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

Bennett looked at Beth's plump figure and said:

"Who else but you could wear such narrow armor?"

窄？

Beth was confused for a moment, then she slapped her forehead and immediately understood what Bennett meant.

"Okay, if you dislike me, give it to me. This surprise doesn't count."

After saying that, he pushed Bennett out of the room.

"Let me try it first. I want to see if it's narrow there."

Close the door.

Beth looked at the armor on the bed with a complicated expression on her face.

She walked forward and picked up the helmet. There was a space for a magic core on it. Bennett must have not known her fighting habits, so he did not embed the magic core.

All the runes on his body had been branded, and Beth saw traces of Alan's armor among them.

It was a rune that amplified strength and speed, and also left a few locations for embedding magic cores.

Beth recognized the runes on the breastplate. When she input magic power into it, she could feel the runes resonating with her heart.

She still has Bennett's backup plan in her heart.

She said if Bennett got in her way, she would cut him.

Same with Bennett.

So what is this?

Beth smiled bitterly and put on the breastplate. She had seen Sera's breastplate and compared it with her own, it was indeed flat.

She thought about Aimee again and looked at herself again.

She grew up after having children, that must be the case.

Comforting herself, Beth put on the rest of the parts. This was light armor, not as difficult to assemble as heavy armor.

Because it is dragon skin, some parts look more like leather clothes than armor.

This kind of armor will not affect the movements at all during combat.

At the very bottom of the armor, there is a dragon tooth sword.

Beth came to the mirror, raised the Dragon Tooth Sword, and made a sword-swinging gesture.

Golden armor and golden sword.

She spread her saint wings, and the golden feathers and scales echoed with each other, emitting bursts of dazzling light.

It’s really handsome.

Beth admired the design of the armor. Bennett has a unique aesthetic sense.

"Okay, come in."

"Gold really suits you."

Bennett spoke directly from behind Beth, who sighed and said:

"Can't you just open the door and come in?"

"Opening the door is so boring."

Along with Bennett's voice, runes lit up on the ground and chains appeared, flying around the two of them.

Beth looked at the black chains around her and murmured:

"I'm telling you, this is illegal."

Bennett looked at Beth's back. Everything in the room was blurry except Beth standing in the center.

Her wings have not been folded yet, and the feathers on them emit a holy light. The big golden braids hang down to her thighs, and the tight leather armor exudes a unique charm.

He picked up Beth's long braid from behind, played with it in his hands, leaned close to Beth's ear, unfastened the lock on her breastplate, and said:

"I've given you a surprise, so you have to give me one too, right?"

With that, the chain on the ground suddenly pounced on Beth.

……

The next morning, Bennett slowly floated out of bed, his brain still feeling a little confused.

Everything was going fine last night until Beth turned on sensory sharing.

Bennett shuddered violently, and he felt something was wrong with him.

Beth was still sleeping soundly in bed. The sunlight from outside the window shone through the curtains and hit her face, making this illiterate woman look a little quieter.

Bennett glanced at Beth, cleaned up the mess in the room, and returned to Beth's side.

He picked up a spell book and started reading the spell notes.

After a long time, Beth slowly woke up.

In the past, she would pray before getting up, but today she thought it was okay.

"Why, I remember you had to pray before you got up."

Bennett saw Beth open her eyes and threw her a glass of water.

Beth took the cup, her eyes were dazed, and she murmured:

"That thing is for children. What do I need to pray for?"

He drank the water in one gulp and threw the cup aside.

The cup did not fall to the ground, but stopped in mid-air and finally floated onto the table.

Leaning her head on Bennett, Beth was still a little unable to recover.

"You just fucked me like that?"

"What else?"

"At least be a little romantic."

The corners of Bennett's mouth twitched, and a scene flashed through his mind.

The room was filled with flowers. Bennett held Beth on the petals, and they looked at each other. Bennett recited the love poem he had prepared for a long time.

Beth: "Abba, Abba."

Bennett kissed him.

Beth: "You have a bad mouth."

The two men took off their disguises.

Beth added:

"These petals stick to my butt."

Romance died of illiteracy and Beth,

Bennett dismissed the scene from his mind, put his arms around Beth's neck and said:

"Wasn't last night romantic? Think about what happened last night: you are a saint of the church."

Beth nodded.

"Fell in love with an evil wizard who refused to repent."

Beth's eyes slowly opened wide.

"Tomorrow is the day when the church will attack the mage. You go to his mage tower, hoping to make him change his evil ways."

There was a gleam in Beth's eyes, and it felt like a bloody scene.

"A wizard appears before you, gives you a set of armor, sets a trap, and at the last moment, eats you up clean, and says you are nothing special."

"Fuck, this is not romantic at all, you are playing tricks on me."

Beth stepped forward and hugged Bennett's neck, starting sensory sharing.

"You evil wizard, you only care about your own feelings. I will punish you severely."

Bennett's scalp suddenly felt numb, and the tingling feeling instantly spread throughout his body. He knew that this was not how he wanted to feel.

But when the feeling came over him, Bennett couldn't refuse.

"Beth, can you turn off sensory sharing? I think I'm a little weird."

"Don't even think about it. I'm going to take back everything you took from me."

……

Day to noon.

Beth let out a long breath. She felt a little regretful that Bennett couldn't share his feelings with her, otherwise she could also try out Bennett's feelings.

In fact, Beth is not as unromantic as Bennett thinks, but one thing is certain, if Bennett recites a love poem, Beth will definitely laugh.

Beth had just tried it, and she had Bennett read one.

Regardless of whether Bennett read with emotion or not, there was one thing that bothered Beth: she couldn't understand.

In order to make the love poems beautiful, they used words that were not used in daily life and were pronounced like singing. Beth didn't know these words at all.

"Can Sera understand?"

"Don't underestimate Sera, she is well-read."

Beth sighed and leaned towards Bennett. Bennett's body was cold. If the words just now had not been still in her ears, she would have thought that there was a dead person next to him.

"After this awarding of honors, I have to go to see the Dragon King with the Archmage. If we meet again later, I'm afraid we will be enemies."

Bennett smiled, but did not comment immediately. He felt that Aimee's words were more credible.

Beth is amazing. Although no one likes the things about the Kingdom of God on Earth, no one can underestimate the war potential of the Kingdom of God on Earth.

Aimee is different from Beth. Perhaps Aimee cannot think of such a shocking system.

But as long as any system or rules are placed in front of Aimee, she can immediately see the development and loopholes of such system or rules.

Aimee's sensitivity to and ability to exploit conspiracies and intrigues is something she is born with. It is something that has been selected by the aristocracy from generation to generation and left in her genes.