"Happy New Year!" Devitt said knowingly.
With smiles on their faces, the two of them sat down on the chairs that the soldiers had added.
"It can't really be the new year today, right?" Claremont said as he looked at the table full of dishes.
"That's not right..." Devitt recalled in his mind, "Today should be in the middle of December."
"Yes. But the soldiers in the kitchen prepared these for us," Levin explained.
"Then let's treat today as the new year." Devitt said with a relaxed smile.
"Do you want to drink?" Claremont glanced at the soldiers and asked with a smile.
"Sure!" Jeb immediately echoed.
"Jeb, quickly sit down. Why are you so noisy all day?" Claremont looked at Jeb who was about to jump out of his seat and said with a laugh, "Then let a few people go to the kitchen and get those bottles of wine. Tell them that it's a special permission from the captain."