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

The snow in November always falls gently. The temperature is not too low at this time, and the snowflakes are fine and dense. Most of them melt before they reach the ground, but there are still a few lucky ones that fall to the ground, and the thin layer looks a little pitiful.

For northerners, this is not really bad weather, but it is different for Helen who comes from the south. She put on a thick deerskin cloak, her little face was frozen red, and the sides of her nose were chapped. She obviously couldn't stand the weather, but she still ran around outside.

Aimee and Bennett snuggled together in the house. Northerners become lazy in winter and like to stay in bed, especially those who have wives. Is there anything more joyful than hugging your wife and watching the snow?

Of course there was, there was a dancing fairy in the snow. Helen had seen Bennett, waved her hand, and then turned around on the spot, and the snowflakes around her also rotated with her.

Looking at those blue eyes, Bennett sighed deeply. He had worried about Helen's mental state more than once. Now it seemed that everything was much better than he had imagined. His own eyes were not as clear as Helen's.

Maybe she was beautiful to begin with, and her eyes became even more beautiful after becoming a wizard, like a clear spring holding the bright moon.

Aimee was still lying on top of Bennett, and Bennett didn't want to wake her up, so he tightened the quilt for her, closed his eyes, and planned to take a nap.

How peaceful and warm this moment would be if it were just Aimee and Bennett.

"Boom."

"Teacher, you were going to teach me how to cast a spell today, why can't you come back?"

The door was violently pushed open. The word "teacher" made his bones go soft. His originally gentle hands instantly turned into crab claws, and Bennett's waist was already bruised.

This witch is murdering her teacher.

"You go out first, I'll come find you later."

"Tsk, you're so stingy. It won't hurt to take a look."

Helen stole a glance at the blonde hair outside the quilt and became somewhat emotional.

She wasn't the only one with emotions, the blonde beauty under the covers was even more so.

This time, it wasn't just the maids eavesdropping outside, but also the little goblin Helen from next door.

"Tsk, sooner or later you two will get tired of each other."

How could I get bored of it? After all, maids often took the money and left the manor.

Bennett still fed her breakfast, and now he also had to help Helen dress. For some reason, this month she suddenly stopped letting other women get close to her.

Bennett doesn't mind being pampered and does whatever he wants.

I was single for 22 years in my previous life. It’s not easy to have a wife.

Just when Helen was getting impatient, Bennett came to her room.

"So loving."

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay."

Helen looked at Bennett, who had a silly look on his face. She felt really annoyed. Did this blockhead really not understand or was he just pretending not to understand? She sat on the chair and began to sulk.

She has been attending various banquets since she was a child, and she is still a girl now. How can she not be sensitive to men's minds? She should be able to see through a pretty boy like Bennett at a glance.

It’s a pity that some things are just hard to understand, and the more seriously you look at them, the more confused you become.

Although the room was a little dim, it was quite warm. Aimee still cared about Helen. Those who took care of Helen were led by Maureen and the little maid Judy. During this period, many maids chose to stay, after all, life outside was much harder than inside.

The fire in the fireplace will never go out all winter. Helen will always wear a red tight dress in the house. She is slender and delicate, with skin as soft as pearls. She looks the same as when she first met him. The only thing that has changed is her eyes. There is no longer a sense of emptiness and the unpredictability of the sea. There is more peace and warmth in her eyes.

Bennett knew why. After being together for such a long time, the wood would sprout.

But he couldn't respond. Aimee only had a few decades, and between her and him. A thousand years was too long. Bennett couldn't imagine. He had to take care of the most vulnerable first.

He walked to the opposite side of Helen, which was where he usually taught. Since Helen's breakthrough, her teaching was only once every two days (Bei Merwin was in charge).

Fortunately, Helen worked hard and learned very quickly, only 100 million points slower than the cheating Bennett.

Today is the first spell she learned. Why are magicians called mages? Because without gems they are nothing.

Look, the table is covered with densely packed gems. Helen's magic power is not pure enough, and she insists on casting spells by herself, so she can only replace quality with quantity.

Bennett picked up one and looked at it carefully. The magic power inside was pitifully small, but this amount was enough.

"Is the rune base ready?"

"All right."

"Then let's go."

……

In the open space outside the city, Aimee looked at the snowflakes in front of her, memories kept coming to her mind. This was where Sera had trained her. Her teaching was really attentive, but it was a pity that she did not live up to her expectations. She touched her belly, hoping that he or she could live up to her expectations, and not let that person forget her thousands of years later.

Helen next to her had placed an iron plate in the center. Her magic power was very limited and her soul was too weak to guide the complex runes, so the explosion could only take off on the spot.

Stepping back slightly, Bennett spread out the dragon skin book, a blue light flashed, and the Tears of Rupert enveloped the three people. Helen remained calm, her soul guided the magic power, the gems in the base began to melt, and the blue light of the spell emerged.

"boom!!!"

The smoke and dust from the explosion rose into the sky, along with fragments of the rune base.

Smoke and dust fell, this was the spell she cast herself.

Tears welled up in her eyes, Helen never expected that Bennett's words were true, with the Calamity Rune, she would accept it even if she was deceived, but the spell in front of her was real, what he said was true.

The Tears of Rupert were lifted, and turned into starlight that caressed the girl's cheeks, mixed with the tears, and dripped down her chin drop by drop.

"I didn't lie to you."

A familiar voice rang out. She had heard it countless times and it had long been engraved in her heart. Cold, furious, angry, mocking, encouraging...

This was the first time she heard tenderness.

She threw herself into the young man's arms, and her snot and tears were wiped onto the white wizard's robe.

She hugged the boy tightly, but he did not respond to her.

It’s okay, I can wait.

Her long red hair fluttered in the wind. She let go of his hand and took two steps back without bowing. She didn't want to become a disciple, not before and even less so now.

"Thank you, teacher~"

Bennett shuddered. The word "teacher" was so powerful.

"Okay, okay, follow me and learn well from now on, okay?"

The girl had wiped away her tears, the blue moonlight narrowed into two crescents, and her little canine teeth sparkled in the white light of the snow.

"Ah."

Ignoring the piece of wood, he walked over to the narrator and took Aimee’s arm.

"Today is my first time casting a spell, Master's wife, you have to treat me well."

"Okay, I'll let the kitchen prepare it."

Aimee had no ill feelings towards this girl who was her own age.

Today's lunch was indeed sumptuous.

Foie gras, vegetable soup, snails, jelly, beef in red wine, red shrimp, roast beef, vegetable salad, black tea and snacks.

Aimee gave the peeled shrimps to Bennett again and poured him some lemonade. Bennett looked desperate, but Helen still gave him the peeled shrimps in a very serious manner. Maybe she thought Bennett liked eating shrimps.

Under Helen's strange gaze, the two recalled the night when they first met and couldn't help laughing.

As soon as the laughter died down, Aimee leaned over and began to vomit.

Bennett stepped forward to pat her back, and Aimee's abnormal behavior in the past few days flashed through his mind: longer sleeping time, increased appetite, growing canteen, and now vomiting.

"you are pregnant?"