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

"Come in when you're here."

"good morning teacher."

Mervyn looked at Bennett's hesitation, chuckled, and joked, "If you have anything to ask, just ask. What's with that constipated expression?"

"What's going on between me and Aimee?"

"What's going on? What do you want to say?"

"You didn't ask for my opinion?"

"Do you need any advice?"

"What about Aimee's opinion?"

"Aimee's opinion is even less important."

Bennett's face was already livid. Mervyn sighed and said, "That girl is pretty. She is the lord's daughter. Don't you like her? Don't you think she likes you? Is she that stupid?"

"Shouldn't we ask both sides for their opinions on this matter? Even if I agree, what about the girl? Now I live next door to her. If Aimee knew that I was just a tool for marriage, wouldn't she be sad?"

Mervyn seemed to have encountered something interesting. He walked around Bennett and looked at him carefully. When he saw Bennett's almost distorted face, he laughed:

"You've read too many stories and want to have a free love relationship, right? Or do you think Aimee Stark is a fool? I think you are the real fool, kid. There are no fools in noble families. Aimee has played you around."

"I'm telling you, within minutes of you leaving the Mage Tower for the first time, the Lord sent a letter to confirm your marriage. Miss Stark already knew who her future husband was at the time, and you were still worried about her. Remember this lesson. Even if a noble is a child, if you underestimate them, they will be eaten to the bone."

Bennett's eyes were dull, thinking of how Aimee slept in the study while listening to stories that day. Mervyn's words made Bennett feel a strong sense of separation in his heart. Bennett wanted to refute something, but his intuition and reason told him that the wizard would cheat him but would never lie to him.

Mervyn saw his apprentice's stupid look and sighed again: "If you don't hate that girl, I really hope you can accept her. Most noble girls are very pitiful. You are not a bad person, and you are definitely a good match for her. If you reject her, her fate will probably be very tragic."

"At least she has a choice, right?"

Mervyn smiled and said sarcastically:

"Your father is a merchant in the territory, traveling between the territories all year round. On the way to the capital, he must pass through the territory of an earl. His wife is Aimee's sister, Dashi. The earl is in his 50s and has had several wives, but all of them died unknown. Aimee's sister married him last year. She was 13 years old that year. Do you think she had a choice?"

"The lord's father is the Grand Duke of the North. Dashi's life will definitely not be difficult, but the Duke is old, and the old king who gave the lord the development order has passed away. To be honest, the situation of the territory is precarious. If I hadn't come back, if it weren't for you, the lord would not hesitate if a daughter could exchange for decades of peaceful development in the territory."

Bennett felt mixed emotions. These were actually normal for aristocrats. In his previous life, Bennett died right after graduation without even finding a job. In this life, his parents spoiled him too much. He knew that the world was not a perfect place, but he had no idea what it was like. These things had a great impact on him.

"I think Aimee is going to be very beautiful when she grows up."

Mervyn breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. He didn't want the tragedy to happen again. It was undoubtedly a good thing that Bennett could accept Miss Stark.

In fact, a calamity wizard has absolute deterrent power over any territory, but Mervyn is not in the territory all year round, and the lord cannot figure out Mervyn's thoughts, which is why he cares so much about his disciple Bennett.

Mervyn looked at Bennett's gradually calming face and couldn't help but joked: "The Stark family is full of handsome men and beautiful women. When you become rich in the future, maybe you can snatch sister Aimee away. Wouldn't it be wonderful to have sisters together?"

Will he become rich in the future? The scene of Mervyn slaying the dragon appeared in Bennett's mind again.

"When can I be as strong as you?"

"Hahaha, you still have at least five hundred years to go, but your soul talent is very strong, and you are still so young. From the age of 14 to 18, the human soul will double every year. Maybe you can try to carve the Scourge spell when you are 18. An 18-year-old Scourge wizard, although the accumulation of knowledge is the foundation of a wizard's strength, a Truth Wizard and a Scourge Wizard are definitely not on the same level. Work hard, young man."

Mervyn didn't look at Bennett's reaction after he finished speaking. Instead, he directly opened the book on the table, condensed a rune in the air, and said, "The time for chatting is over. No matter what you think, weakness is a sin. Let's start the class. Rune learning is complicated and confusing. The meaning and use of each rune are different. Let's talk about the most basic ones first..."

Bennett quickly opened the book and took notes in the middle of it. His study time had begun.

The room in the tower is always dark, especially when the sun is about to set. There are only two pairs of eyes and a rune emitting faint light in the room. The wizard put away the rune, lit an oil lamp, and slowly closed the book in his hand.

"That's all for today's study. You don't need to come tomorrow. Digest what you've learned first and prepare for future classes. I'll start speeding up the course next week."

"Thank you, teacher. I will prepare for the course carefully."

After leaving the wizard tower, they still took the carriage of the lord's manor. Sitting on the soft fur blanket that covered the entire carriage, Bennett thought of the two daughters of the lord's family. If he had not appeared, would Aimee's fate be the same as her sister's?

Looking at the people outside the carriage, some are bargaining, some are shouting, the children are chasing and playing, the young lovers are dancing and kissing in the square, open, free, and full of laughter. They are wearing coarse clothes and are bustling about in the sunset, their shadows bearing witness to their expectations for life. The people in this territory are poor but happy, and the lord's manor is luxurious but depressing.

For Bennett, the life of the nobility was distorted.

After returning to the room and eating the dinner brought by the servant, Bennett went to the study and picked out a story about the king's choice of a son-in-law, and waited for Aimee in the room.

There was still half of the oil in the oil lamp, and the faint light illuminated the flashy yet depressing room. Aimee came, and as usual, she sat directly on Bennett's bed waiting for Bennett to tell a story. Bennett's voice was as calm and gentle as usual.

The oil in the lamp was almost gone, and the small flame was shaking constantly, causing the two people's shadows to tremble as well. Bennett's story ended. This time the little girl did not fall asleep. She looked at Bennett quietly. She knew Bennett had something to say.

"Aimee, do you know why the knights in the stories all married a noble wife?"

"do you hate me?"

The oil lamp went out completely. Before Bennett could speak, Aimee's sobbing voice and tears had already flowed out tremblingly.

"I attended my sister's wedding last year. She married an old, fat, vicious-looking man. His ex-wives were all tortured to death by him. I'm scared. Don't reject me. I don't want to marry an old man. Marry me. Even if you don't like me, you can find a lover. I won't say anything. I'll be very good. Please."

The faint blue light shone on the tears flowing down the girl's cheeks, and Bennett knew that he could not reject the fear in the girl's heart.

"I won't let you marry someone you can't accept. That's the end of today's story."

Instead of leaving Bennett's room as usual, Aimee went right into Bennett's bed.

"I want to sleep in your room tonight."

Bennett looked at the little figure shivering in the quilt. How could he refuse this poor child? Forget it, let it be. He covered the quilt, gently hugged the girl's huddled body, and said comfortingly:

"It's okay. Everything will be fine."

"Will you continue to tell me stories every night?"

"As long as you don't mind."

"I will live in your room from now on."

"Okay, there will always be a place for you here."

Aimee's body finally relaxed, and Bennett felt sorry for the poor child.

"Aimee, do you have any dreams?"

"I want to go to the winter forest and see the reindeer."

"There are also some bigger ones."

"I want to become a knight so I can travel around the continent."

"Go to sleep, Aimee. Everything will be alright."