honor me as god

Chapter 289 Drunk
That day, at 6 o'clock in the evening.

After all, it was a special period, and Bolton didn't want to make too much noise, so he didn't hold a celebration banquet in a public place such as the square, but set the venue at the Residence Mansion, and invited the soldiers who had contributed to the capture of Chino to the banquet.

The celebration banquet was not decorated with lights and festoons, but the royal family's laurel flag was hung symbolically, and a large table of good wine and meat was placed on the spot for the soldiers to eat and drink with their stomachs free. There were no deliberate rules, full of The rough style of the military camp.

For the superior banquet, Grabo dared not be on time. He brought the other eight officials of Thunder Cloud City and his confidant subordinates to the banquet early on. City-level officials have seen many big scenes, and they are very calm at this time.

As soon as Graber entered the banquet hall, he suddenly heard the cries of two girls.

"Woooooooooooooooooooo" I saw Solandelle and Lorna sitting side by side, both crying.

Solandelle buried her head in her arms, sobbing non-stop, and whimpered from time to time: "He must have been wronged, I don't believe it"

"Wow!" Lorna cried exaggeratedly, crying on her back, the tears couldn't stop flowing out, and her eyes were red from crying.

Crying and crying, the waiter put a plate of barbecue on the table in front of the two of them. Lorna's crying stopped abruptly. She couldn't wait to pick up the fork, put the barbecue into her mouth, and continued to cry after swallowing : "Wow!"

Grab was filled with question marks, and asked the nearby guards in a low voice, "What's the matter, Your Highness?"

The personal guard said helplessly: "After Administrator Chino was arrested, they have been crying for a whole day, and no one can persuade them, hey"

Seeing the two girls crying wildly, Grab nodded thoughtfully, turned around and walked to his own seat without disturbing them.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" Lorna was crying, and secretly glanced at Grabe's back, and secretly poked Solandelle's waist: "He's gone, he's gone."

Hearing the sound, Solandelle raised her head quietly, showing a playful smile: "Do I still feel like crying?"

Lorna: "You keep your head buried, no matter how you look like others, you won't be able to see it! You have to cry like me to be convincing~"

Solandelle: "Then I really can't learn it, you are so cruel, you actually slapped the chopped onion on the face."

Lorna: "Hey, I'm called a professional! Come on, let's continue to cry, don't reveal your secrets, woohoo!!!"

"Your Highness." Grab came to the seat and nodded to Bolton.

Bolton raised his hand to signal: "Sit down."

"Yes." Graber respectfully sat down on the right side of Bolton.

Bolton coughed lightly, clenched his fists in the air, and the passing soldiers quickly took their seats, looking at the stage with piercing eyes.

Bolton got up, put his hand on Graber's shoulder, and said slowly: "I think everyone knows that the thief Kino van Helsing was captured by us yesterday, and all of this cannot be separated from the Thundercloud City Administrator Ge The help of Labo Troy. Today’s banquet is not only to entertain the soldiers, but also to thank the Grabo administrator.”

Grab was overwhelmed by the sound, and hurriedly stood up, bowing to Bolton and the soldiers in the audience: "It's just a small effort, not worth mentioning."

A bold smile appeared on Bolton's face, and he held up the full wine glass in front of him: "Today, although I am injured, if I don't accompany everyone to have a few drinks at such a lively celebration banquet, I would be too sorry. "

All the soldiers stood up and saluted, and said in unison: "General, please put your health first."

Bolton drank the wine in one gulp, put the glass upside down on the table, and laughed loudly: "Stop talking about these polite words, you know I don't like to hear them. Now, listen to me! Today's banquet is only allowed Let's talk and drink together, don't mention any official business, we'll only rest when we're drunk!"

The voice fell, and the military music started.

During the banquet, there were staggered cups of wine and soldiers, and it was very lively.

Under normal circumstances, a city-level administrator like Grab would usually only be able to sit in the middle seat when participating in the Banquet of the Guards Corps.

But at this time, he was respected by Bolton as the honored guest, and he was arranged on the honored seat on the right. When the soldiers came to toast Bolton, they would also toast him together. Not to mention how happy I was, I hurriedly raised my wine glass to pay back one by one.

I have to say, but every person always has advantages.

Grab was mean and his brains were not very good, but his drinking capacity was astonishing. He drank dozens of glasses with so many soldiers, but he was not drunk.

Bolton was always a drinker, but the kingdom's military law stipulated that during the war, the whole army was not allowed to drink alcohol.

During the battle in the desert, Bolton hadn't had a drink for several months, and his mouth was already itchy, so he had a good drink with Graber immediately.

After three rounds of drinking, Bolton really couldn't compete with Graber in terms of capacity. He was already drunk, covered his head and murmured: "Oh——I can hardly see clearly."

At this time, Grab was calm and not drunk at all. He stepped forward to support Bolton and persuaded him, "Your Highness, you are injured, so you should stop drinking."

Bolton straightened his face immediately, with an extremely displeased expression: "Why? Think I can't drink you?!"

Seeing this, a personal guard hurriedly whispered into Grab's ear: "His Royal Highness never admits defeat in anything, and the same goes for drinking. You let him order, and don't let him drink unhappily."

Grab nodded like a chick pecking at rice, quickly put on a drunken look, staggered, shook his head and said, "Oh~~ I've drank with many people in my life, but this is the first time I've been drunk. In this way, you can drink too much."

Bolton's complexion improved a little, he picked up the wine glass and filled it up, and said drunkenly: "Come on! If you don't get drunk, you won't go back. You must drink to your heart's content today!"

Just like that, the two of them drank until the end of the night. Graber only blushed, and Bolton was already unconscious.

Bolton lay on his back on the mat, muttering with his tongue out, "Bed, where is the bed?"

"His Royal Highness is drunk, let's help him go back to rest first." Grab looked around the banquet, looking for someone to take Bolton back to his room, but found that the guards were all drunk, lying on their backs, unconscious.

Graber tried to shake a few people, but none of them woke up.

Another personal guard seemed to have hallucinated from drinking. When he was shaken, he yelled, "Don't put the parsley", then slapped Grab suddenly, turned over and continued to sleep.

Grab covered his face, feeling aggrieved.

At this time, Bolton firmly grabbed Grab's shoulder and said vaguely, "I'll sleep on the bed where I'm sleepy."

A flash of inspiration flashed in Grab's mind, and he said, "Your Highness, everyone is drunk, how about I help you back to your room?"

(End of this chapter)