My Prime Minister is so cute

Perhaps the nobles would not mock a beautiful noble lady for no reason, but they did not mind mocking a butler, especially when they saw that he was about to get the beautiful noble lady drunk.

Looking at the three people with bad intentions, Bird raised his eyebrows.

"Ignore them." Mary supported Avril, who was already unsteady on her feet, and said, "Let's just go."

"These three clearly have bad intentions. We need to teach them a lesson," Bird whispered to Mary. He straightened his collar and said to the three, "How about this, Miss, you can't hold your liquor well, so how about I, the butler, do the drinking for you all? Let's drink until you three are satisfied."

"You're drinking with the three of us?" One of them was a little surprised.

"Yes."

Bird nodded calmly: "Drink until only one person is left standing."

After hearing Bird's proposal, the three of them had a brief discussion and decided that it was impossible to continue getting Avril drunk. It would be annoying to see this person disturbing them, so they might as well get her drunk and laugh at her, so they agreed.

So the drinking contest began.

The rules are also very simple.

Bird had a drink, and then one of them had a drink, until the last person had a drink.

Judging from the rules alone, it was an unfair comparison, but that was also what made it more interesting. Hearing that someone was going to compete with three people in a drinking contest, many people with nothing better to do at the party gathered around to join in the fun, and some even started making small bets.

"How long do you think he can last?"

"You're so confident, you must have a good alcohol tolerance. You can at least knock one person out."

"Then I'll bet two."

"Didn't anyone bet on him winning?"

"I know him. He's the steward of the Nader family. He can't drink that well. How could he possibly drink more than three people?"

Amidst the murmurs of discussion around him, Bird raised a full glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp.

"Humph."

Trash number one was not to be outdone, he picked up a glass of wine and drank it down.

Bird poured another glass and drank it.

The two of them drank several cups in a row, and the number one fish felt a little dizzy, so he turned around and asked his companion to take his place.

"You come."

"Okay." Number Two Trash stood in front of the table.

Bird smiled slightly when he saw this, and didn't care. Instead, he poured a glass of strong craft wine, resisted the burning sensation in his throat, and drank it down in one gulp... He preferred wine, but if he continued drinking like this, he estimated that his stomach would not be able to hold on.

No, shouldn’t craft beer be served in smaller cups?

Seeing this, the second-ranked fish's eyelids jumped, but with so many people watching, he could only bite the bullet and pour himself a glass of craft wine. He raised his head and took a sip. The spiciness was so strong that he felt nauseous.

The high-proof craft liquor was extraordinary, and the two drank it without any snacks. After three cups, No. 2 Zayu couldn't stand it anymore.

"I can't do it anymore, you come."

Trash number three stood in front of the table, but his performance was even worse. He couldn't hold on after drinking two glasses.

At the beginning, the three of them were still full of confidence. After all, all three of them could drink quite a lot, so it was no big deal for them to compete in drinking with one person together.

Will it win?

will win.

But after this round, all three of them felt a little weak.

But their vain desire to win prevented them from admitting defeat, let alone the fact that it was three against one, so they could only take turns drinking with Bird again - and the most despairing thing was that the man in front of them drank so many cups without his expression changing at all.

Will it win?

Will win...right?

The drinking contest only lasted four rounds.

Number three was the first to fall. As the one with the worst alcohol tolerance, he was drunk unconscious by the four full glasses of craft beer and fell down in the second round.

Number One Trash Fish was the second one to pour. Although he could drink quite a bit, the result of mixing wine with craft liquor was that he quickly got drunk and had to be helped down by the servants to rest.

Number two was the one with the best alcohol tolerance. For the sake of his noble dignity, he gritted his teeth and drank with Bird. When he saw that Bird's stomach was about to be full and he could not drink any more, he slumped his head on the table and passed out drunk. If he had persisted for a while longer, Bird would have really fallen.

"Accepted."

Bird stood alone beside the wine table, elegantly wiping the wine stains from the corners of his mouth. His expression remained unchanged, as if what he had just drunk was not wine, but pure water.

clap clap-

I don't know who took the lead, but the people around applauded and cheered for Bird's victory - respecting the strong is a historical tradition, especially a clean and decisive victory.

Everyone was amazed at Bird's bottomless drinking capacity.

Bird did not stay to enjoy the cheers, but quickly left the ballroom, followed by Mary who was holding Avril.

"You're so cool! You've stolen all the limelight." Mary was still immersed in the drinking contest, and said with a sigh of satisfaction, "You knocked down three people by yourself. Wow, you can drink so much! I didn't realize it before..."

"Mary."

Hearing the compliment, Bird suddenly stopped and said calmly, "Get ready."

"Ah, what are you preparing for?" Mary looked confused.

"Be ready to catch me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bird's eyes went dark and he fell straight forward.

His alcohol tolerance wasn't that great, and he relied on the system's rewards and his ability to overdraw his drinking capacity to compete with the three. By the time he finally competed with the second-ranked jerk, he'd already reached his limit, forcing himself out of the ballroom to avoid being seen. Now, he couldn't hold on any longer.

Mary didn't expect Bird to fall down so quickly, so she hurriedly caught him in a panic.

"Hey, what are these two doing?"

Looking at Bird and Avril lying on top of her, two familiar figures standing on her left and right, one tall and one petite, but equally drunk, Mary, the only sober person, showed a helpless expression, then... carried the two on her shoulders and walked briskly towards the carriage.

Never underestimate the strength of a mid-level warrior.

Chapter 11 Early Morning

It was already late at night when Mary, the only sober person, brought the two drunk guys back to the villa.

Although they were all drunk and unconscious.

