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

The manor was in chaos, and the maids scrambled to get Helen down from the air.

Helen's eyes were full of despair, but the scene was quite funny. The rope did not kill her directly, but suffocated her little by little. When the maids rescued her, she was already semi-conscious and her body functions began to collapse.

The first thing that collapsed was the excretion system. Feces and urine covered her carefully prepared white dress, and even the maids below were affected. They wiped their faces and cursed the rescued girl in frustration.

After being rescued, she still hadn't recovered to normal. Her stomach started to reflux, and the delicious food and wine she had eaten that night sprayed all over the maid next to her, which in turn brought another round of scolding. Now she has regained consciousness.

Helen stared blankly at the maids busying around. She no longer had the desire to think. All this was more painful to her than death.

The maids cursed and pushed Helen into the bathroom, roughly cleaning the filth off her body with a brush.

When Bennett and Aimee arrived, they saw a stinking white dress discarded at the door. Oh no, it was a poop and urine rag.

Aimee went in to check on the situation, while Bennett was outside telling the maid to clean the house quickly.

Aimee came out, followed by a group of maids. They carried Helen, who was wrapped in a quilt and tied up, and moved her into Aimee's old room like a coffin.

With a bang, Bennett was locked out of the door again.

Looking at the maids coming out in groups, he knew that Aimee was talking to Helen about things that only women could say, so he didn't want to make things awkward, so he told the maid Judy to bring him a bowl of sobering soup, as his mind was still not very clear.

When Aimee came out again, Bennett was almost sober.

"how's it going?"

Her eyebrows were wrinkled, and Aimee shook her head with a bitter face.

"She didn't speak or respond to what I said."

The two looked at each other and sighed in their hearts.

"You can go in and see her. You are her teacher after all."

After Aimee said this, it seemed that there was nothing shameful to see inside. Bennett nodded, and pushed the door open and entered the room. Aimee did not follow him in, but just helped Bennett close the door.

Helen looked at the patterns on the ceiling with a calm face. She was now tied to the bed with her left hand in a plaster cast. She would remain in this position until she recovered to normal, making it easier for the maid to take care of her personal hygiene.

Pulling out the chair next to her and sitting quietly on it, Helen already knew that Bennett had come in. She didn't react, and Bennett wasn't in a hurry either.

Looking back on what happened in the past few days, for a young girl, no matter who faces this kind of experience and blow, most people will feel despair.

Just thinking of the rag-like white dress and Helen's cheerfulness at the dinner not long ago, Bennett could not help laughing out loud. There were smiles of ridicule, bitter smiles, and mostly helplessness.

Helen finally reacted when she heard the laughter, perhaps out of self-mockery, or perhaps out of sadness, tears and laughter flowed out together.

“Haha, hahahahaha… wuwuwu…”

Finally she burst into tears.

After the two of them calmed down, Bennett spoke his first words:

"You have great talent as a mage."

Bennett has been sensing Helen's soul. Her soul is not the blue color of ordinary people, but the desperate and dead black. However, the fire of her soul did not go out after experiencing pain, but became stronger. Her talent is extraordinary.

But how could Helen, who had been rejected twice when applying to become a disciple, believe the one-sided words of a master of truth, especially when the man in front of her was an unprecedented genius? She just regarded it as the man's indifferent consolation.

But after all, she had already spoken, and now Helen just wanted to vent.

"Haha, a genius who was picked out by others?"

It's unclear whether the sarcasm in his tone was directed at Bennett or himself.

"Didn't I pick you?"

"hehe."

"Don't be like that. I'm also a genius. You were chosen as a disciple by a genius. Isn't that a recognition of you?"

"Don't comfort me, I'm not a child."

Bennett listened to this thorny statement, smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"You are just a child. How old are you?"

Helen finally got angry, tears welled up in her eyes again, and she shouted loudly:

"Are you older than me? Do you understand me? Why should I listen to you? Why should you be my teacher? You are just a pervert who can't walk when you see a woman. I have no ability to resist now. Come on, didn't you enjoy watching me this afternoon? Why are you pretending to be a good person? Get out, get out!!!"

These words were a bit excessive, but Bennett was not angry. He knew that her mind was not clear right now and she didn't understand herself. Whatever he said to her now would be meaningless. It would be better to let her know that it was impossible to die, and then lead her back to the right path little by little.

He shook his head and smiled bitterly, then said in a tough tone:

"I can leave, but I want you to know that I am your teacher. I will not just leave you alone. The maid will monitor you 24 hours a day. There is no chance of you dying. Tomorrow I will have someone release you and give you a lesson. After the lesson I will tie you back up until you don't want to die anymore."

After saying that, she left the room without waiting for Aimee's reaction. As expected, Helen angrily began to curse Bennett's ancestors, but who would argue with a madman?

When the door was opened, it was not only Aimee but also the lord with a serious face waiting outside.

"Lord."

"Well, what's going on in there?"

“It’s still the same.”

The lord's green eyes were full of frost. He turned the ring and said faintly: "If she doesn't know what's best for her, let her go. Don't let her become an enemy."

"I see."

Nodding, the lord's figure disappeared from sight, and he never even looked at the door of the room.

Bennett sighed. The girl in the room continued to curse, and her words became more and more unbearable to hear.

"Let's just leave her alone and let her do whatever she wants."

Aimee couldn't listen any more. In her opinion, if you are given a good thing, you have to accept it, otherwise it would be ungrateful. Bennett, on the other hand, was no longer annoyed. He learned from Sera that you have to be patient with the person you want to save, even if the result is doomed to failure.

"Let me handle it, Aimee. It's getting late tonight, let's go to bed first. Have you arranged for someone to keep watch?"

"It was arranged long ago, but it's a pity that the one he rescued was an ungrateful person."

Listening to the angry speech, Bennett pinched Aimee's puffy face and pushed her back to the next room.

Maybe she was tired of scolding, so Helen stopped. Maureen beside her gave her a sip of water, and Helen also felt sleepy.

It was a pity that the room next door was not peaceful, and Helen could only look at the ceiling in despair again.