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

It's hard to imagine that two mages would roll around and fight like hooligans.

No longer having a noble status, they are ultimately mortals, even if they live for 500 years.

Bennett was weak and frail, and Mervin was tortured in the laboratory to the point of being emaciated, but the two of them were still fighting back and forth. Six years ago, Mervin was still a strong man who could run a horse.

Finally, the two of them lay in front of the door, motionless.

The light in this experiment was very bright. Bennett looked at the white gem above and knew that Mervyn had held back. It would not be difficult for Calamity to destroy his soul.

The city outside has fallen into darkness. After all, it is already this late and people still have to work hard for their lives tomorrow. His efforts are ordinary but persistent.

The two people in the laboratory were silent and lifeless. They were extraordinary people.

“After the age of 16, a person’s soul growth slows down a lot. When I broke through the natural disaster, I was already 70 years old. I returned to my youthful appearance, handsome and strong.

I went to see her with great joy, but she refused to see me, so I stayed in the room next to hers, waiting for a year, and what I waited for was her death.

Bennett listened to all this in silence. If nothing unexpected happened, this would be the ending for him and Aimee.

“That day she was lying on the bed with a head full of white hair. I didn’t love her for her appearance, but she just didn’t believe it.

The hand she stretched out was so withered that I thought she was going to touch my face, but her hand fell on my neck instead.

What I saw in her eyes was pain and hatred.

Later I sent my daughter and son away.”

Why am I staying here, because the Lord and Dashi and my child look exactly like each other."

Mervyn finished his words.

Bennett felt sad.

"Why didn't you clone your wife?"

"She wouldn't want to see me. She showed me her ugliest side, but I showed my best side at this time. She hates me. I should grow old with her."

The room fell silent again. Two men with bruised faces and noses lay on the ground, one in tears and the other numb and dazed.

"There is no happiness in longevity, Bennett. After two hundred years, people will go crazy in loneliness."

"Where is the wizard in the capital? How is he doing?"

"Him? Haha, my teacher, let her tell you about her in person."

The atmosphere fell into silence again.

"Are you sure the dragon will come?"

“It was determined six years ago.”

"is it?"

In this windowless room, neither of them knew the time outside. They had finished talking about everything they needed to talk about, and it was time to leave.

Bennett got up with difficulty. He didn't let Mervyn treat his injuries, and he hated him now.

He walked to the door and Mervyn's voice came again from behind.

"The elves have a fountain of youth. It can't really make people immortal, but it can make people look immortal."

Bennett didn't respond after hearing this. He reached out and pressed the door handle, and a book flew over his head.

"Take it, maybe you'll need it later."

Bennett picked up the book. It was about cloning and soul grafting technology. He wanted to throw the book back, but the voice in his heart told him not to.

"Brat, call me teacher one last time."

"roll!!!"

"Bang!!!"

The door was slammed shut, Mervyn smiled bitterly, shook his head, and turned to look at the clone behind him.

"Bennett, don't blame me. This world is crazy and twisted. My experiment is not over yet. Sooner or later, you will be my enemy."

Only the wizard can hear his words, and only he understands his world.

……

After leaving the Mage Tower, Bennett didn't feel relaxed at all. He only had breakfast today.

After sitting in the cold room all day, what happened in the evening once again hit his nerves, and he even had a fight with Mervyn.

Cold, hungry, and in pain, he just wanted to go back to the manor. He wanted to see Aimee and the baby in her belly.

His blue eyes were gradually swallowed by gray, his chaotic mind drove the violent magic, and his body could no longer bear it.

……

At daybreak, the servants of the manor came to open the gate of the manor.

"Go away, beggar."

She kicked the beggar, who was covered in snow and mud, and found that he was motionless. The maid's face turned pale instantly.

"It's dead!!!"

The entrance of the manor suddenly became lively. Maids gathered in groups of three or five, chattering about who should drag the body away, until one maid turned the body over with her foot.

A book fell out of the corpse's arms.

A maid picked up the book.

"Haha, a stinky beggar is still reading a book. He is also a beggar with dreams."

"Hahaha, a beggar with a dream."

"Perhaps you are here to seek the Lord's appreciation, future political official~beggar~Mr. Corpse."

"Hahaha, Mr. Political Officer~Beggar~Corpse, this is really interesting. Who can read? Come and see what amazing things are in this book."

"I, I, I, I have served the Master Mage and have been nourished by his magic. Let me do it, you country bumpkins, get out of here."

The maid, who was nourished by magic, snatched the book arrogantly and wanted to show off her literary talent. She cleared her throat vigorously, glanced around, and only opened the book after making sure that people's attention was here.

In an instant, cold sweat covered her forehead.

"What's wrong? Hurry up and recite. I hope this evil energy has made your brain crazy."

"Hahaha, you're here to act like a big shot. I thought you were so capable?"

"That's right, that's right, I thought it was something else, it turns out it's just a bitch with a pretty face, just like that bitch who drinks blood, she can seduce men."

"Don't bother with her. Let's move this beggar away."

"bring it on."

Everyone around left, and a cold wind blew, and the maid who was nourished by magic woke up.

"Don't even move!!!"

Under the astonished gaze of the other maids, she fell on the corpse and wiped the man's face with her clothes. The slightly bruised face still looked somewhat like its original state. She then touched the man's nose and felt his breath.

"You're still breathing. Go and call Miss Aimee. And go and call the lord. Quickly."

The maids were a little hesitant, because these people were not ordinary people.

"This is Master Bennett, you guys go quickly."

The maids scattered.

……

In the room, the female doctor was preparing medicine for Bennett, Aimee was running around anxiously, Helen was sitting in the chair in a daze, and the lord was looking at Helen with a twitching eye. This daughter-in-law had completely gone astray.

"Okay, feed him the potion. He will wake up in the afternoon."

The doctor handed the potion to the little maid, bowed to the lord, and left the room.

"Since everything is alright, I'll go deal with the documents."

The lord left the room after saying this, as he still had a lot of official business to attend to.

The little maid fed Bennett the potion little by little, then sat down beside the bed. The other maids also found a place to sit down.

"Okay, we don't need so many of you."

Only after the mistress spoke did the maids leave reluctantly.