With Reka and Tamia on board, the room became much more lively.

Angelyl was amused by the two of them from time to time, squinting her eyes when she laughed, and then taking the opportunity to glance at Oreo.

But as usual, Mr. Oreo sat in his chair all afternoon and sketched without any intention of participating in the conversation.

Time flew by, and the white sky gradually darkened, and soon it was evening.

Tamia put her foot down on the table, and she coughed twice, alerting Reka.

"Reka, there's a meeting in the evening, we should report to the City Patrol."

"What?"

Reka was stunned, and when he saw Angelil, he suddenly realized.

"Oh oh, yes, there's another meeting, let's go."

Tamia nodded, and stood up.

"Then we'll go first."

Angelyl followed and stood up, sent the two to the door, and said reluctantly.

"Sheriff Tamia, Sheriff Reka, aren't you staying for dinner?"

Tamia pulled her hair back and smiled.

"Angelyl, we won't bother."

"Oh."

Angelyl answered, watching the two of them go away.

Withdrawing her gaze, she rubbed her face so that it didn't look so unusual.

Sorting out her expression, Angelyl turned around and walked into the office.

As if fearing that Oreo would reject her, Angelil's tone was a little resentful, like a bullied little daughter-in-law.

"Mr. Oreo, what do you want to eat for the night?"

No man can refuse such Angely, even if he is Oreo Pravor.

He rubbed his sour eyes and whispered.

"Chicken and mushroom soup with a burrito."

"Hmm."

Angelyl answered, just rolling up her sleeves, but Oreo said suddenly.

"Let's go out to eat, it's hard to go out for a meal, and besides, I can't let the Black Queen always cook for me, can I?"

"I do."

Angelyl muttered quietly, but Oreo didn't hear it.

He put on a trench coat, pinned his cane to his waist, and walked out of the office first.

After locking the door to the office, Angelil followed with small steps.

The two crossed Ninth Street and stopped at the candy store on Eighth Street, where Oreo asked Angelelle to wait at the door before going in and buying two marshmallows himself.

Taking the marshmallow from Oreo, Angelyl smiled lightly.

My sister should have been like this back then.

Angelyl thought.

The two continued onwards, through lively Eighth Street and then deserted Seventh Street.

Until Sixth Street, there were suddenly more people.

Oreo slowed down, took off his top hat and fanned the wind.

"Angely, what would you like to eat?"

Angelil tilted her head and thought about it, and said quickly.

"I want to eat seafood."

Oreo squeezed out an ugly smile, "...... Good. ”

The Ocassim Empire is located in the western part of the continent of Aishkana, but because of the existence of the Motora Mountains, most of the seafood in the empire is caught from the Siren Sea from the south, and Turin is less than a thousand kilometers away from the Siren Sea, so the price of seafood can be imagined......

Because of the high prices, there are only a handful of restaurants on Sixth Street that sell seafood, and almost all of them are the most high-end restaurants that sell seafood, which is even worse for Oreo, who is already poor.

Not to mention that it has come all, the pride of the nobility does not allow him to turn back.

Red Rose Seafood is located in the most prosperous area of Sixth Street, and the huge golden sign can be clearly seen even from 100 meters away.

The moment he made eye contact with Oreo, the tall waiter at the door immediately bowed and saluted, and then opened the door for the two of them, and this homely service made Oreo feel a pain in his flesh.

Angelyl also looked around, like a curious little girl.

Compared to Angelil, Oreo is like a hillbilly who is entering the city for the first time.

The waiter hid his arrogance well, and he led the two to the window seat and sat down.

The waitress who was in charge of ordering the food came over quietly, as if she had been waiting there for the first time.

She has a beautiful face and light makeup on her face, which makes her look extremely comfortable.

Pushing the two menus in front of the two, she whispered.

"What do you two want to eat?"

"Hmmm......"

Angelil spreads out the menu, and unlike the inferior menu in the small restaurant, this menu is all hand-drawn by the artist, and the pictures on it are so beautiful that just looking at it makes you feel appetizing.

She had wanted to give Mr. Oreo a pain, but the price was more than she had imagined.

She hesitated, then pointed to an image.

"A seafood risotto ......"

The waitress nodded politely, a subtle sneer flashing across her face.

"Well, do you need anything else?"

Angelyl hesitated and looked at Oreo.

"Do you want two?"

“......”

As the expression on the waitress's face gradually changed, Oreo wiped his hands with a steamed towel and took over the menu.

With this simple action, the momentum on his body changed abruptly.

"Two servings of salmon, freshly cut on the ice tray, mustard and light soy sauce I mix myself."

Hearing this, Angelil's heart suddenly rang out.

She has a good memory, and the price of fresh salmon is twenty gold coins each, which is enough to spend several nights with the best prostitutes.

The waitress reacted quickly.

"Well, do you need anything else?"

"One for ten abalones,"

"Hmm."

Oreo's fingers continued to go down, and when he heard the waiter's answer, he squinted at the waiter and said in an unkind tone, "Ten abalone this season?" ”

The waiter let out a low sigh and shook his head nervously.

"Sorry sir, it was my negligence, the peak season has passed, and now there are only seven abalones."

"Oh, that's seven abalones."

Oreo didn't take this to get angry, and it wasn't worth it.

Looking at his indifferent appearance, Angelil slowly became less nervous, but she still straightened her waist and maintained the most ladylike sitting posture.

After all, she was brought by Mr. Oreo, and she didn't want Oreo to be looked down upon.

Continuing to flip through the menu, Oreo ordered almost all the famous dishes.

Of course, this dish is too much for the two of them, but he shocked the waiter from the beginning, and when she reacted, it was too late to warn.

Oreo snapped his fingers one last time.

"A bottle of Occassim Salute, 182 years old."

"Mr. ......"

The waitress wanted to remind Oreo that he had ordered too much, but the words changed when they came to his lips.

"Wait, I'll serve you the food right away."

After Angelyl left, Oreo leaned back and looked Angelyl in the eye.

It's obviously level-eyed, but it feels like it's looking down.

"Angelil, you don't have to be so nervous, these things are at your fingertips...... As long as you become the Black Queen. ”