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

Beth did not reveal her face. Although she had been here for a very short time, she felt that her situation here was not very good.

"Where is your home? Let's take them away now."

"Go to the alley ahead and turn right at the end."

The man answered Beth's question, and Beth carried the man, pushing aside the passers-by and soldiers who stood in their way.

Until a knight in armor appeared in front of him. The aura on his body was extremely powerful. With a wave of his hand, he knocked down the crowd around him.

This is a God-given, but without any of the moral concepts that come with human God-given.

Beth was a little confused. Among the gods she knew, no one except Allen would attack civilians.

This divine gift completely shattered her cognition.

Beth frowned. She felt a little strange, but a knight of this level bestowed by God had no fighting power at all in front of the saint.

The knight raised the sword in his hand and swung it, and beams of white light attacked Beth.

Beth twisted her body, threw Youlun in her hand into the air, dodged the sword swung by the knight, and rushed straight towards the knight.

The knight was not to be outdone. Seeing Beth approaching, he decisively abandoned his sword and held the dagger at his waist instead. The white blade drew a graceful arc and slashed towards Beth's neck.

Beth's pupils shrank slightly, and a small branch of the Tree of Power stretched out from the palm of her right hand.

As long as this branch touches the knight, she can absorb the knight's strength, life, and even control the knight's will.

The blade of the dagger had already flown to Beth's neck. She stretched out her right hand and grabbed the knight's wrist.

The knight's face was covered with a visor, but Beth could still see the knight's wide-open eyes through the gaps in the visor.

He was surprised.

But the one who was more surprised than him was Beth.

The tree of power that was always invincible has now lost its proper function.

Beth held the knight's wrist, and when she was about to let her consciousness descend, what she faced was not a human soul, but a black swamp.

That was soul pollution. Beth's expression changed drastically. She gritted her teeth, forcibly cut off the branch, and loosened the knight's wrist.

The knight has also realized Beth's identity, and he knows that this is not an enemy he can face.

Without any hesitation, the knight shouted:

“This is… uh!”

Beth endured the pain of cutting off the Soul Tree, put the five fingers of her left hand together, and stabbed the knight's throat.

Beth used all her strength in this attack, and the armor at the knight's throat was pierced on the spot.

But the hard rune armor was pierced by the power of flesh and blood, and the power of the Power Tree was reduced due to its injury...

Due to various factors, Beth's fingers have been twisted beyond recognition.

Beth picked up the sword that the knight had just discarded. Youlun from the sky also fell down. Beth put it on her shoulder, waved the sword in her hand, and led him to kill a bloody path.

The death of the knight just now also attracted the surrounding knights to come over. In a blink of an eye, more than ten knights surrounded him.

Beth felt the breath of several people, and her heart was suddenly filled with turbulent waves.

These knights are all gifted by God.

This is just a small city, a viscounty, how could there be so many God-given knights?

"Knights of the resistance army, please surrender immediately. The Dragon King will grant you new life."

"You are alone against thirteen men, knight. This is not the place for you to carry out your beliefs."

"False believers will eventually be destroyed. There is no need for us to become enemies."

Among the dozen or so gods, only three spoke, and the others seemed to have become mute.

Beth looked at the three leading knights. The current situation was very unfavorable to her.

Now she must be hated by everyone in this city. If she could use her saint's ability, she would naturally not be afraid.

But now, not only can she not use her saint's abilities, but even the magic power in her body cannot be easily exposed.

The saint's magic power is golden, which is fundamentally different from ordinary divine gifts. Once used, people will immediately guess her identity.

Beth frowned, took a step forward, and without stopping the sword in her hand, she slashed directly at the leading knight.

The knight raised his sword to block, and the other two knights attacked from the flank, trying to force Beth back.

Beth turned her wrist, changed her steps, moved her waist, and turned the sword that was meant to chop forward into a diagonal one.

This blow immediately cut off the arm of the knight on the side.

Beth used the remaining force of the sword to twist her body, avoiding the attacks of the remaining two people and bringing the sword to the neck of the leading knight.

The attack was as fast as lightning, and Beth deliberately concealed the trajectory of her sword while twisting her body.

This unexpected sword strike was fast and caught people off guard.

The leading knight's head was chopped off on the spot.

Seeing this, the last knight immediately turned his sword around, jumped twice, and retreated from Beth's attack range.

Beth sighed in her heart, she still had a backup plan, as long as the knight didn't retreat, she could kill him on the spot.

"These knights have quite a lot of combat experience."

The knight retreated to his companions and said to Bess:

"You are indeed a Templar Knight. This sword technique was created by that tyrant. Your Excellency, the rule of a tyrant is definitely not the future of mankind. Only by submitting to the great Dragon King can mankind gain true salvation and freedom."

Beth observed the formation of these knights, thinking of a strategy to rush out, and at the same time, she made her voice hoarse and said:

“If you can’t even trust a human commander, how dare you trust a dragon?

Even your own kind are unwilling to protect you, and you dare to count on the help of other races, aren't you too naive? "

"How dare you say that the Dragon King is an alien, you... you shameless heretic."

The knight's armor suddenly began to shake, and even his voice became hysterical. His voice was full of crazy echoes, and finally his words became unclear.

"You are so stubborn and still want to shake my will. I am no longer that...that...that brainwashed idiot."

The knight took off his helmet angrily, and Beth finally saw the knight's face clearly. It was the child, the child whose father was killed by Beth, but who joined the church.

Beth's face showed surprise.

The knight looked at Beth madly. He could not tolerate anyone slandering the king in his heart. When he understood everything, he only had deep hatred for the church, the believers and Beth.

"Beth, Saint Beth, Tyrant Beth, hypocritical justice, distorted kingdom of God, a devil full of lies.

You are the demons who help the evil, how can mankind entrust the future to people like you."

The knight thrust his sword fiercely, Beth was shocked but did not try to dodge.

The sword hit Beth right in the chest.

At this moment, Beth suddenly remembered that sentence:

When you tease fate, fate is also teasing you.

The knight looked up at Beth, and under the dark cloak, he could only see a pair of golden eyes.

These eyes were so familiar; they were the eyes that he once deeply admired, loved, and admired to the core.

It is also the eyes that now contain hatred deep in the soul and seek revenge every night.

Still as compassionate, still as holy, but with a little more humanity, no longer as cold as before.

She has changed.