Bruce walked over and the hall fell silent, the servants and maids stood with bated breath, when Bruce's brother James was still the master, he would never allow his courtiers to mess around in the hall like this, these courtiers who should not have been here would be severely punished, right? The servants and maids of Locke Manor thought so in their hearts.

Bruce strode up to Eve and Edward, Eve let go of his arm, and Edward fled from Eve as if he had been pardoned, and everyone looked at Bruce and waited for his next move.

"Crunch, crunch." Bruce didn't speak, he picked up a piece of bread on the wooden table, although the wheat bread was much softer than barley bread, but it still crunched when chewed without drinking wine.

"What is this going to do, Lord Baron?"

"Are you ready to eat enough to whip these men?" The servants stood even straighter, and they were all afraid that the Baron's anger would not subside, and that he would take his anger out on them.

"You idiots." Bruce managed to finish a loaf of bread before he raised his head and swept over the crowd around the wooden table.

"It's over, it's coming." Hearing Bruce's words, the muscles of the servants tensed, and the timid closed their eyes in fear, as if they heard the sound of the whip whipping the flesh, and the ghostly prisoners in the dungeon stretched out their arms like dead branches.

"You idiots, if you want to drink, you'll have to eat something, pad it." Bruce burst out laughing, and he took a big sip from his glass.

"Hahaha, Bruce, do you want to drink with Edwardby?" Stukov crossed his back and laughed as he said to Bruce.

"Huh? Aren't you competing to see who can drink the most? Bruce asked, confused.

"Hey, it's a competition, but it's a competition to see who can drink the most Edward." Mavis sat elegantly at the end of the wooden table and said with a malicious smile.

"You guys are talking nonsense, there is no such thing at all." Edward said with a sad face.

"Really? Damn it, it's not too late, I'm going to take part too, and Stukov helped me hold Edward. Bruce jumped up when he heard this, and he rolled up his sleeves and said to Stukov.

"Yes, Lord Baron." Stukov had no objection to this kind of activity that would "torture" Edward, and he immediately ran towards Edward, who jumped onto the wooden table with a snort, and a group of people played a game of cat and mouse around the wooden table, Eve frowned and took away a plate of beef, but the food and wine were kicked everywhere.

"This~~." The servants of Locke Manor were dumbfounded, they almost thought that something was wrong with their eyes, and that Lord Baron had joined the crowd of civilians in the farce, and now they couldn't tell who was more ridiculous, Bruce or James.

The servants knew that this farcical banquet at Locke Manor lasted for a long time, and that the nobles feasted from morning till night, so they obeyed their duty to bring food and wine from the kitchen, and ten cooks and helpers were busy.

"Whew." Bruce strode out of the hall, he stood in the courtyard, in front of the green and quiet garden, everything seemed so unreal and beautiful, and behind him through the window was Edward and the others, laughing indulgently, and the corners of Bruce's mouth smiled.

"Cloth, Lord Baron." A voice rang out, and Bruce looked back to see that it was Annie.

"Call me Bruce, I'm not comfortable with you calling me Baron." Bruce smiled and said to Anne that the little maid was there to take care of her while she was crossing, and that she was like a sister to Bruce.

"Bruce, are you upset?" Anne asked, tilting her head, curious.

"Not happy, how can it be?" Bruce was slightly stunned and asked Anne rhetorically.

"But, I think your expression is very sad." Anne has always been with Bruce, and may not know Bruce better than others, but Anne knows very well that Bruce is like an outsider at this cheerful banquet.

"I~~." Bruce didn't know where to start, he raised his head, there was a starry sky above his head, this sky was not the sky that Bruce came from in the world, when he was in Grington, he racked his brains in order to deal with his ambitious neighbors, and he was planning to kill his brother, but the peace and tranquility at this time made him feel blind and helpless, he was not from this world after all!

"Lord Bruce, if there's anything bothering me, tell me that although I'm a good-for-nothing maid, I really want to share your worries." Suddenly, Anne plucked up the courage to speak loudly to Bruce.

"Ah, uh." Bruce looked at Anne in surprise, the little maid was sometimes too harsh, but she was loyal, but she didn't expect to say such a thing to herself.

"Isn't that presumptuous?" Anneten's face flushed, she didn't expect to say such a thing to her master, a baron.

"Heh, don't worry, I remember." Bruce smiled, his heart warmed, although there is nothing familiar in this world, but there are still people who care about themselves, and that is enough, he smiled and stretched out his hand and gently touched Anne's head.

"Whew." Anne's eyes widened, a little incomprehensible to Bruce's actions, and she had a strange feeling in her heart.

"Hey, Bruce, why are you hiding here?" At this moment, Edward and Stukov were holding each other's arms, and the smell of wine came out of their mouths, one of them twisting the wine bottle in their hands and the other holding the wine glass.

"I just threw up." Bruce turned his head and said to them.

"Ah, what?" Edward, completely drunk, craned his neck and asked.

"It's nothing, let's go in and drink." Bruce grabbed his head by the arm and dragged him towards the hall, Stukov laughed and unbuckled in the direction of the garden, and Anne ran away screaming.

"What is she running for?" Stukov asked, staggering, puzzled in the direction of Anne's escape.

"This bastard." Bruce shook his head with laughter, this group of guys who were born and died with him, drunk is actually a virtue.

"Come on, come and see! Eve is about to shoot an arrow blindfolded. Suddenly, Mavis screamed excitedly in the hall, like a woman who had found a discount at a shopping festival.

"I'll go, don't let her do that." Bruce panicked, only to see Eve standing drunk on the wooden table, staggering with a bow and aiming around, and the servants were panicking and dodging everywhere she went.