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

The sun had set, and one after another exquisite carriages entered the territory from the east gate. Looking at the ferocious dragon skull, the nobles were some silent, some sneered, and some were terrified. The one who invited them was a count with military merit who had the ability to hunt dragons. It was obvious that tonight's banquet was not a simple celebration.

The nobles were led into the ballroom by servants. The long tables on both sides of the hall were filled with snacks and wine. A band was playing dance music on the stage in the front. They had been here once last year and at that time they sang and danced with their female companions. Now they were in groups of three or five with solemn expressions.

Bennett and Aimee stayed in a corner to eat snacks. Aimee was wearing a gorgeous tiered skirt and a gold-thread shawl with a giant wolf pattern on her shoulders. Bennett was wearing a long windbreaker, brown breeches, and deerskin boots. According to the ceremony, the lord would hand him the badge with the giant wolf pattern in a while.

The two of them were dressed gorgeously and should have been the protagonists of the scene, but the reality was that they had no sense of presence in the corner and they were not the focus of this banquet.

Aimee's face suddenly turned gloomy. Bennett followed Aimee's gaze and saw an old man wearing a wig and covered in fat. His gorgeous evening dress was tightly wrapped around his belly. His steps were unsteady and he was hugging the woman next to him.

"He is the man my sister married, but the woman next to him is not my sister."

Their current identities do not give them the power to question the earl, so they can only look at the lord's attitude.

The evil energy around was surging in one direction. A sturdy middle-aged man with a lion pattern on his clothes walked into the hall.

The nobles in the hall seemed to have found a backbone and gathered around the man, their faces full of joy. The lion is the symbol of the king, and the one who appeared here is a knight of the kingdom, a knight bestowed by God.

The Lord and Lady have arrived.

"Lord Stark, long time no see."

"Knight Allen, I'm honored that you still remember me."

"Most of the people present remember your achievements, Rod Stark. You were so young then, but now you are a wise and powerful lord."

"Yes, time is merciless. You, on the other hand, are getting younger and younger. Besides, I am not only a lord, I am also the father of three children."

Knight Allen patted the lord's shoulder and went to the side to drink. The lord walked to the fat earl. The fat earl secretly glanced at Knight Allen, hugged the female companion beside him, and said coldly: "What's the matter, Earl Stark?"

"Dashi isn't here?"

"She's not feeling well."

The lord gave him a cold look and walked straight to Bennett and Aimee.

"Congratulations."

"Thank you, father (Lord)."

The lord and his lady nodded and went to greet the other nobles one by one.

The nobles on the side whispered:

"Why hasn't the party started yet?"

"Maybe he's still waiting for someone."

"I heard that the wizard is back."

"Isn't he missing?"

"The one getting engaged today is the mage's little apprentice."

"I saw him, the one with glowing eyes, such a young wizard."

"That's impossible. It's probably just some trick played by other wizards. Can a ten-year-old wizard understand such strange knowledge? He's just playing tricks."

"If the wizard didn't come back, what happened to the dragon's head?"

"That skull is probably fake, too. How can it be as shiny as bones?"

……

"What is your teacher doing? He is missing from the party."

"I guess he's reading again. I don't know what he thinks."

The people in the hall were obviously getting impatient, and it was getting noisier and noisier. At this moment, a man in a black wizard robe appeared at the door of the hall, and the lord's greetings made the hall quiet down instantly.

"Master Mervin, you are late."

The lively scene just now seemed to have never happened. People stared at the man at the door. Mervyn walked up to the lord and replied, "Good things are worth waiting for."

The lord looked at the fat earl. The flesh on the fat earl's face trembled instantly, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead visibly. He hurriedly looked at Knight Allen next to him, as if he had found his backbone again. He wiped the sweat off his face and glared back at the lord.

Mervyn not only saw this scene, he also saw the female companion beside the fat earl. The blue light in the wizard's eyes suddenly surged. Bennett now felt uncomfortable all over. The surrounding demonic energy no longer flowed towards Knight Allen, but boiled like boiling water.

Magic power cannot directly act on any object, so ordinary people at the scene could not feel the wizard's anger, but those with extraordinary powers could definitely feel it. Several nobles fell to the ground with foam at the mouth in an instant.

Bennett seemed to have returned to that night again, the charred earth, the cold moonlight, the fallen dragon's head and the cold light in the wizard's eyes.

"vomit."

"Bennett, what's wrong with you?"

Aimee hurriedly patted Bennett's back. The turbulent magic power hit Bennett's soul like a wave, which made him dizzy. Fortunately, the tumbling magic power gradually calmed down.

"I'm fine, Aimee."

Aimee is still an ordinary person now, she cannot feel the riot of magic, but the wizard's cold face and the figures crawling around him have already explained everything. Aimee helped Bennett tidy up his clothes and looked at the scene with a worried look on her face.

The lord's face was also a little pale, but he looked calm. Knight Alan's face did not change much, but he was definitely aware of the wizard's anger. The king did not ask him to come here to eat, drink and have fun. He walked slowly towards Mervyn, intending to say something, but unfortunately Mervyn ignored him and passed by him directly.

The fat earl looked at Knight Allen again. Although he didn't know what had just happened, the arrival of Knight Allen explained a lot. The king's attitude had long been clear, and now he was fearless.

Mervyn finally came to the Fat Earl.

"Which earl are you?"

"Roger Edward of the Golden Collar, descendant of the Lion."

Rogge's expression was cold and his tone was neither humble nor arrogant. It would have been even more perfect if his legs hadn't been shaking.

"How's Dashi doing lately?"

"She's sick."

Mervyn looked at his female companion. It was tacitly accepted that nobles kept lovers. Even the lord had affairs with several servants. But today was different for Roger. His wife was the daughter of the owner of this place, but he was here kissing and cuddling with his lover. He also had a dark history of killing his wife, more than once.

"Who is this?"

"This is the daughter of a merchant from my territory."

Some people around were already laughing. Roger's inexplicable bravery in playing with a mistress in front of his father-in-law who was younger than him gave many idiots new courage.

"It seems you like her very much."

Roger hugged the beauty beside him tightly, intending to show off the treasure the woman gave him. The woman also smiled at Mervyn.

"Her family gave it to me..."

"Oh!"

Power is a good thing, and the power of the nobility is an even better thing, but it can easily captivate the eyes, just like the brains stuck on Rogge's face. His eyes must be dark. The headless body of the woman fell limply on Rogge and then slid off his body.

The woman's head exploded.

Red, white, red and white, blood plasma, brain matter, bone fragments with flesh hanging on them, and the surrounding nobles were covered with a mixture of these things.

The corpse fell to the ground and was still spurting blood, but time around the corpse seemed to have stopped.

"I still want to know where Dashi went."