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

This night was naturally not peaceful.

Beth was actually somewhat touched in her heart. Possessiveness is also a kind of emotion, and her efforts were not in vain.

In the early morning, the sunlight shines through the curtains and hits the messy sheets.

Beth was finishing last night's poison. She drank the last sip and a painful expression appeared on her face.

Bennett looked at Beth's black hair and asked worriedly:

"Are you sure there's no problem?"

Beth shook her head without saying anything. Her smooth back spread her wings, with a feather sticking out from the wings. She needed Bennett's help.

Bennett reached for the feathers, and his consciousness instantly entered Beth's soul.

It is still the familiar golden soul, without any distractions.

Bennett looked at the place where the black gathered. The black filth extended along the back of Beth's head, all the way to Beth's spine, almost to the position of Beth's wings.

"What's going on? Your saint wings are going to be contaminated."

Bennett felt a little anxious. His mental power turned into a blade and he cut off a strand of black. Then the black gushed out like a spring and immediately filled the place that had just been cut.

In reality, Beth groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood.

She slowly opened her eyes and flapped her wings, reminding Bennett to come out first.

Bennett withdrew from Beth's soul and felt a little anxious. This situation was not right.

"you……"

Beth looked back at Bennett, with a helpless look on her face, and shook her head and said:

"I'm afraid I've gone too far this time."

"Go find the Archmage. After all, she has lived for a thousand years. I don't believe she hasn't studied the soul of the Fallen Knight."

At this time, the first person Bennett thought of was the archmage. Although this archmage sometimes looked unreliable, he always gave people a sense of security and danger.

Beth shook her head and said:

"This has something to do with the soul, but it's more of a matter of will. I think I should go find my teacher."

Adam?

Bennett thought of this human knight. In the notes given to him by the archmage, there was a record in which this person appeared quite frequently.

They established the true bishop, but then abandoned the true bishop.

He personally went up to the Mage Tower and carried out a massacre and castration of the mages.

Although there is the Sea of ​​Wishes, in the past thousand years, apart from killing wizards, it has almost never interfered in any form with the development of mankind.

Bennett is afraid of Adam. Adam and Hannibal have completely different styles. Hannibal is the commander of the army. He can fight head-on and will never play tricks on you.

Adam lived for a thousand years, but only a few records about him remain in the world. If it weren't for the orc war, humans would not have known that they had such a mortal.

After touching Beth's hair, Bennett was now in a dilemma.

Beth leaned in Bennett's arms. She naturally saw Bennett's dilemma. If there was nothing else, the history of Adam slaughtering wizards was enough to make wizards and Adam irreconcilable.

She took a lock of hair and twirled it around her finger, then tickled Bennett's chin with the end of it. She said:

"I can go by myself. You are not familiar with the teacher."

Bennett shook his head and said:

"The church is trying desperately to kill you now, and you can't fully exert your abilities. I don't feel comfortable if you leave alone."

"Didn't you leave a trick on me?"

Beth pointed to her chest. She could still feel the magic power flowing in her heart. Bennett had not removed the bomb.

"There are always unexpected things. With my speed, it won't be a big deal to run with you."

Bennett simply put his arms around Beth's neck and didn't let her speak anymore.

The two of them cuddled for a while, and without wasting any more time, they hurriedly put on their clothes and left the castle together.

Before leaving, Bennett scraped off a wisp of Beth's black soul and gave it to the archmage when passing by the mage tower.

"Wow, this is interesting."

The archmage wiped his hands and walked into the room on the top floor of the Mage Tower.

Yes, the archmage was not on the top floor today. If Bennett had not used his mental power to scan the mage tower, the archmage might not have come out to see Bennett.

The great wizard took the black soul from Bennett's hand with his mental power. He narrowed his eyes and slightly opened his red lips, as if he had thought of something or recalled something.

"As for understanding the soul, the way of the mage is to use formulas after all, but this kind of thing is about willpower and cannot be understood by formulas."

The Archmage handed the black soul to Bennett.

"This is Beth's, I can feel the power of the saints."

Bennett nodded, put away the black streak, and said:

"Is there really no way, Grand Mage?"

The Archmage shook his head, and was about to leave the room again, saying:

"Soul castration, you should understand it yourself."

Soul castration is the direct removal of the filth from the soul.

But such castration would turn Beth into a fool. In serious cases, it would even cause Beth's soul to collapse.

Bennett sighed. He did not mention this solution to Beth because he knew that Beth would rather die than choose this approach.

"Go see Adam. The power of a saint is amazing. She can always see what she should do. This kind of soul pollution has something to do with the Sea of ​​Source Marks. Maybe Adam will have a solution."

The archmage walked to the door and turned back to Bennett.

Bennett nodded and flew out of the Mage Tower.

The archmage watched Bennett fly out, then closed the door of the mage tower, walked down the stairs, and came to a laboratory.

The wooden door of the laboratory was creaked open, and the instruments inside were clean and tidy, and neatly arranged, showing that they were often cleaned.

The great wizard washed his hands under the running water nearby, came to the operating table, and pulled open the white cloth covering it.

The back was so white that there was not a trace of blood. Along the spine and neck, the head above was cut open, revealing pink flesh and thin blood vessels beating.

It was a brain, and in the center of the brain, a blue magic core could be vaguely seen.

"Fortunately, it hasn't reached the critical step yet. Bennett, that bastard, almost ruined my good deeds."

The archmage breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the scalpel beside her. Runes flickered on the scalpel as she cut the brain apart bit by bit, being very careful with every cut.

The last complete magic core was taken out by the Archmage. She quickly sorted out the instruments beside her and murmured:

"Denise..."

On the other side, Bennett had already flown back to Beth.

"Look, I said the Archmage couldn't do anything."

At this time, Beth did not forget to mock Bennett.

Bennett smiled bitterly and said:

"You are too tolerant. Am I the one who has a problem with his soul now?"

Beth chuckled, went around behind Bennett, and jumped directly onto his back.

"Hurry up, horse, run faster."

"You...forget it."

Beth gets motion sickness when she jumps through space, and the fixed-point teleportation of the space rune requires knowing the specific coordinates, so the two can only let Bennett take Beth flying.