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

The huge laboratory was filled with smoke. Bennett exhaled a long column of air. The temperature in the room was very low, much lower than the temperature outside. The mage did this specifically because he used the knowledge Bennett brought with him.

Refrigerant flows in the pipes. These are not physical objects but are maintained by magic power. In other words, Mervyn has been supplying magic power to this room.

In the center of the room was an operating table, on which lay the body of a soldier whom Bennett had seen before. He was burned to death by spilled molten lead, and there was still an unremoved lead block on his head. This soldier was fighting alongside him yesterday, but today he was lying on the laboratory table being dissected.

Bennett walked forward and gently lifted the white cloth draped over him. He removed the flesh and bones from his chest and abdomen, leaving only his internal organs.

His heart was still beating. Bennett was a little confused. After sensing, he did not find any fluctuations of the soul in his body, but he was alive. His blood was circulating and his intestines were moving. Bennett knocked on his knee and there was a knee jerk reaction.

"what is this?"

Mervyn walked to the operating table, took out a book from under the table and handed it to Bennett.

These were the steps that Mervyn used to conduct his experiment. Bennett looked at the densely packed anatomical diagrams above. The only thing he was thankful for was that Mervyn did not conduct his experiment on living people.

After quickly flipping through the book, Bennett handed it to the teacher. Bennett had no right to criticize Mervyn because Sera was still alive because of Mervyn's magic. He was a vested interest and he shared the blame.

"Take it. You may find the knowledge here useful."

Bennett did not reject this knowledge, which was sinful but also precious.

Stuffing the book into his arms, Bennett covered the living corpse with a white cloth and continued walking forward.

Through the fog, the shelf next to it appeared in front of Bennett.

They were all human organs, and as expected, all of them were beating as if they were still alive in their owner's body.

It was just a brain that caught Bennett's attention. In this brain, there were fluctuations of the soul.

Without asking Mervyn, Bennett could sense for himself that the soul in that man's brain was that of a rat.

Bennett narrowed his eyes. This was not an ordinary experiment. No matter how alive these organs were, they were just organs, corpses. But this brain was different. Even if it contained the soul of a mouse, this brain was still alive.

"Keep reading."

Before Bennett could ask a question, Mervyn dodged the question.

Bennett was not in a hurry and continued reading.

There was another door in front, which was locked.

Mervyn gave the key directly to Bennett. Bennett took the key picked by Mervyn and opened the door without hesitation.

There was no smoke inside this time, and the temperature was rising rapidly. The temperature in the room was 36.5 degrees. Mervyn pushed Bennett into the room and quickly closed the door. The temperature here could not change at all.

Bennett was still wearing outer clothes to keep warm. The wizard's robe was made of animal fur, but in this hot environment, he could not feel any warmth at all.

There were no organs or lab tables in the room, only cylindrical glass containers.

There are clones inside!!!

They were immersed in the solution, all huddled together like fetuses in amniotic fluid.

The long umbilical cord was connected to a corpse that was breathing nearby. There were two people on the left and right sides, and they looked exactly the same on the same side, but the breathing corpse was materialized by magic, and the magic used was still the wizard's magic.

These clones have no souls.

Bennett had seen their faces.

The one on the left is the lord!

The one on the right is Dashi!

Bennett did not move forward to check, and Mervyn just stood behind him, and the two of them were in a stalemate again.

The only thing Bennett was thankful for was that there was no clone of Aimee here.

"what are these?"

Mervyn walked forward silently and stroked Dashi's (the clone's) cheek through the glass.

"They are my children."

"They are not your children. The lord is the son of the Duke of the North and the daughter of the lord of Dashi. They have nothing to do with you."

"They are not the ones in here."

Bennett looked at Mervyn coldly. This was not a question of sin, but a question of perversion.

Mervyn smiled at Bennett's look.

"Didn't you ask me why I stayed in Razlan?"

"why?"

Two beams of white light hit Bennett's face, and Mervyn looked at the young face.

Unyielding, arrogant, with a clear sense of right and wrong, there was not a single shadow on that face, just like his heart, which was in the light and facing the light.

Just like Mervyn 500 years ago.

"I was 13 years old that year and was originally a commoner, but one day I fell in love with a girl."

Mervyn looked up at Dashi (the clone) and a smile appeared on his face.

"She is a noble lady from the Stark family, but we fell in love. For our future, I went to the capital, hoping to become a wizard. I don't know if I have a chance, but I'm going to take a gamble."

"I succeeded and she married me."

Mervyn looked at Bennett again, his white eyes penetrating his body and examining his soul.

"Bennett, Aimee can't live forever with you. What do you think her feelings towards you were when she died?"

Bennett couldn't understand what Mervyn meant, but he had his values.

"She will die peacefully in my arms and vow to meet again in the afterlife."

“Hahahahaha…hahaha…haha, huh?”

Bennett looked at the crazy Mervyn in front of him, he didn't know what he was laughing at.

"Bennett, she will hate you. Without you, she will not have any attachment to this world, and she will not have any regrets in her death.

Bennett, you are salvation to Aimee, but you will also be her only nightmare. The more you love each other, the more terrible it will be. After she dies, she will become your nightmare. The more she hates you, the more painful it will be for you, until you start to hate her too.

Bennett, this is the end, hahahahaha."

These words were like a bolt from the blue. Bennett understood the fate of Mervyn and his wife, and he felt angry instinctively.

If nothing unexpected happened, that would be the ending for him and Aimee, but he didn't want to think about it anymore.

"What does that have to do with these clones, Mervyn? You're crazy. You're a lunatic now, a lunatic."

Looking at Bennett's slightly livid face, Mervyn laughed again.

"Hahahahaha, Bennett, you are the lunatic. It's not enough that you have one, you even provoked a future God-given knight. I tell you, your ending will be just as tragic. No knight has a good ending. Just wait."

He sat down, swaying against the petri dish at the back, laughing, laughing uncontrollably, laughing until tears welled up in his eyes.

Bennett's eyes were about to burst with anger. He put his hands into his arms. He didn't want to listen to a word the wizard said. He just wanted to destroy everything here.

As soon as he took out the ring, the gem on it turned into ashes. He took out another one, and it turned into ashes again. He continued... continued...

Bennett threw the last ring at the wizard's face and said, "Mervin, it's not Razlan who should be buried in the dust of history, but a twisted old monster like you."

Rolling up his sleeves, Bennett rushed towards the maniacal grinner.