The power of Bruce's clay pots was beyond everyone's expectations, and during the defense of the city in Glinton, even the soldiers of Locke Manor scattered in all directions, but in practice, Bruce found that the lethality of this earthen clay pot bomb was very limited, and it was only a sudden appearance that would frighten the ancients.

"Count it as a miracle made by the saints." Bruce took off his helmet and scratched the back of his head, he didn't know how to explain it to his companions, could it be that this was a thousand years later, or a weapon from a different time and space, discovered by a group of alchemists seeking immortality?

Seeing that Bruce didn't want to talk more about the origin of this mysterious weapon, Edward and the others had to shrug their shoulders, after all, there were too many mysterious things on Bruce's body, and now even Edward began to believe a little bit in the legend that Bruce was a saint.

They walked along the muddy path towards Locke Manor, the white clouds in the sky drifted like sheep, the blue sky, the fresh smell of the grass made people feel happy, Bruce rode on his horse with the bumps, gradually through a small forest, he saw the pointed roof of Locke Manor, and the stone fence.

"It's a familiar feeling." Bruce took a deep breath, he felt that many fragments came to his mind, and the closer he got to the manor, the stronger the feeling became, seeing that this was the remnant memory of the real Bruce.

"Be careful, maybe it's a trap." Edward frowned, and he pulled a strip of coarse linen from his sleeve, which was already a necessary tool for his combat, and if he wasn't blindfolded, the sickness would cause him to faint and lose his combat ability before he could slash his enemy.

Bruce frowned, he put his hand on the hilt of his sword, straightened his waist, the leather armor on his body made a grinding sound, and the semi-enclosed pig-faced iron helmet on his head brought a sense of security to his heart.

"Be prepared." Eve's ears moved, she listened to the movement around her, and there was no sound in the whole manor except for the crisp cry of the thorn birds, which was too weird, so she turned her face to warn the people around her.

The Glynton crossbowmen hurriedly removed the crossbow hanging from their waists, installed the crossbow bolts, and pulled the bowstring with their pedals, while Edward tied the coarse linen to his eyes, and the tense atmosphere permeated the Grintons, although it was the order of Lord Bruce, but at this time no one knew whether this decision was correct or not.

"Forward." Bruce raised his left hand and licked his lips, he looked at the solid and tall wall, and at this time, if a few archers were placed on the wall, they would probably be shot.

However, Bruce still kicked his mount in the belly and walked in the direction of Locke Manor, and the closer he got to the manor, the harder Bruce felt his heart beat, and his companions were closely guarding him.

"We're going to strike first, we're going to attack first." Eve rested the arrow on the bowstring, and she deliberately lowered her body, as agile as a civet.

"You're right, it's unusual, do what you think!" When Bruce got closer to the manor, he found that the door of the manor was closed, but there was no sound inside, if the soldiers were in ambush, it would be fine, but it was impossible for even ordinary servants not to make a little noise, this was a very strange situation.

Bruce also rolled over and jumped off the horse, when attacking the stronghold, it was very stupid to ride on a horse, because the target was too tall and too big to be attacked from a distance, and they lined up in a group and quietly approached the manor.

"Ugh." Eve was the first to run to the edge of the fence with her bow in hand, her back pressed tightly against the wall, and after looking left and right to see that there was no movement, she beckoned to Bruce and the others who were lying on the grass.

"Let's go." Bruce swallowed, he pulled out the sword at his waist, clenched it tightly in his hand, and said to the others, and then quickly ran to the base of the wall, and one after another the Glinton soldiers ran over, they ran and looked around, nervous about the arrows that might be shot from anywhere, but when they came to the corner, no arrows were coming at them.

"What the hell?" When Edward came running over, there was no movement in Locke Manor, and Bruce said to Eve in surprise.

Eve frowned, she felt that everything was too abnormal, according to the hunter experience she had trained in the forest, the quieter it was, the more dangerous it was, but now they were in a dilemma, and there was only one way to attack.

"We slowly approached the gate and then attacked." Eve turned to Bruce and said.

"Uh, yes." Eve suddenly stuck so close to Bruce, there was a special smell on her body, with a little salty smell of blood, but there was also a unique grass smell in the forest, which mixed together made Bruce a little trance, after all, he was a normal adult in his previous life.

"Don't be distracted, maybe now is the most dangerous time." As if to see Bruce's distraction, Eve reminded him.

"Oh, yes." Bruce nodded hurriedly, he clenched the sword of courage in his hand, and prepared to attack.

Eve led the Bruce and Greenton soldiers along the corner of the wall to slowly approach the gate of the manor, everyone was very nervous, so the sound of Danny's breathing would inevitably be a little rougher, hearing these noises, Eve looked back with her eyebrows tightly knit and dissatisfied.

"Bang dang." However, Bruce behind her accidentally stepped on a small stone as he followed, and the iron helmet he was wearing hit the stone wall with a loud sound.

"I'm sorry." Bruce hurriedly grabbed his helmet with some embarrassment, he couldn't do the dexterous stealth like Eve, and it was inevitable that he would bump and bump.

"Hey~." Eve glared at Bruce in annoyance, if such a group of people had been sneaking in the forest, the animals would have escaped long ago, and the guards of Locke Manor must have heard these sounds.

"Rush." Feeling that stealth had lost any point, Eve rushed to the gates of Locke Manor, which were fortunately close to them.

"Oooh." Bruce straightened up, raised his sword and rushed forward with Eve.

"It's long overdue, my waist!" Shield Splitter Danny stood up, helped his waist, then raised his tomahawk and rushed forward with a loud roar.

"Peng~~, boom~~~." The Grington soldiers, led by Bruce and others, slammed into the gate of Locke Manor, and Danny was the best at storming the city gate, and he slammed his whole body into the wooden gate like a wild boar, only to hear a bang, and the gate was slammed open with a ping.

"Wow, ahhhh

"Damn the guys."

Eve screamed and raised the bow in her hand and rushed in, she opened her bow and aimed the arrow inside, but suddenly her whole body froze, and Bruce, who had been following her, wondered if Eve was injured by the arrow, and he immediately rushed forward when he thought of this.

"My lord, be careful." Shield Splitter Danny hurriedly followed, fearing that something would happen to Bruce, but when he and several of the Grimm soldiers rushed into the manor, they were as stunned as Eve, holding their weapons like marble sculptures.

"W-what's going on?" Bruce looked at the scene in front of him, and he was so surprised that he could barely close his mouth.

In the manor, Sir Wayne knelt on one knee in the direction of the gate in knight's armor, his sword in both hands, and behind him were Locke's soldiers, who wore armor but kept their shields and spears at their sides, and behind the sergeants were Locke's servants, who were prostrate on the ground in terror.

"Lord Bruce, the new baron of the Locke family, welcome back to Locke Manor." Sir Wayne raised his head, and he said to him as he looked at Bruce, who had raised his sword in his hand like a desperate picture.

"You, do you really want me to be a baron?" Bruce stared at Sir Wayne in surprise, he didn't expect that he would become a baron and the master of Locke Manor so easily.

"Wow, ahhhh Suddenly, Edward, who had his eyes tied with linen, rushed in with a lit clay pot in his hand.