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

The engagement dinner will start tomorrow, but Bennett's parents still haven't come back, and bad news has come from afar. The Grand Duke of the North, the lord's father, is bedridden.

The location of the Razlan territory is on the northern outskirts of the kingdom. The size of the territory depends on the occupation of the lord. Back then, he had the protection of the old king and the duke, so the young and energetic lord acted very arrogantly. He directly occupied this fertile northern plain. The east gate of the city is located at the junction of two mountain ranges, and to the west is an endless plain. The city is built on the mountain, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Many nobles had set their sights on this place, and it was the support of the king and the duke that allowed Rod Stark to take over this land, become the lord of Razlan, and establish his territory. Of course, this was also related to Rod's heroic fighting in the last orc war. Among the second-generation nobles who only ate, drank, played, and waited for credit, he was definitely an outlier.

Now the old king has passed away, the duke is bedridden, the second generation of nobles have become lords, and Master Mervin has been away for a long time. The situation in the territory is already very bad. Master Mervin can only be an ultimate deterrent, like an atomic bomb, which cannot be used casually.

Of course, the situation in the territory did not affect Bennett and Aimee's mood, especially since Aimee's weapons were made this afternoon.

The blade is 1.6 meters long, much longer than a regular katana. In fact, it is already a Miao Dao. Bennett finally secretly added material to the drawing, lengthening the handle to 40cm and the blade to 1.2 meters. This design is more suitable for two-handed grasping, and one-handed grasping is not a problem for knights. The whole sword is a head taller than Aimee.

Looking at Aimee carrying a knife taller than herself, Bennett laughed unkindly. Aimee didn't bother to be polite with him and smashed the knife at Bennett with both hands. Fortunately, there was a sheath, otherwise the protagonist would have been dead.

Although she was angry, Aimee definitely loved this knife. She walked around with the knife on her back, with the handle on her head like an antenna, which was extremely funny.

"Let's go, take the knife with us, and go to the teacher to carve runes on the weapon. Let him see the little apprentice's wife, and you can also think of a name for the knife."

Aimee didn't answer Bennett. She was still angry. How could she talk to this bad guy? She nodded and motioned Bennett to lead the way.

Bennett looked at Aimee's arrogant face and felt amused. He didn't know who had given it to him for free. Regardless of Aimee's angry look, he took her hand and walked towards the Mage Tower.

Aimee was jumping all the way, with the antenna on her head shaking. Bennett forced himself to hold back his smile and took her to the wizard tower. He pushed open the door of the wizard's room. Mervyn was still reading a book in the sun. Seeing Bennett holding Aimee, who was not shy at all, he smiled with relief.

"Hello teacher"

"Hello, Master Mervyn."

"Hey, young couple, what are you doing in my mage tower? If you want to show off your affection, then get out of here right away. Don't act weird in front of an old man like me."

"Teacher, you don't look old at all. Find me a wife someday, so you don't have to stay in this little room every day."

"Hahaha, I don't have that intention. Infinite knowledge is my true love."

Bennett took the long knife off Aimee's back and placed it on Mervyn's desk.

"Teacher, this is a weapon for Ai Mei. There is a lot of gold essence in it. I am afraid that it will waste materials if I carve the characters myself, so I would like to ask for your help."

Mervyn picked up the long sword and pulled it out gently. The dazzling blade flashed a faint cold light. The blade spine was thick and the tip of the blade tended to be straight. He swung it straight and felt the balance of the blade. The mage sighed:

"It's well designed. Whether it's slashing or stabbing, it's very comfortable to use. It's a good sword that will be passed down through the ages. You two wait for a moment."

The magic power in the room began to beat actively, the blue light of the spell bloomed on the blade, runes were engraved on the slender blade, the blade turned slightly red, and the sharp blade became more dazzling.

The spell stopped, the magic in the air calmed down again, and Mervyn handed the slightly hot long knife to Aimee.

"Now you can use this knife to chop down dragons."

The newly carved runes not only did not affect the beauty of the knife, but also gave it a sense of simplicity and heaviness. Aimee put away the knife and bowed to Mervyn.

"Thank you, Master Mervyn."

"You're welcome. I held you in my arms when you were born. You were still very small then. Now you're this big and you're engaged. If Bennett bullies you in the future, just tell me and I'll teach him a lesson for you."

I don't know what she was thinking about, but Aimee nodded with red eyes, put the knife into the scabbard, and stood beside Bennett holding the long knife. Bennett hugged Aimee gently.

"Okay, you two monkeys, go away now. Stop getting in my way. I still need to learn new things."

After saying goodbye to the wizard, the two left the wizard's room. Bennett held Aimee's hand. This time, Aimee didn't jump around. She was silently led away by Bennett with a knife on her back. Bennett didn't know Aimee's current mood, nor did he know how to comfort her. He could only gently hold Aimee's hand and lead her forward.

The town was still very lively under the sunset. The bard was singing the epic of an unknown hero in the tavern. The drunken female mercenary knight leaned on another young knight and vomited all over him. The women on the street were bargaining. The men and women in the square were still in love. The farmers in the distance were pulling carriages into the city. Everything was red under the setting sun.

Aimee looked at the people in front of her with empty eyes.

"If I was born in an ordinary family, would I be happy?"

"Then I, the chief disciple of the Razlan Territory mage, will forcibly take you away and make you my concubine."

Aimee finally smiled, her emerald green eyes turned into a clear lake, shining with golden light under the setting sun. Her smile had never been so gentle. She had always been like a crazy girl.

Bennett was stunned. This smile gently floated into Bennett's heart, like a breeze blowing by. He suddenly felt a little flustered, and the hand holding Aimee began to sweat. He stammered and wanted to say something but his mind was blank. He lowered his head slightly. He no longer dared to look into the girl's eyes.

Aimee smiled even more happily. In relationships, girls are often better at understanding each other's minds than boys, and are more generous and clear in expressing their emotions. This time it was her turn to hold Bennett's hand tightly.

"No way, I will definitely find you first before you become a mage's apprentice, beat you up, and then make you cry and beg me to marry you."

Without waiting for Bennett to reply, Aimee pulled him and started running. The training during this period had greatly increased Aimee's strength. Bennett had no room to resist and staggered after her.

Ai Mei stopped by a flower shop. The owner was moving the flowers back into the house. There were pots of roses blooming like fire outside.

"The flower language of the rose is waiting for hope and happiness. I have thought of a name for the knife, so let's call it Rose."

She picked a rose and handed it to Bennett. The refreshing fragrance spread out. Bennett breathed slightly. The fragrance of the flower slowly soothed Bennett's beating heart. He took the blooming rose and looked at the rippling water in Aimee's eyes.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Aimee."

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the boy and girl, and they walked hand in hand into the distance.

That night, the boy really dreamed that a civilian girl beat him up, asked him why he showed up just now, and forced him to propose to the girl. The lake water in the girl's eyes was still shining in the sunset.

I wonder if the girl is having the same dream.