyes shone on Sera's wheat-colored skin, and the pink color on it made Sera look even more attractive.

Sierra stepped out of the tub and Bennett took off his clothes.

There is no turning back.

Looking at the tears in Sera's eyes, did she regret it? Bennett could no longer think about these questions. The mage had lost all his rationality. The blue in his eyes was cold and crazy.

After venting, the two hugged each other tightly, and Bennett's eyes gradually turned into aqua blue.

"Cuckoo."

"hungry."

"I'll get you some food. Do you need it heated up?"

"Don't go out, just eat like this."

“No need to go out.”

A rune appeared on Bennett's right hand. He placed the plate on top of the rune. A blue light flashed and the food began to steam.

Taking the slightly hot plate, Sera said with emotion: "You mages are really convenient."

"It's just convenient for me. I said, I'm special."

There was still a trace of afterglow on Sera's face, her eyes narrowed into a crescent, and she said teasingly:

"Yes, yes, that's great, my little Bennett."

"I'm not small."

"You are young."

Looking at the wet hair on her forehead, the pig's feet couldn't help but climb up Sera's body. Sera twisted her waist and waved her hand to slap Bennett's pig's feet down.

"Stop messing around, you're not a knight, take care of your body."

If it was Aimee, she would probably pounce on him without hesitation.

Bennett stopped moving and lay flat in his sleeping bag, starting to think about life. He suddenly felt a little guilty.

Aimee and Sera are completely different people. Aimee is very strong, like a wolf, while Sera is very gentle, like a yellow cow in the field.

"Me and Aimee...who do you like better?"

"This... each has its own merits. Each has its own merits."

Sera put the plate aside, held the shorter Bennett in her arms, smelled the sweat on his hair, and smiled happily.

Bennett had been sensing Sera's condition, and this smile gave him some comfort. It was too late to regret, so he could only try his best to make up for it.

"Sierra, I love you."

"Got it, got it, time to go to bed little Bennett."

"You are really beautiful. Very pretty."

"That won't work either. You're already very tired tonight. You should say goodnight."

"Goodnight, Sera."

"Be good, little Bennett."