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

What does it feel like when your wife is pregnant?

Bennett was now annoyed, annoyed with himself.

He rushed to the dressing table and pulled out the drawer. The medicine inside was covered in dust.

This medicine is a specialty of this world and is used by knights. After using it, men will have energy but no semen, which prevents the leakage of energy and blood. After using it, women will stop ovulating and stopping menstruation, which also prevents the leakage of energy and blood.

Both of them are too young. Bennett has lived for nearly 40 years, but how much has he grown? No, he is still that freshly graduated college student, and he may not be as mature as he was when he just graduated.

Aimee, she's not even 18 yet.

Both early and late pregnancies can be fatal, especially with the medical conditions of this era.

This is how to do.

Aimee lowered her brows and clutched her skirt tightly in her hands. She wanted to give Bennett a surprise, but now the situation was developing in a bad direction, but why?

Helen... was in a daze.

The room was eerily quiet.

After a while, Helen's mind finally came around.

"Bennett doesn't want kids?"

She didn't dare to ask more questions. This scene was simply a gunpowder storage room. If she wasn't careful, there would be a big explosion. Saying one more word would be a big problem. The relationship between the three of them was very balanced now, and it would not be good for anyone if it was broken.

Bennett finally came to his senses, pushed the drawer back, sat next to Aimee, held her hand and said, "No, it's just that she's too young. It could be dangerous."

Helen???

Aimee???

Aimee's eyes lit up, she raised her eyebrows, looked at Bennett with contempt, put her hands under his armpits, and lifted him up like a baby.

"Ah ha? Worrying about me, who are you looking down on?"

This……

Bennett looked down at Aimee, his concern growing unbearable. The person in front of him was Wu Song, the man who could tear tigers and leopards apart with his bare hands. Her bones had long been closed due to her knight training, so how could she be pregnant?

Helen was a little happy when she saw this scene, but then she couldn't be happy anymore. She had to wait for many years before she could have her own child.

With an awkward smile, Helen exited the conversation.

Hearing the door closing behind her, Aimee threw Bennett onto the bed.

"You should worry about whether you can live to see the birth of your baby, little dog."

Alas, it's another battle between knights and mages.

Helen returned to the room and covered her ears, but unfortunately the sound was too penetrating and she could only lean on the corner of the table to endure the loneliness.

Bennett: Why are the corners of this table so round?

……

This November is a warm one for Aimee, Helen and Bennett.

But there is no peace in the territory.

The woods are particularly quiet this year because all the prey in them have been hunted in advance, but this is not hunted by humans. Compared to hunting, humans prefer breeding and fishing, which are not dangerous.

It is not easy for Tracer to hunt a deep forest, and it would take several months for 10,000 Power Knights. Of course, these hunting creatures are not Power Knights, although there is no difference in essence, but they prefer to call themselves warriors.

The two old men were leading the new recruit in reconnaissance. His hair had turned gray and he should have retired long ago, but the lord still called him back because this time they were not facing humans.

Orcs, a noun from ancient times yet so close at hand, they are intelligent but have nothing to do with humans. There is reproductive isolation between the two, and the collision between them is destined to be bloody and cruel, with no room for maneuver and no survivors.

But the two intelligent races also cooperated. The furs sold by the orcs were sold well in the empire and most of them were made into leather armor. Human food was also bought by them as food reserves.

Generally, it is humans who fight orcs, because orcs are tribal and they are not united.

This year is an exception. The wizard has been back for six years, and the territory has been expanding its armaments since his return.

The white-haired old man looked at the veteran in front of him. He was indeed a veteran who had served for 6 years, but on this battlefield, they were all children, all newcomers.

"Before investigating, you must first understand that you should not take action, but run."

The veteran was obviously not convinced, because he was a transcendent knight and the strongest in all aspects of the team.

"I think it's a cowardly act."

There is a reason why it is the veterans who teach the newcomers how to investigate.

He pulled out a knife, handed it to the newcomer, and said, "Come on, practice?"

Looking at the old and frail instructor, he was very dissatisfied.

"Come on, come on!"

……

He didn't know how many times the sword had stopped in front of his vital points. Apart from his strength, he was completely defeated.

"I don't care what you think. From now on, leave your back to me. I hope you will stay calm when we are on the battlefield."

That’s what the old man said.

Isn't this as it should be? The young man didn't understand, but in the army, strength is the right to speak, and he would keep the words of the strong in mind.

There was no mission speech, the two old men led them directly into the woods.

Not far away, they met an orc.

He pushed aside the branches and looked at the brown monster, two meters and five centimeters tall, with a sturdy body, and arms thicker than his waist. Those big hands should be able to easily break his waist in two. His fangs were pointing upwards, and his face was not ferocious, but a little serious. A huge axe as tall as a person stood beside him. He was feeding water to his wind wolf. The two-meter-five monster was equipped with a wind wolf that was one meter eighty centimeters tall at the shoulder.

He was not afraid. In his impression, the larger the creature, the slower its movements.

The instructor's gesture told him to step back.

He said nothing and obeyed the order.

I felt somewhat unwilling to accept the result. My thoughts started to change and my movements became distorted.

"Crack!!!"

A twig was broken by being stepped on.

The orc's long ears moved, he picked up the huge axe, jumped onto the wolf, and flew towards the crowd.

So brave.

He admired the stupidity of the orcs. There were more than a dozen extraordinary knights here.

A group of people rushed forward, and what followed was a photocopy of his entire life.

Contrary to what one might imagine, the orcs' movements were extremely agile.

Except for the two old men, no one was a match for him. The giant axe left afterimages in his hand, and each swing was as heavy as a thousand pounds. He flew out like a kite with a broken string.

"Run, new recruits, you are veterans now, stay alive and carry out your mission."

An old man gathered them together and urged them to leave.

With a glance, I saw that the other old man had been split in half.

"Leave your back to me."

He heard this sentence again, and he understood why all the instructors were old people.

Some people are destined to die from the moment they appear, but they come anyway.

He knew his fate, and one day, he would also protect the backs of the new recruits.

He ran desperately towards the main city, but when he glanced around, he saw that another old man had died.

Instead of chasing them, the orc fed the old man's body to his mount.

……

In the military camp, a black-armored knight was sitting in the main hall. He was the second Holy Blade Black Armor of the territory, and his name was Duke.

"Captain, the first squad of the reconnaissance battalion reports in."

Duke counted the number of people and a look of relief appeared on his wrinkled face.

"Good, you're all back."

But the instructor hasn’t come back yet.

His eyes were filled with grief and anger.

Duke could see the emotions in the soldier's eyes, but he said nothing. Only blood could teach people the most profound lessons. The old men used blood to teach the newcomers. It was the tradition of the Imperial Scouts, and he was powerless to change it.