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

After walking for a month, everyone finally saw the withered dragon skull again. The soldiers cheered, but the knights looked sad. The east gate had been opened and the people were cheering.

The crowd marched in through the city gate, the triumphal bells rang, and the petals were lifted up by the women, falling on the shoulders of the soldiers and on the armor of the knights.

The soldiers waved to the people excitedly, and the knights marched forward in unison. No one could see that they were in tears under their visors. Most of the women scattering flowers were rescued mothers and pregnant women. This war was unfair to them. Their husbands and parents were all dead, but the army did not avenge them.

Justice delayed is meaningless, but now they don’t even get justice delayed.

Bennett and Sera saw Kent and his mother. Next to them was Aimee with tears streaming down her face. Behind them was Cathy carrying her child. The army was still advancing. They could not leave the team without permission and could only watch their families silently.

It was finally over. Sierra and Bennett returned to their warm home. Cathy poured tea for them while carrying her child on her back. The concern of parents was heartwarming. Tonight, the two of them had a final party in the room. Tomorrow Bennett would return to the manor, and Sierra would return to life in the barracks.

The two got up very early in the morning, and when they were about to separate, Bennett called Sera.

"Sera, will you forget me?"

"No, ever."

"I won't forget you either, Sera."

Sera seemed to realize something, and the breeze ruffled her hair and blocked her eyes.

"This hair is always an eyesore."

But she didn't push her hair apart, leaving it messy.

There are some things I want to say but I just can't open my mouth. During this time together, both of them truly love each other, but what kind of love can tolerate the existence of a third party?

Sierra knew what Bennett was going to say, something she wanted to say but didn't dare.

"Bennett, if I go find someone else to live with, will you still accept me decades later?"

The deeper the love, the more hurtful the words you say to others.

Bennett was silent, because he knew she wouldn't.

Those who are favored have nothing to fear.

Tears soaked the red hair, and the back figure turned away and looked desolate.

"Go ahead, Bennett. She only has a few decades left. I can wait."

The words of farewell are trembling, and the escaping figure is not at all cool.

Is the raised hand tidying up the hair? Bennett doesn't know, and he doesn't dare to know.

On a tall building in the distance, Sera looked at Bennett standing there for a long time. She certainly would not look for someone new. It didn't matter why she approached Bennett in the first place. This was a new relationship, and neither he nor she could accept the presence of another person in this relationship.

Both of them were able to wait, and I don’t know whether I should be sad or thankful.

It was already noon when we returned to the manor. It was a familiar room with a sign named Aimee hanging on the door next to it, but no one had lived in this house for several years.

Pushing open the door, Bennett saw Aimee lying on the bed reading a book.

"I am back."

"Welcome, dear."

Aimee's smile was as warm as ever, and the green eyes were rippling. She was not wearing training clothes, but a long white skirt. Her bare calves no longer had the muscular lines they had a month ago, and her cheeks were not as thin as before.

He walked up to the girl, kissed her, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Aimee sat up and hugged Bennett directly: "Your eyes, Bennett, what happened?"

"Nothing, Aimee."

Bennett straightened Aimee and looked at her face carefully. It was much whiter and tenderer than before, and her cheeks had become more fleshy.

"Aimee, you're not training anymore?"

Aimee wrapped her arms around Bennett's waist and whispered in his ear, "No more practice. I want to spend more time with you in the future."

After saying that, he kissed her.

The maid brought the lunch, but when she heard the noise inside, she took it back.

“Don’t let your lunch get cold.”

He put down the plate and hurried over to eavesdrop.

After the exercise, the maid brought in lunch. The view on the bed was still difficult for her to look at, but she was no longer the shy steam girl. She had evolved.

Finally, she ran out of the room in a panic, covering her mouth. The smell was a bit strange, her legs were a bit weak, and she was a bit excited.

Who was Aimee to allow a little maid to be so arrogant in front of her? Bennett forced the little maid to drink a bowl of heather-flavored yogurt. Even though it was already too watery, Bennett was speechless because the little maid did not resist.

Aimee, sitting at the desk, was eating fried sausages with a contented look on her face, while Bennett was looking at the ceiling blankly. It was such a familiar scene, everything seemed to be the same as before.

But it's still different. Aimee no longer has those angular abdominal muscles, only the smooth mermaid line left.

Bennett had no opinion on Aimee's choice. He knew that she had no hope of divine blessing, and that she could live happily every day, which was the most important thing and the most meaningful to Bennett.

"Let's go out for a walk later."

Aimee looked at Bennett a little strangely. There was everything in the manor, why go out for a walk? But since my dear had spoken, I naturally had to go with him.

"Okay."

After lunch, the two took a nap, and Aimee took Bennett's arm and walked out of the manor together.

The war is over, but the scars it left are still there.

Last night, Bennett asked Cathy at home about the arrangements for the women, and the result was not good.

Kenny didn't care about his people at all. After bringing the women back, he didn't take care of them anymore. The strong woman who organized the women to learn how to make clothes couldn't open up a market in the territory, and she didn't know any merchants in the territory. The women had never had enough to eat since they followed her. Later, they knelt outside the military camp. Under pressure, Kenny gave them dried meat, rations, and tents, but those rations were leftovers from the expedition, and there was not much left.

We can’t wait for help from the nobles anymore, we have to find a way out for them.

"Bang bang."

"Hello, do you need any sewing?"

The woman who opened the door bowed without even looking at the person.

"It's me. I came to see you."

Bennett pulled up his hood, followed by Aimee in a huge sunhat.

"Ah, Master Mage, please come in."

The woman was very excited to see Bennett and pulled him into the room. When the women in the room saw Bennett, they happily brought over a small table and a chair.

"Go get the tea quickly."

“We’re out of tea.”

The woman next to her looked embarrassed, and the strong woman also looked troubled.

"Don't bother, I'm here this time..."

"Go and give the Master a bowl of milk."

"No, no, no, don't do that. I'm here for something. I'm here to inspect your work."

The women lowered their heads after hearing what Bennett said.

Bennett knew their difficulties, so he took the initiative to speak: "How many skilled female workers do you have?"

The leading woman was even more upset.

"Those who are here are all skilled female workers, and many of them have gone to the tavern to earn money. We are all supported by the money they earn in the tavern rooms."

She burst into tears before she finished her words, and a group of women followed suit. They all said that as people who had experienced hardships, the hellish experiences made them sympathize with each other and help each other.

“How many of you still don’t have a stable life?”

"More than 15,000 people."

A breathtaking number.