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

Several months had passed since that party.

The early morning sun shines on the gray hills, adding a touch of gold to this lifeless land. On one side of the bare hills are the endless mountains on the horizon, and on the other side is an endless green plain. Where the plains and the mountains meet is a city with a population of more than 10. The city has been awakened at this time. On the streets next to the square, vendors are shouting hard, farmers are going out of the city to water the fields, workers are entering the factories one after another, soldiers on duty are chatting and carrying their weapons out of the barracks, and soldiers in the tower are yawning and coming down from the city wall.

The East Gate was built between two mountains. It never sees sunlight all year round and it is the road to the interior, so there is basically no need to worry about invasions by orcs. Although the domestic political power has changed in recent years, it has not yet caused a direct war among the lords, so the East Gate is almost a decoration for city defense. Of course, the giant dragon skull on it has a certain deterrent effect on people traveling to and from the territory.

The sun in June was not too hot, and it might be unbearable to live in places exposed to direct sunlight, but for the soldiers standing guard at the East Gate, this was a great time to slack off. Knowing that they would be guarding the East Gate the next day, these soldiers went to the tavern and partyed all night. The soldiers under the city wall were still discussing which girl had the best figure and the most fancy moves last night, and the soldiers on the city wall were already leaning against the parapet to catch up on their sleep. There was no danger at the East Gate, and this was the result of more than 20 years of experience.

Walking along the gravel road in front of the East City Gate, there is a valley that stretches as far as the eye can see. Usually groups of merchants come and go, but today a group of beggars came. There are hundreds of them, supporting each other. Leading the way is a middle-aged couple. Their clothes are tattered and covered in dust, but you can vaguely see the patterns on them, and the stitches are very delicate. They use crutches to support each other.

Finally, the city gate with the giant dragon skull hanging on it appeared in front of everyone. There was no cheering, and there was still silence. Many people fell down the moment they saw the city gate. They did not care about those who fell down, because someone would take them home soon.

The soldier on the city wall had not yet ended his dream when the soldier in front of the city gate discovered the group of people. At first, he thought it was a passing caravan and was yawning, thinking about how much bribe he should collect. When the crowd approached, their tattered clothes were like a basin of cold water poured on the soldiers' heads. This was a wave of refugees.

"Clang clang clang."

"It's a refugee crisis. Close the city gates, quickly."

The soldiers below the city rang the alarm bells in panic, and the soldiers on the city wall were awakened. Their minds were still a little confused, but some things had already become muscle memory. They pulled the switch, and the city gate fell down with a bang, raising a cloud of dust.

The refugees were about to reach the city gate. The soldiers guarding the city stared coldly at the crowd below. Refugees came to Razlan every year, and sometimes the soldiers would let one or two through, but there had never been so many at once.

"Which territory are you from? We have not received any orders to accept refugees. Please return the way you came and do not cause us any trouble."

The leading refugee pulled out a flag from his bosom and unfolded it to reveal the emblem of a giant wolf.

"Captain, what should we do?"

"Send the leader up first to ask about the situation."

"Put down the basket."

"Come up with the flag."

The soldiers slowly lowered the hanging basket. The middle-aged man draped the flag over his body and slowly climbed into the small bamboo basket. The soldiers above pulled the rope and pulled the man up little by little.

The soldiers raised their shields and isolated the middle-aged man in a corner of the parapet. If he showed any abnormality, they would push him off the parapet.

The captain stood behind the shield soldier and asked loudly: "Why did you come here, and where did this flag come from?"

"We are a caravan, not..."

The man fainted before he could finish his words.

The captain pushed the soldier aside and walked to the man. The man in front of him looked very familiar. Although the voice was weak, it seemed like he had heard it somewhere.

"Go get a basin of water and wipe his face."

A soldier directly handed over the kettle, and the clean water washed away the dust on the man's face. Almost all the soldiers at the East Gate recognized this face.

"Oh my god, it's Kent. The people below are not refugees, but the lord's caravan. Let them pass."

The city gate was pulled up with a creaking sound, but most of the people below no longer had the strength to continue moving.

"Damn it, go inform the lord quickly and call the brothers from Dongying to come over and carry the person back."

……

Today's Dongying no longer had the earth-shaking sounds of past training sessions. It was already in chaos. The knights frantically rushed doctors from the city here, the soldiers inside were busy making hot soup and medicine for the caravan members, the family members of the caravan outside were crying and clamoring to go in to see their loved ones, the commander of Dongying was trying desperately to comfort them, but unfortunately it seemed to have no effect.

"The Lord is coming!"

The crowd finally let go of the innocent leader and argued to make a path in front of the camp gate.

A carriage with giant wolf patterns drove into the crowd and stopped at the entrance of the camp.

The lord got off the carriage and stood in front of the noisy crowd. Aimee and Bennett then got out of the carriage and stood behind the lord. A black-armored knight riding a brown warhorse, the beast core on his helmet emitting a faint blue light, flew through the crowd and came in front of the lord. It was Sera.

Sera dismounted and knelt on one knee. The lord waved his hand for her to stand behind. Sera looked at Bennett and Aimee and then stood together.

The crowd was still making noise, the lord stood in front of them without saying a word, the wind blew slowly through his white hair, he gently turned the ring in his hand, staring at the crowd, his green eyes exuded a wild and determined aura, his clothes were not wrinkled at all, his tall and straight figure stood in the crowd like a mountain, blocking the turmoil in front of the military camp.

Bennett remembered the knight in red robe and black armor that night. He also stood in front of the dragon like this, but he had no white hair when he took off his helmet.

The lord's calmness not only infected the soldiers in the barracks behind him, but also gradually silenced the crowd in front. People looked up at his tall body quietly. The sun shone on his head, like a solemn holy elephant. He gently waved to the crowd along the sunlight, and people waved with one hand on their chest.

"My subjects, you who are gathered here have followed me since the beginning of the establishment of the territory. We worked together to build this city in the wilderness and created prosperity for the territory. Over the years, the Stark family has never abandoned any of its subjects, and all hardworking people have lived a happy life. The mutual trust between us is the greatest wealth of the territory. Please do not abandon this trust now. If someone tries to sow discord among you and spread rumors, please do not believe them. Believe in the trust of so many years, believe in the Stark family, and believe in your lord Rod Stark."

At this moment, the world was surprisingly quiet. People were looking at the man in front of them. His expression was still so calm. A woman in front of him knelt on one knee, and the people behind followed suit. There was no excitement or excitement in their eyes. Reason made them trust the lord who stood in front of them every time there was a disaster.

The lord waved his hand for people to stand up and turned to enter the barracks. Bennett watched the crowd leave the scene in an orderly manner from behind and followed Aimee into the barracks.