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

In the afternoon, Bennett came to Sera's tent again. Sera looked up at him and handed a piece of waist armor to Bennett.

"Help me maintain my armor. It will protect me when I leave the barracks."

Bennett took the rough cloth from the table, applied a bit of oil and began to wipe the nails.

"Did Aimee come to see you this morning?"

"Ah."

"Why did she give you the knife?"

"I do not know either."

The piece of armor in his hand became brighter and brighter. Bennett put it back to its original position and picked up another piece of armor from under it.

"Is it true that Aimee has no way to break through the God's Gift?"

"God-given, God-given, without God in your heart, how can there be any gift?"

"What is God?"

"God is oneself. Man constantly refines himself and surpasses himself. Finally, when the flesh is refined to a certain level, it is God's gift. It is not asking God for a gift, but seeking and paying from oneself."

The shiny armor in his hand reflected the faint blue light in Bennett's eyes. He knew what kind of person Aimee was. She was not the kind of strong person who dared to fight. She was not so opinionated. She was a little clever, but that was all.

Bennett put the nail piece back in his hand, re-applied oil, changed to the next nail piece and continued to wipe.

It was finally over. Bennett stretched and watched Sera put the armor pieces together. The runes on them were cast by Mervin himself, and they were enough for a God-given knight.

Sera opened the door curtain of the tent to ventilate. Now everyone in the barracks had returned, but the barracks were not lively at all. Everyone had a solemn look on their faces. There was no one who became famous in one battle on the battlefield. There was mostly blood and corpses. A heavy and gloomy atmosphere enveloped the barracks.

Bennett looked at the soldiers who were like zombies. He was with Aimee every day, and he knew what kind of power Aimee had. This group of people were cannon fodder, or tools carried into the war. This time they were going to attack a city, and their role was self-evident.

The ending of him and Aimee was already determined. For the first time, he felt the helplessness of life. A surge of angry blood kept flowing into his mind, and the dark blue light was getting closer and closer to black.

Bennett felt very irritable now, and he didn't know what he was irritated about, whether it was the pessimism about a relationship or the anxiety brought about by the coming of war.

The soldiers nearby saw that Bennett's eyes were becoming more and more terrifying, so they all shrank their necks and moved away from the tent. Many of them stood in the distance pointing and talking.

Bennett knew what they were talking about. It was nothing more than evil wizards or something like that. Bennett suddenly felt that this group of people were really ignorant. They deserved to live such a miserable life. They should be used as fuel for war. They deserved to die.

"Bennett!"

A loud roar shattered the dark light in Bennett's eyes.

The infection of magic will make people lean towards extremes, which is not only calmness, but also disorder and madness.

"Bennett, what happened to you?"

Bennett slowly came back to his senses and wondered why he had such thoughts.

Looking at Sera holding the dinner plate, her flying red hair illuminated the darkness of Bennett in the setting sun.

"Nothing, Sera."

Sera looked into Bennett's eyes, and the blue color of his eyes returned to its clearness, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Here, dinner, bear stew, I don't know how it goes."

Bennett took the plate and forked a piece of bear meat covered in soup. The meat was chewy, but the chef had added a lot of spices to it, so the original flavor of the meat could no longer be tasted.

Sera picked up a wine jug, took a big gulp and handed it to Bennett. Bennett took a sip. Red wine, red wine goes well with meat. Bennett couldn't help but give Sera a thumbs up.

After dinner, the two sat together in front of the tent. Tonight, each soldier was given a sausage, and there were barrels of beer on the parade ground. People briefly forgot the shadow of war.

The people of Razlan seemed to have a special feeling for bonfire parties. They erected a bonfire in the middle of the parade ground and everyone was having a final frenzy together. They danced around the bonfire. Sera also got interested and pulled Bennett, twisting her body excitedly in the crowd.

Finally, the two of them twisted onto Sierra's sleeping bag.

"I will be wearing armor all the time starting tomorrow, so you must cherish it tonight."

Bennett had been burning with anger for a long time, and of course he would not be polite at all. The darkness in his heart seemed to have found an outlet in the afternoon. Perhaps because she was six years older than Bennett, Sera had a kind of kindness towards Bennett, and she always tolerated Bennett's tyranny without limits.

The clear moonlight shone into the military camp after the madness. The soldiers had long returned to their tents. Everything was so quiet.

Sera was still hugging Bennett, and Bennett was touching the bruises on her body. A faint aqua-blue light shone on Sera's shoulders.

"I'm sorry, Sierra."

Sera kissed Bennett's forehead, stroked his long brown hair (for a man), and pulled the covers of his sleeping bag up.

"It's okay, Bennett. Don't you want to continue? You'll have to wait a long time for the next time."

"Go to sleep, Sera. You have been satisfied today."

In the morning, the sun has just risen.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

The camp bell rang.

"Bennett, help me put on my armor."

Sera kissed Bennett's forehead, stood up and walked towards the armor. Bennett put down the dragon leather book in his hand and began to help Sera wrap her clothes tightly. The armor was custom-made for Sera and fit her very well, but this combination of plate armor was quite cumbersome to wear, and the hidden buttons under the armor were even more complicated. However, Bennett had learned these when he received aristocratic education, so he would not make any mistakes.

Sera looked at the busy Bennett in the mirror and couldn't help but joked: "Generally, knights going to war are helped by their wives to put on armor. What are you to me, Bennett?"

The woman he loved was going to fight on the front line. Bennett felt very complicated. He attached the last piece of armor to Sera's waist and said perfunctorily, "Whatever you say is what it is."

Sera closed the hidden buttons of her skirt armor, held up Bennett's head, and said with a smile: "You have to call me sister, sister...sister."

Bennett felt strange, but as he was about to go to war, he wanted to go along with her.

"elder sister."

This sound came 15 years late. The pronunciation was clear and brief, but the emotion contained in it was different. Sera's eyes were still misty, but the armor on her hands could not wipe it away, but it became more and more misty.

Bennett stood on tiptoe and kissed away Sera's tears. He didn't know why Sera was crying, but he didn't need to know the origin of the tears to wipe them away.

Sera held Bennett in her arms and kissed him from his forehead to his lips.

"Come on, Bennett, you should get ready too."

"See you later, Sierra."

He also had to prepare the mage's equipment. The soldiers outside had already lined up. Sera also put on her helmet. The cold mask covered her face, but the moment her eyes turned back, Bennett still saw his own reflection in it.

Bennett returned to his tent, put on the rings one by one on his hands, attached the dragon skin book to his waist, put on a wide hooded cloak, and hid the blue light in his eyes.

Outside, the lord was giving a speech on the podium. He was mobilizing for war. The soldiers underground were also excited, each of them like a mad beast. After a dinner and a speech, their decadence turned into passion.

Stupid.

A faint blue light flowed in Bennett's eyes.

"Let's go to Kenny's tent."

Sera patted Bennett's shoulder and took the lead. Bennett looked at the red hair showing through Sera's helmet, and the blue light shone through again.