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

The hurricane dissipated, and except for the Mage Tower, everything else in this territory had completely disappeared in the dust.

Oh, by the way, there were two creatures in the center that couldn't be killed by the Scourge spell, but they killed each other.

The lord lay in the center, the muscles of his limbs turned to minced meat, and next to him was a dead dragon with the hilt of a dragon-tooth broadsword on its head.

It died at the hands of the weapon he despised most.

Mage Mervyn came to the lord's side, and a cold white light shone on his already broken body:

"Without you, the dragon is really hard to deal with. I'm curious how you skipped the God's Gift and entered the next level."

"Ahem." The lord coughed up two mouthfuls of blood: "It's just that I see myself more clearly."

"A knight's power comes from his own body and faith. So many brilliant knights died due to the collapse of faith. You haven't even broken through the God's Gift, but you jumped directly to a higher level. That's amazing, Rhodes."

"Mervin, beliefs will eventually turn into obsessions. There is no god in the human heart. Only yourself can you go further if you face yourself."

The wizard looked coldly at the man in front of him. His blond hair was dazzlingly bright. He looked even younger now than when he first met him. It was a pity that he was about to die.

For a mage, stripped of his humanity, he has no emotions anymore, and he doesn't rely on any so-called beliefs.

"If it were that easy, there wouldn't be so many God-given suicides. But I'm a wizard, so I don't need to understand."

"Really? You really don't need to understand?"

The wizard said nothing. Seeing the lord's obviously distrustful and mocking look, he buried him directly in the ground.

At least, he was buried alive when he was young.

The annoying guy is gone, but there is a more annoying one behind him.

Hannibal walked forward and looked at the flat land. After today, no one would know that such a powerful knight was buried alive here.

"He just died like that."

The wizard glanced at the orc behind him and taunted, "If he doesn't die, you will?"

Hannibal smiled bitterly: "Heh, you should be able to save him."

"It's not my business?"

"Aren't you human?"

"Fools who care about the future of humanity will end up in trouble."

The indifferent voice made Hannibal speechless. Human society is highly centralized, but their thoughts are not highly centralized. In fact, anyone who stirs up centralized thoughts will end up badly.

The world of orcs is very simple: hunting, becoming stronger, finding female orcs, and giving birth to baby orcs. That's all there is to orcs. Hannibal understands humans, but he doesn't understand them.

Of course, he doesn't need to understand it, he just needs to know that there is discord among humans.

"The guy in the capital won't do anything, right?"

"No, if the dragon hadn't come, I wouldn't have taken action."

The wizard's eyes were fixed on Hannibal: "You have breached the contract, Hannibal."

Hannibal looked at the white gaze without any fear in his heart. He knew that the wizard didn't really care. Of course, he couldn't say it directly.

"You hate those dragons too, don't you?"

The wizard did not speak. Hannibal licked his fangs and asked without any embarrassment:

"Are you sure the guy in the capital won't take action?"

"I'm sure she won't."

"I really don't understand you humans. You don't help your own people."

"She's not human."

Hannibal was a little confused: "Then what is she?"

The wizard walked to the dragon's head, pulled out the dragon-tooth broadsword, and threw it to Hannibal.

"Only the devil knows."

"What do you mean? We orcs..."

"So many questions? Do you want to die?"

Without looking back at Hannibal, the wizard jumped off the skull, pulled the dragon's chin and said, "Just know that she won't do anything."

Hannibal watched the skinny wizard pulling the mountain-like dragon with a rumbling sound, and once again gained a new understanding of the Scourge Wizard.

The mage pulled the dragon to the side of the mage tower, activated the rune, and the dragon and the mage tower disappeared together.

The fall of Razlan could serve as propaganda capital among the tribes, and Hannibal was confident that he could raise an army of hundreds of thousands.

Holding the dragon-tooth broadsword tightly in his hand, Hannibal saluted the place where the lord was buried alive: "Child of the God of War, the meteor will eventually fall to the earth. May the dark and merciful Mother Earth rest his soul forever."

The people of Razlan in the distance also saw the red tornado that penetrated the sky and the earth. When it disappeared, they understood everything.

Most of the subjects cried out loud, the lord's kindness to the people came from the bottom of his heart.

Bennett didn't look at the scene outside. He could sense the cessation of the restless magic in the distance. The lord was gone and Mervyn had also left. He made up his mind to find a place to break through the natural disaster.

There is a snowfield with a radius of 200 kilometers ahead. The team will not pass through there. He can drive the carriage there by himself. He does not need help from others. He can do it by himself.

Sera did not react. She had no feelings for the lord in the first place. She only cared about the people she cared about.

Ai Mei looked at the clear sky and felt a sting of pain in her heart, but she was no longer in a position where she could cry whenever she wanted.

Wearing a red cloak represents power and dignity, but also responsibility and shackles.

The lord was both ruthless and caring towards her. He gave her precious gold essence and dragon blood without any complaint about wasting it. Her breakthrough to transcendence was inseparable from the lord's help.

Kenny wore a mask and had no expression. He was both dependent on and resentful of his father. Aimee and Dashi had no control over their fate. Although he was carefree, how could he be happy when his mother cried every day?

In front of him was Mrs. Anna's carriage, and he could hear his mother sobbing from inside. He walked quickly to the front of the carriage, wanting to say a few words to his mother, just like he did when they were children, a few words of comfort, even if they were of no use.

But he was stopped by Brent halfway.

"Kenny, I need to tell you something."

Kenny trusted Brent very much, and Brent had already sworn allegiance to him. Kenny looked around and when he saw that no one was paying attention, he followed the supply truck nearby.

"Kenny, the lord is gone, our chance has come."

Kenny knew what he meant and glared at Brent.

"That's my sister, Brent."

Brent grabbed Kenny's shoulders, despising his weakness in his heart, but said in a very sincere tone:

"Kenny, I know you are capable, but now is not the time for you to talk about family affection. Bennett is in poor health, Duke is an old man, Sera is seriously injured and his strength has declined, and Aimee is weak. As long as you take action, we can definitely take down the old lord's cloak. If Aimee dies, who else can inherit the earl's position? It can only be you."

Kenny was not shaken. He had always been good to his family and didn't have too many thoughts in his mind.

"Stop it, Brent. I won't do that."

His father had fought his way through the army, and he had grown up listening to his father's stories. Now that the Orc War had begun, he had the potential and the responsibility to conquer a new territory.

After patting Brent's shoulder, Kenny returned to his seat and planned to go back and talk to his mother. However, when he saw Aimee go in first, he paused and did not go in. After all, he felt a thorn in his heart.

Duke, who was far away, saw this scene and his heart was pounding.

"Lord, why did you keep Kenny in the team?"