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

After the meal came, Beth asked the old man to buy a map, and the old man went to sort out the map Beth bought.

The remaining two sat in the empty hotel restaurant.

Beth ate quickly and she had almost recovered, but she probably had a psychological trauma from Bennett's teleportation.

Bennett took advantage of the meal time to scan the entire city and found that it was just as the old man said, there were very few young people in the city.

The City Lord's Mansion was also empty. Obviously, the nobles here had fled before the people here evacuated.

There are not many lords with a sense of responsibility, unlike Razlan. When the lord's manor was evacuated, he took all the people with him. I just don't know how many people are willing to go back with him when he returns to Razlan.

It is not cost-effective for the lord to flee with his subjects. After the subjects have lived in other territories for a period of time, they may easily lose the desire to go back, but the lord will be responsible for their food, camping, and various other issues during the journey.

It is not difficult to give up helping the subjects and find new subjects after escaping. As long as there is money, the Rose Subject can have as many subjects as the Red Pavilion wants.

No one would complain that their subjects were few in number, especially since most of the migrating civilians were in good physical condition and were basically qualified laborers as soon as they arrived.

After dinner, the old man brought the map over. Beth took the map and began to sort it out, connecting the broken intersections and marking the overlapping terrain.

Bennett scanned the maps directly and quickly organized them with the help of the magic core. He and his boss asked for a piece of fine sheepskin, printed the maps directly on it, and handed it to Beth.

Beth looked at the map in shock, constantly comparing it with the fragments of the map in her hand.

"Sure, little wizard, there's something."

"It's okay, just a little trick, not worth mentioning."

Bennett is not very good from 0 to 1, but from 1 to 99, Bennett is great.

Beth put the map away, left the gold coins on the table, did not ask the boss for change, and left with Bennett.

After leaving the hotel, there were no more open shops on the street. A gust of wind blew, and the city’s central business district looked like an abandoned ghost town.

It is still unknown whether the orcs will attack this city, but now that the lords have fled, the people have lost their backbone, so it is reasonable for them to run away.

Bennett pulled up his hood, glanced at Beth who was unfolding the map, and said:

"Do you have any direction?"

Beth looked back and forth at the mountains in the distance, checked the map, and pointed in a direction:

"Over there, fly in a straight line. I'll tell you when you need to adjust direction."

"Row."

The archmage's magic library contains a lot of knowledge about gravity, which makes Bennett's control of flying more mature and his speed much faster.

Beth no longer felt uncomfortable behind Bennett and looked at the scenery below with a happy mood.

The speed of the helicopter is not fast, but this speed will not cause harm to the human body.

In 20 minutes, one hundred kilometers were completed.

After Beth came down, she put away the map, nodded to Benny, and said jokingly:

"I am very satisfied with this service. Don't do those fancy things in the future."

Bennett curled his lips and said nothing more.

The two came to the city gate. The one guarding the gate was still a God-given old man. It looked no different from St. Petersburg.

There was just a notice posted on the side of the city wall with the price of indulgences listed. The prices were divided into different levels, clearly marking the price of crime, with the civilian price being the price for minor offenses that disturbed public order.

Knight price, you can kill a few civilians.

Merchant price, can commit murder crimes against city managers.

Noble price, rush directly into the lord's mansion, and you will be the freest person in the world.

The opening hours and specific opening dates for each year are written below.

We also focus on sustainable development and not expanding the business to the extreme.

"What a good way to teach you. This is a really high-end way to make money. You can understand the needs of your customers very well."

Bennett looked at the astronomical price of the aristocracy and really admired these church managers. It was really a group of parasites that they could turn the aristocratic manor into a brothel.

Beth didn't react. She just glared at Bennett and then sat down silently on a stone by the roadside.

Bennett walked to the city gate and turned back to ask:

"Aren't you going in?"

There was some anger in Beth's eyes, but her expression was mostly indifferent.

"Now is not the time for me to take action, just do what you need to do."

"Haha, I am offended."

Bennett ignored Beth and walked straight into the city. It was no different from St. Petersburg, people were also wearing white robes and walking on the streets with numb faces.

Bennett wasn't interested in these people; he was interested in the stake.

Sure enough, the stake was no longer a stake. This time there was a knight tied to it, but this knight was a little miserable. He was not burned at the stake, but was skinned. Relying on the tenacious vitality of the Holy Blade Knight and his own beliefs, he survived.

The sound coming out of his mouth was very soft. If Bennett wasn't a wizard, no one would have known he was talking.

"Resist indulgences and defeat the devil in holy clothes."

His belief was very strong and he had reached the critical point of breaking through the God-given power, but he did not break through. There must be something in his heart that was hindering him and making his thoughts unclear.

Instead of rescuing him, Bennett began to monitor his soul and asked:

"Who are you, and why would you go to such lengths to rebel against indulgences?"

The knight still said those two words, but the natural reaction in his head told everything.

A knight who was humiliated by a nobleman, after learning about the indulgences in St. Petersburg, took out all his savings to buy one, intending to vent his anger on the nobleman.

He simply stepped forward and slapped the lord twice, and then the lord was dragged away by others.

The lord's mansion became hell. Under the influence of the atmosphere and the disaster runes, he also became a devil in hell.

With the might of the Holy Blade Knight, he is almost invincible.

In the frenzy of killing, he finally survived.

When he left St. Petersburg, he gained nothing but pain and numbness.

Finally he wandered here and saw the announcement of indulgences, and a glimmer of faith was ignited.

But after all, he had committed a crime, he could not forgive himself, his thoughts were not clear, and he had no way to break through the God's gift.

The knight's eyes turned to Bennett and saw those grey eyes.

He didn't say those two more sentences. His energy had reached its limit, and the moment Bennett forced him to recall his past, his faith still collapsed.

The head was lowered, and this time it was drooped.

The knight's feet were covered in blood, and some of his muscles had been dried up. He should have died long ago, he was just holding on for a breath.

Bennett came to the center of the city square, where a stone cross stood alone.

No one came to pray, even though the place was filled with its nominal believers.

Bennett took out a gem and made a mark at the bottom of it.

Outside the city, Beth was tearing the notice into pieces.

"Why not go in and take a look."

"dont see."