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

"Lord, Knight Brant just came out of Knight Kenny's tent."

"I see."

Aimee rubbed her brows. It was a foregone conclusion that Brent was involved. What should they do now? Should they really drive Kenny away? Can they survive on the battlefield?

Aimee's mind is a mess right now. Emotionally speaking, she really doesn't want Kenny to go to the battlefield with nothing.

Shaking her head, Aimee entered Bennett's carriage.

In the carriage, Bennett was checking the two spells that Mervyn had given him. It was quite obvious that Mervyn was on the verge of madness. The spells given to him might have been tampered with. Before he could break through, he must understand the two spells.

Helen lowered her head in the carriage. She had just gotten into trouble and was now waiting for Aimee's attitude.

After Aimee came in, she sat next to Bennett. Looking at Helen who was like a quail, her head hurt even more.

"Bennett, Duke thinks we should get rid of Kenny."

Bennett put down the spell in his hand. He was really insensitive to the power struggle, but he knew that Aimee was not actually asking for his opinion. All she needed was the support of the people around her.

"I support your decision, Aimee."

Aimee sighed and glared at Helen again.

Helen scratched her face. The scene was a little awkward.

"Well, I'm leaving first."

After saying that, he got out of the carriage.

"I plan to drive Kenny away and give Duke the soldiers he has, but I can't do it now. I don't know if the orcs will come after me, and I can't split my troops yet."

Bennett nodded. Aimee also didn't trust Mervyn. Like the old lord, she was suspicious of everyone, but unlike the old lord, she had a beautiful vision of family affection.

When Aimee saw Bennett nod, she felt much more relaxed and said to Sera outside the carriage:

"You have to be careful during this time, Sierra. Brent might do something to you."

"Don't worry, I'll be wearing armor all the time during this period."

The voice outside was calm and powerful. Aimee finally felt relieved. She gently stroked her bulging belly. There must be hope for the future.

The next day, before the sun rose, the team started to set off. The wind and snow were very strong today, and people covered their faces with their hands. Aimee did not stay in the carriage. She had to stay with the soldiers, and Duke followed behind her.

Although the lady of the lord told him not to interfere in the affairs of Aimee and Kenny, he had sworn to Aimee and would not ignore her.

In the snow, Brent found Kenny, patted him on the shoulder, and signaled him to start.

Kenny looked at Aimee in front of him, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Sera had just left the team with her knight squire, and this was an opportunity.

In the wind and snow, Sera saw a figure holding two swords in front of her. She knew him, it was Brent.

"Knight Brant, what's the matter?"

Sera pulled out the rose from behind her and signaled the little girl beside her to leave quickly.

Brant may not be able to beat Sera in a one-on-one fight, but he can definitely beat Sera and her little girl attendant.

The queen of the South Camp, the red-haired sun goddess, the messenger of light, the hope of the poor, and a true knight.

Is this good? Of course it is good, she is a perfect knight, but this is also her biggest weakness, she can't abandon the people around her.

Her greatest strength will also be her greatest weakness.

Brent did not fight against the unsheathed rose sword, he attacked the little girl directly.

There was a loud noise in the wind and snow, and the falling snowflakes stopped at this moment.

Through the gaps in the snowflakes, Sera saw Brandt's figure rushing out.

The long sword thrust forward, the runes on the blade lit up, and without any hesitation, he was ready to kill him with one blow.

Brent ignored the cold sword. He was not a coward. For the slim chance of rights, he was willing to take the risk.

The knife could easily pierce his neck, but the little girl in front would also die with him.

He was betting that Sera would not give up on the little girl.

He made the right bet.

The long knife changed from stabbing to hitting with the back of the blade. Sera didn't dare to chop with the knife because it was too sharp. It could kill people but not protect them.

The back of the knife knocked Brandt to the ground.

Brant threw out the dagger in his left hand and stabbed it into the little girl's leg. He kept running and the little girl fell to the ground.

Sera knew that the little girl was not dead, so she put away her sword and ran forward. She planned to throw the little girl out first to prevent her from affecting her battle.

Brent's chance had come, success or failure depended on it, without considering retreating, he threw the dagger directly.

If he failed, then he would have no chance to resist without his weapon, and what would be waiting for him would be Sera's bloodless killing Rose.

He succeeded.

Sera was so anxious that the knife cut the tendons behind her feet.

Before she fell, she threw out the little girl, Duke's granddaughter.

Brent didn't get up immediately, he succeeded, he was in good condition, and Serra became a cripple.

“Hahahaha…hahahaha…hahahahahahaha, Sera, have you ever thought that this day would come?”

"Anything special today?"

"Nothing special today, except that someone is dying."

"You dare to kill me? Bennett will skin you alive."

"Of course I dare. As long as Kenny controls Aimee, Bennett will be the lamb to be slaughtered. Don't worry, I will let him go to accompany you."

A red light flashed in Sera's eyes. She struggled to support herself with the knife, cut off the scabbard, inserted it into the leg armor, and used it to support her body instead of her feet.

"You won't live to see that day."

Brent stood up from the snow, looked at the limping Sera, and laughed:

"Really? I know you're strong, Sera, but how strong can you be without a leg?"

Sera raised her long knife and began to pray deep in her heart.

Humility, integrity, compassion, bravery, justice, sacrifice, honor, and soul are what she has insisted on for so many years.

Some people say she is stupid, some people say she is fake, but she doesn't care.

This is not her belief, it is just her principle.

Now, what supported her will was not the sacred oath, but the thin figure that mattered most in her heart.

guard.

A white light appeared on the blade, and a chain surrounded her will and body. She closed her eyes, but everything in the world was so clear.

A murderous intent flashed across her face, and Sera swung her knife according to her instinct.

The knife cut through the flesh, and two figures fell in a pool of blood.

……

Kenny also took action. Behind Aimee was Duke, his teacher. He didn't believe his teacher would help outsiders.

He walked forward quietly. At this distance, even Duke would not be able to react. He was going to succeed.

A huge crater exploded in the snow. Kenny rushed towards Aimee without any weapon. He wanted to take back the cloak. He only wanted the cloak.

Kenny stopped at Aimee's horrified gaze.

A teardrop-shaped translucent glass blocked his way.

Kenny was stunned for a moment, but Duke was not stunned. He subdued Kenny with his backhand.

This farce is over. No matter how these two idiots plan, they can never become Zhuge Liang.

Aimee looked at Kenny struggling on the ground, her eyes full of sadness. This was the first betrayal she encountered as a lord, and it came from her own brother.

"Anything you want to say?" Kenny asked.

Kenny ignored Aimee and looked at Duke:

"Why? I am your apprentice."

His cloudy eyes were filled with tears and Old Duke's back was bent.

"I'm saving your life."