"Lord Lord may be in danger, how many people are there, ten or a hundred?" Edward's eyes were dark, but his ears were sensitive, and when Eve rushed into the manor, he heard silence inside, which he did not expect, and there was not even a sound of fighting, could it be that the number of people inside had outnumbered them many times, so that even the brave huntress had to surrender.

"They need me." The darkness exacerbated Edward's fear, and he even wanted to turn around and flee at one point, but a sense of honor from a long time ago prevented him from moving.

If there was only one way to save the lord, Edward thought, just as a Glinton soldier touched his shoulder, and Edward suddenly seemed to remember something, and grabbed the clay pot behind the soldier's back.

When Edward rushed in with the lighted clay pot, Sir Wayne wondered, he had not seen the power of the pot, but the Locke Sergeants behind him seemed to be electrocuted, they reflexively jumped up from the ground, ran backwards desperately, hiding behind the columns, or under the steps, and made frightened noises.

"Damn it." Bruce was also startled when he saw the clay pot in Edward's hand, and he quickly snatched the clay pot, turned around and threw it into the open space outside the manor behind him.

"Get down."

After throwing the clay pot in his hand, Bruce said loudly, and then pushed Edward to the ground, and Eve and Danny reacted at this time, and they also fell to the ground.

"Boom~~." The clay pot exploded in the clearing outside the manor, and with a loud bang everyone felt as if the thunder in the sky had landed on the ground, and the timid servants were so frightened that they muttered the name of the Lord God.

Bruce's first day of accepting the title of Baron began in this shocking explosion, which seemed to herald some kind of extraordinary beginning, but perhaps a twisty start.

"Duke Bemessi agrees to blame the Locke family?" Jeffrey looked at Phoebe, a retainer in front of him, and he asked with some disbelief.

The Locke family has been the largest family in Cumberland for a hundred years, and even Jeffrey is afraid of this century-old family, but now the Duke of Bemessey has said that he wants to attack this ancient family, as if it heralds the beginning of some kind of change.

"Look, this is a token from Lord Duke Bemessi." Phoebe took the ring from her bosom and handed it to Jeffrey in both hands.

"Oh, Lord Duke's ring?" Jeffrey's eyes lit up when he saw the ring with the Duke's initials, and he confirmed to Phoebe again.

"Yes, my master." Phoebe looked up and smiled at Jeffrey.

"It seems that the Duke has long seen the Locke family unpleasantly." Jeffrey held the ring up, and the gems on the ring reflected the sunlight and glowed brightly.

"By the way, there's one more thing, it seems that the lord of Glinton is about to inherit the title of baron." Phoebe remembered something important, and he hurriedly said to Jeffrey.

"What, Baron?" Jeffrey's brow furrowed, he lowered his head and held the ring in his hand, once Bruce mastered the entire Locke family's fiefdom, then the power would be several times greater than his.

"Me, what are we going to do?" Phoebe watched Jeffrey fall into deep thought, and also felt that something was a little tricky.

"Gather my relatives immediately, the infighting between James and Bruce has weakened the strength of the Locke family a lot, and we need to gather our strength when Bruce has just inherited the title of baron and cannot control the entire fiefdom." Jeffrey touched his beard and said to Phoebe.

"Good idea, my lord." Phoebe immediately chimed in.

"Oh yes, although Bruce inherited the title of baron, the people of the Locke family may not immediately submit to him, there must be disgruntled people among them, you pay attention to sending spies." Jeffrey knew that he couldn't defeat a baron on his own, but with Duke Bermessi as his support and the Locke family as a rebel inside, it was conceivable that Bruce was in a state of anxiety.

"My lord, the Locke family has two hairy boys in a row to inherit the title of baron, which is really a sign of imminent demise." Phoebe said to Jeffrey with a smile.

"Well, hehehe, no, this is a sign of the imminent rise of my family." Jeffrey laughed and said to Phoebe, then picked up the Duke's ring again and admired it.

Unaware of Jeffrey's machinations, Bruce looked at a mirror in front of him at the manor, a valuable object from the southern city-state that now belonged to him.

"Hurry up, get dressed for the Baron." Bruce stood motionless in front of the mirror, several servants were dressing him in aristocratic clothes, and James had two full boxes of clothes enough to change until winter.

"What a hassle, do you have to wear this?" Bruce uncomfortably pulled down the collar of his neck, the aristocratic dress was made of fine linen dyed cloth, but a large amount of embellishment on it was very troublesome, the most important thing for Bruce to feel that he was a clown was the shoes, James's shoes all had long boot tips, each one was only two feet long, and the tips of the boots were flicked when he walked.

"Lord Baron, in order for the rest of your family to recognize your authority, you must maintain your majesty and nobility." Sir Wayne was dressed in armor, with a sword pinned to his waist, and stood faithfully behind Bruce and spoke to him.

"Aristocratic demeanor, I think it's a crime." Bruce felt like he was about to breathe from the clothes on him, and he grumbled to Sir Wayne.

"It's all the basic etiquette of the nobility." Sir Wayne ignored Bruce's complaints, and he lifted his chin as a matter of course.

"Ah, that's annoying." Feeling like he was about to go crazy with the straps and shoes, Bruce took off his colorful mushroom hat and scratched his hair.

"Don't pick it, Lord Baron." The servant on the side said anxiously.

"Ping-pong." Suddenly, the door to the room was kicked open, and Edward and Danny hooked their shoulders and barred in with silver wine glasses in their hands.

"Bruce, Bruce, it's like a palace." Edward said drunkenly that he hadn't drunk good wine since he arrived at Greenton.

"Hey, hey, we also found a wine cellar, you know? There were enough ales, beers, and wines in the barrels to drink until the end of the world. Shield Splitter Danny said excitedly, his rough voice echoing through the room, and the servants were terrified by the two rough warriors.

"Oh, so much wine, it looks like it can be sold for a good price." Bruce's face was overjoyed when he heard this, and when he was about to ask, he saw Sir Wayne's face as flat as a sculpture.

"Lord Baron, watch your demeanor. Lord Edward, Baroness, is preparing for the canonization ceremony, and asks you to leave. Sir Wayne walked up to Edward and Shield Splitter Danny and said to them with a serious expression.

"Uh~~." Suddenly, Shield Splitter burps at Sir Wayne, and the smell of alcohol fills the room.

"Wow, hahahaha, you drunkard." Edward on the side covered his nose and scolded with a grin.

"No, I'm not drunk." Splitting Shield Danny said loudly as he held up his glass.

"Poof." Bruce couldn't hold back his laughter, Sir Wayne's face became even more stinky, and Bruce quickly coughed lightly, trying to maintain the demeanor of a baron.

The servants managed to push Edward and Danny out the door, and while Bruce pretended to check his clothes in the mirror, Sir Wayne walked up to Bruce and looked at him.

"Ahem, I know what you're trying to say, but these people are my companions, and they have to attend the ceremonial feast." Bruce said to Sir Wayne.

"Alas, Lord Baron, I still have to say that the ceremony of canonization is very important, although there is no doubt about your bloodline, but only by establishing a relationship with the knights of the family in the ceremony can you ensure the stability of your rule, so there must be no mistakes." Sir Wayne said to Bruce solemnly.

"Got it, got it." Bruce swallowed a mouthful of saliva, how did he feel like he was standing in front of the head teacher.