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

The two returned to the lord's manor with the head of the wind reindeer. The rest of the reindeer had been distributed by Aimee to the poor people in the territory, most of whom were refugees.

Now people gathered in the square again for a bonfire party, and the lord also sent beer to the square, which made people even happier. However, they probably didn't know why they had to hold the party, as long as it was lively.

Aimee dug out the beast core from the Warcraft's brain and gave it to Bennett. Bennett picked up a black helmet and began to embed the beast core on the forehead guard. The magic of the wind reindeer was very strange. It could increase the speed of the same group behind it exponentially. By simply modifying its locking rune, the knight who activated the beast core could cover himself, the knight behind him, and their mounts with magic. The magic in this world was somewhat similar to building block programming.

The light of the spell emanated, intertwining with the light of the setting sun and the blue light in Bennett's eyes. His pale face and slightly tired eye shadow had a magical beauty under this light.

Aimee was somewhat envious of Bennett's skin. Unlike Bennett who studied in the room all year round, Aimee trained outdoors every day. Although both of them had white skin, Aimee's skin was slightly wheat-colored, while Bennett's was completely white, even tender and moist. Aimee felt not only thirsty but also hot. She put her armor aside and watched Bennett lick his pink lips. Why hadn't he finished yet?

The spell finally ended, and the beast core was shrunk and embedded right on top of the helmet, with a circle of runes engraved around it. Bennett was obviously very satisfied with the work, nodded, and handed the helmet to Aimee.

"Here, this is absolutely a perfect work. It will be a killer weapon on the battlefield."

Aimee took the helmet but put it aside and looked at Bennett with interest.

Bennett glanced at the sun that was about to set outside. He felt a little panicked. He rubbed his sore waist, swallowed his saliva and said, "It's not evening yet."

"It doesn't matter. It will be evening halfway through."

Without waiting for Bennett to speak, she picked up the out-of-exercise Bennett and threw him onto the bed. Aimee sat on his waist, her emerald eyes filled with wildness again.

"The servants will be bringing dinner soon. Let's talk after we eat."

"Hehe, they don't dare to come in and disturb us."

"Wait……"

"All resistance is futile, give up struggling."

……

It was dark, and the servant who brought dinner came to the door of the room. She heard strange moans from inside and stood outside the door with weak legs, not knowing what to do. She put her ear against the door, her face getting redder and redder. The experienced maid pulled the new maid away and asked her to send the dishes back to the kitchen to heat them up and bring them back in an hour.

after an hour.

Aimee was wrapped in a blanket and sitting at Bennett's table, eating dinner with a satisfied look on her face. Bennett was lying on the bed, staring at Aimee's exquisite figure in a daze. Now he was calm and his mind was full of philosophical questions.

Aimee dipped the last piece of roast meat into her mouth with the sauce, brought a plate of fried meat to the bedside, licked her lips, and said with unsatisfied interest: "Let's have dinner first, dear, eat more meat to replenish your body."

Bennett rubbed his aching waist and said with despair, "Can I eat something else? I want to eat vegetarian food these days."

"No, dear, only by eating meat can you become stronger and stronger."

……

The little maid who came to collect the dishes stood outside the door with weak legs again. Still the familiar groaning sound, but this time the man's voice was a little weak. The experienced maid pulled the little maid away and asked her to come back to collect the dishes tomorrow morning.

The first ray of sunlight in the early morning shone into the room. The little maid put her ear to the door to make sure there were no strange sounds inside. She pushed the door open. The room still exuded the smell of last night's battle. The strange smell made the little maid's face red as a ripe persimmon. Aimee woke up when the maid pushed the door. She looked at the unfamiliar little maid, then at Bennett who was still sleeping, and a bad taste instantly surged into her heart.

Aimee got up and asked the maid to wake up Bennett. The maid looked at Aimee's graceful body, which still showed traces of last night's fight. Smoke was already coming out of the maid's head. When the maid stood beside the bed, Aimee suddenly pulled back the quilt. The maid's eyes were already bloodshot. Bennett was obviously exhausted and turned to face the maid. He didn't get up, but the maid fell down.

I don't know who gave the order, but all the pretty new maids in the manor would be assigned to wake up the two of them, and many pretty maids were working around their rooms.

Aimee sighed, tucked Bennett in, gently put on her clothes, picked up last night's helmet, carried the fainted maid onto her shoulders and walked out.

He handed the little maid to the maid next to him and ordered: "Ask her to wake up Bennett in an hour."

"Okay, miss."

An hour later, Bennett was woken up. The beauty beside his pillow was gone, but there was still a familiar smell on him. Looking at the red-faced and angry little maid in front of him, he already knew what had happened. After all, it was not the first time that Aimee had done this.

Ever since Knight Allen left, the maids around Bennett have all become young and beautiful. Aimee was very angry at first, but as Bennett's fame grew, she also began to arrange beautiful maids here. After the two of them got closer, Aimee became even more excessive.

Bennett knew what Aimee was thinking. They had discussed it before. She promised with great confidence, but she forgot it completely the moment she turned around. What to do? Just turn a blind eye.

After telling the maid to go out, Bennett put on his clothes, rubbed his sore waist, and looked at the dark circles under his eyes in the mirror. Bennett felt that his medicine would come to an end sooner or later, but now was not the time to think about it.

Bennett looked at the leather spell book in front of him. The leather was dragon skin, which was given to him by Teacher Merwin when Bennett became a wizard of truth. It recorded the spells that Bennett had researched with the help of his chemical knowledge from his previous life. It was useless against a wind reindeer.

But it doesn't make sense that the spell book was not used other than to deal with the wind reindeer.

There can't be no wind wolves where there are reindeer herds. At least there will be a wind wolf stalking them. There was no wind wolf next to the reindeer herd yesterday, which is not normal. The most important thing is that they finally ran south. They migrated north, and the wolves were in the south. This was even more abnormal, unless they did not encounter any wind wolf attacks on the way to migration.

The wind wolf is the typical mount of the orcs. Only by capturing wind wolves on a large scale can they make this cunning and ferocious beast extinct on the reindeer migration route.

I have to ask the teacher. The lord is constantly expanding his armaments, and the teacher is talking nonsense every day. Is the large-scale capture of wind wolves by orcs a war?

Bennett walked out of the lord's manor and looked at the wizard tower in the distance. He still had to ask the teacher, so that he could at least be mentally prepared.