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

The God-given knights, the lord once again remembered the Orc War. They pierced through the army of hundreds of thousands of orcs like a sharp sword, and completed the battlefield split raid with their own strength, killed the leader of the tribe, and broke the opponent's flag.

The lord sheathed his sword. It was hopeless. Even if everyone came together, they couldn't stop him.

The knights behind him hesitated slightly and let Sera and Bennett step aside. Only three knights stood behind Sera, who were trained by Sera.

Sera and Bennett could never have imagined that this would be the ending that awaited them. Surprised, panicked, and unwavering, Sera's eyes gradually became sharp. She put Bennett down and pulled out the rose. Aimee's words and Bennett's aqua blue light supported her to hold the knife across her face, even at the cost of death.

Bennett crushed the pendant in his arms. The most important thing now was to delay time. He didn't know how strong the God-Given Knight was, but he felt Sera could withstand it. He believed in the red hair that burned like flames.

Albert's attention was also drawn here. The woman not far away had the same red hair as him. Every God-given knight had an unshakable belief and the courage to face death. He could see the woman's talent at a glance.

"The boy behind you will not die. He will live well in Rose Territory. You don't need to risk your life for him."

Sera took off her helmet. Facing such a powerful enemy, the helmet could not protect her. She needed a better view. Her brown eyes were full of determination. “What awaits him will be imprisonment, enslavement or destruction, right?”

Albert did not deny it, smoothed the hair by his ears, and smiled: “You won’t move away, right.”

"Correct."

What was Aimee's mood when she came with a knife in hand? Sera had thought about this question more than once in the past. She didn't need to think about it anymore. She also felt this mood, with the knife in front of her, the same posture, the same use of the weak against the strong. This was the only move she and her teacher could think of. The choices of the master and disciple were exactly the same without any surprise.

But Aimee was facing Sera, and Sera was facing death.

Bennett once again felt the boiling energy in Sera's body. She was fighting desperately, but Albert on the opposite side did not wait for Sera to exhaust her strength. The huge amount of energy erupted like a volcano. Bennett knew he was wrong and Sera could not stop her.

"Run away, Sera, run away, you..."

Unfortunately, it was too late. Sera's breastplate was dented, and her red hair and blood flew past him. The long knife was snatched by Albert and thrown out, stabbing into Sera's chest and nailing her to the wall. She did not have the same ending as Aimee. She didn't even have the chance to say goodbye.

It was over, without even a moment's notice.

The gap between her and Albert is much greater than the gap between her and Aimee.

The worry, fear and anger in his heart were intertwined, constantly tearing at the boy's reason. Unfortunately, he didn't have time to think more. The ring on Bennett's hand was broken, and the smoke blocked the bright garden. He wanted to see Sera's situation, but he knew it was not the time. The second ring was broken.

Albert looked at the vast white fog in front of him and waved his hand gently as if he was pulling aside a door curtain. A hurricane cleared everyone's vision. The powerful feeling of oppression was even more terrifying than the dragon that night.

Bennett's figure was already a hundred meters away from him.

"Don't struggle, Bennett. Just listen and no one will hurt you."

Bennett took out the dragon skin book. His mind was surprisingly calm now, but his thoughts were very crazy. His eyes had turned gray. The anger burned his soul to ashes, which then evaporated from his pupils. His hoarse voice sounded like a demon from hell: "I don't want to live. I just want you to die."

"You are too young to make such childish remarks, Bennett. If Mervyn was here, I would have turned around and left. It's a pity that he didn't come to Helen's side. Child, put aside everything about Razlan, and you will live a happy life, Bennett."

Albert's words did not stir up any emotion in Bennett. He now only hated himself for not bringing the spell hydrogen bomb with him and hated himself for not completing the promotion to the Scourge Mage earlier. Being weak is the original sin in this world.

Albert did not wait for Bennett's reply, but it didn't matter. If he caught him, there would be plenty of opportunities to deal with the disobedient child. He was just a lamb to be slaughtered.

With a light kick, he came to Bennett's side. His outstretched hand was blocked by a transparent teardrop-shaped crystal. He did not hesitate and punched forward, and Rupert's Tear was shattered head-on.

But this time Bennett would not show mercy. The two rings in his hands broke again, and the flames rolled up mushroom-shaped smoke and dust that rose into the sky. Albert just took a few steps back, leaving a few deep pits on the ground.

Albert was not angry at all. He glanced at his burned arm, then looked at Bennett in the opposite direction. The more he looked, the more satisfied he became. He smiled and said, "Very good, very good. I like you more and more. I will train you well when I go back."

The most powerful explosives had no effect at all, but Bennett did not despair. In the explosion just now, Albert retreated and the flames burned his arms. He was not invincible.

Having learned from his mistakes, Albert did not rush directly towards Bennett this time. Instead, he stomped on the ground with great force, causing stones to fly up. He punched on the spot, causing stones to fly in all directions. The sound of explosion was heard again, and it turned out that Bennett was just an illusion.

All five rings on the right hand have been scrapped.

Albert narrowed his eyes, moved his ears slightly, and kicked up stones from the ground again.

The sound of stones hitting flesh was heard, and Bennett's true form appeared in front of everyone.

Oh no! Albert's figure disappeared again, and the ring on Bennett's left hand was broken again. A stone wall blocked Bennett's way, and a deep pit was also created for him to lie down. Albert still relaxed his vigilance and punched again to break the stone wall in front of him.

Flames shot up into the sky from right below him, and the second ring on his left hand shattered. This time, it brought up not only smoke and dust, but also red-haired Albert. He did not have the invincible weight of the yak leader. No matter how strong he was, he was still a human being.

He was in the air, the time had come, Bennett stood up quickly, the third ring broke, and he just caught Albert who was about to fall to the ground, knocking him away again. Bennett quickly flipped through the spell book in his hand.

The fourth ring broke and Albert was knocked into the air. Bennett took the gem off the last ring and pressed it on the spell book. The gem did not burn, but emitted a white light and flew towards Albert in the air.

This time there was no explosion, just scorching heat.

Thermite bombs, with a high temperature of 3000c, can burn through steel and melt stones, while magma is only 1400c.

A charred and dried corpse fell to the ground and broke into pieces with a clang.

No one thought Bennett would win, and no one thought about helping a divine knight, just as no one would help a tiger kill a puppy.

Bennett came to Sera under everyone's gaze. Sera had not stopped breathing yet. She kept coughing up blood and her breathing was wheezing like an old bellows. The pain made her speechless, and her broken spine couldn't even support her to look up at Bennett.

Bennett tried desperately to pull out the rose, but he couldn't.

"Someone help me."

No one dared to pay attention to him, because behind him stood another God-given knight, Allen from the royal capital.