Avril's alcohol tolerance was too low, and she fainted after one glass of wine. Bird drank alone with three other people, and it took several rounds of drinking before he finally collapsed. The nature of his illness was a little different - although the outward manifestations were the same, he was vomiting.

This is a tough situation for Mary.

There were not many servants in the villa, so naturally there were no night shifts. She was not someone like Bird who would disturb others' rest in the middle of the night, so she could only run around by herself, wiping the bodies and changing clothes for these two troublesome guys, one big and one small, and she was busy for a long time.

"I'm so tired, two troublesome guys."

Seeing that the two of them were finally cleaned up and changed into fresh pajamas, Mary, who was busy and sweating profusely, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Logically speaking, all that was left was to send the two back to their respective rooms.

Everything went smoothly for Bird. Mary carried Bird, who was as drunk as a dead pig, on her shoulders and threw him onto his bed. That was it.

There's a little problem here with Avril.

Just as Mary was holding Avril gently in her princess-like embrace, preparing to send the blonde Sleeping Beauty back to her bedroom, Avril frowned in her sleep and hummed, "Bird...is that you?"

Mary: “…”

This is too much!

Mary felt a prick in her heart for some reason. After a moment's reflection, she changed her original plan. She turned silently and walked towards Bird's room, and then...

Put Avril on Bird's bed.

"Bird..."

As if she could feel that familiar breath even in her dreams, Avril hummed and groaned as soon as she was tucked into Bird's bed, turning over and hugging him. Bird frowned, then took Avril into his arms and used her as a large pillow.

Watching the two of them hugging each other and sleeping peacefully.

Mary clapped her hands in satisfaction and left humming a little tune.

......

When Bird woke up again, it was already the next morning.

"Forehead......"

When he opened his eyes, he didn't feel as uncomfortable as he had imagined, just a little dizzy.

The large amount of alcohol I consumed last night by "overdrawing on alcohol" is still being slowly broken down in order to reduce the harm to the body, minimizing the damage to the body as much as possible. At the same time, I didn't have the headache that comes with waking up from a hangover, which is a good thing.

I don't know why, but my arms feel a little heavy.

Looking closely, he saw that there was another person beside him. Avril used his arm as a pillow, curled up in his arms like a kitten, soft and weak, breathing evenly and slowly. He put one arm around her slender waist, as if he was using it as a soft pillow.

???

Bird broke out in a cold sweat.

Wait, what's with this drunken sex vibe?

No, with that much alcohol, I'm practically a corpse. I wouldn't even react to a whip. Thinking about doing something drunk is too much for me. Besides, if I look closely, I see I'm still wearing my clothes. Even though they're pajamas, I guess a servant helped me change them.

Thinking of this, Bird relaxed a lot.

What a sin, I almost betrayed the Great Demon Sect.

After Bird confessed his remorse to the sect in his heart, he carefully planned to pull out his arm and get away before Avril woke up.

But the movement seemed a little too loud. Just as the arm was pulled out halfway, Avril opened her eyes, and her deep blue eyes were full of confusion.

"Well, good morning, Bird."

After seeing Bird in front of her, Avril subconsciously greeted him. Her voice sounded vague, without any panic or confusion that a girl would feel when she woke up and found multiple men around her... This was normal, after all, the lord had a little low blood pressure. After getting up in the morning, he was in a state of confusion for a short time, with only the body's instinctive reactions remaining. It would take a while for him to wake up.

So Bird also replied: "Morning, um, good morning, lord."

"Ah."

After the greetings, Avril turned over and snuggled into Bird's arms, as if she was going to stay in bed again, with no intention of getting up at all... Bird didn't know whether to move or not, and maintained his original posture with sweat all over his body.

In the comfortable and quiet morning atmosphere, for a young man who had just woken up and was in his prime, Avril's still slender and immature body, although not as plump as a mature woman's flint and ignited with a slight touch, was still a match, and if it was rubbed a little, it would easily produce some unexpected sparks.

Fortunately, three minutes later, the Lord of Match finally realized that something was wrong. He opened his eyes again and looked at Bird in front of him.

Bird: “…”

Avril: “…….?”

Who am I? Why am I here?

My mind is racing.

Avril recalled that she had attended the dance last night and seemed to have drunk too much. She seemed to have a vague memory after that. However, considering the current situation, it seemed easy to guess what happened afterwards - it was nothing more than that she was drunk and was brought back by Bird.

This big idiot actually took advantage of me when I was drunk and gave myself to...

Avril's cheeks gradually turned red, and her moist eyes seemed to be about to ooze tears at any time.

"Oh, Lord, this is the situation." Bird said quickly, noticing something was wrong. "Due to some unforeseen and irresistible factors, you and I can inadvertently say good morning to each other. But it's not what you imagine. Something may have transgressed the boundaries between lord and butler... Do you understand?"

The girl didn't understand and didn't cry in the end. Instead, she wiped away her tears bravely, and then, in Bird's puzzled gaze, grabbed his arm, opened her little mouth, and bit it hard.

"Ow—"

A scream was heard from the villa room.

......

It was half an hour later when the misunderstanding was finally explained.

Bird covered his injured left arm and went to the restaurant downstairs.

"The God of Wine is finally awake?" Mary teased him when she saw him wake up, "You slept for a really long time."

"Tell me why you want to hurt me!"

Bird looked at Mary and said unkindly, "Why did you throw Avril on my bed? If you don't give me a reasonable explanation, we're not done with this!"

He and Avril were both drunk last night, and Mary was the only one sober. It would be strange if she had nothing to do with this matter.

"Hey, this is none of my business. It's your own problem." Mary said calmly.