The evening banquet grew even grander.
The guests who had originally planned to leave after the dance were also kept at Cigar Castle by Russell to celebrate through the night.
Only the main keep of Cigar Castle had been completed; the towers and walls were still unfinished, so there was not enough lodging for so many guests. Fortunately, they were all minor rural nobles and not overly particular about such things. Several people squeezing into one room was acceptable.
But if they entertained High Nobles in the future, they could not make such arrangements.
"Keep the music going, keep dancing!" Russell raised his glass of red wine in a distant toast to the guests, drawing even louder cheers.
However, after finishing one glass of wine, he quietly left the banquet hall.
In the study.
Baron and Madam Roman were already waiting for him.
"Ah, my earl son has arrived." Baron Roman was slightly tipsy. Upon seeing Russell, he bowed. "Greetings to Earl Thunderflame. Roman Fluorite Mushroom offers you the full respect of the Fluorite Mushroom Family."
Russell blinked and looked at Madam Meryl.
Madam Meryl rolled her eyes. "Don't be surprised. This is your father, an idiot who never grew up."
Russell smiled. "I accept your respect, Baron Roman."
"Does my lord earl have any other instructions?"
"Eat well and drink well."
Father and son carried on their pointless performance, leaving Madam Meryl utterly speechless. "You two, speak properly!"
Then she scolded Baron Roman, "Hurry up and circulate your Battle Aura to sober up. Every time you drink two cups, you start making a fool of yourself. Now you are embarrassing yourself in front of your son. I really do not know what your face is made of. Metal?"
Scolded by his wife, Baron Roman shrugged helplessly and circulated his