Chapter 1757 - 491: Before the Nobles of the Holy City Arrived, Blood Race from the Demon City Came First_3

After "patrolling" around Queen Street, Vivian finally got a preliminary understanding of her brother's territory, which somewhat satisfied her long-standing curiosity.

At that moment, her stomach suddenly growled twice, so she dragged Nanfu into a rather decent restaurant.

Usually, a reservation would be needed for such a restaurant.

However, Vivian looked so much like a young lady sneaking out of her house that the perceptive manager wisely chose not to embarrass himself by denying them entry.

He instructed the restaurant staff to quickly arrange a reserved table for these two extraordinary young guests.

Vivian skillfully opened the menu, her little legs in platform shoes swinging under the tablecloth like a seesaw, her face full of curiosity.

The waiting server became even more convinced of the manager's insight, realizing that an extraordinary guest had indeed arrived at their restaurant, as she seemingly never encountered a menu before.

It was the first time he had seen anyone holding a menu upside down!

In fact, he misunderstood; Vivian simply couldn't read, or, more precisely, couldn't understand some words not commonly used in Hell. Her attention was entirely on the illustrations, so it made no difference if she held it upright or upside down.

As for doing homework in advance?

What a joke!

Would that still be Vivian?

Annoyed by the flashy dishes, Vivian simply pointed at the priciest item, which seemed to be steak, and instructed the nearby waiter.

"This one will do, rare."

The waiter froze, thinking he had heard wrong.

"Madame, rare? That's almost raw..."

"Hm? Is there a problem?"

Vivian elegantly lifted her chin, her scarlet eyes calmly watching him, the sharp canine at the corner of her lips seemingly warning—

You want trouble too?

"No... No!"

Startled by her blood moon-like pupils, the waiter shivered and quickly retreated, unable to stay longer by this beautiful lady's side.

Unlike the "overbearing" Vivian, Nanfu appeared much more adept. He had evidently done his homework, knowing the basic etiquette and food in human society.

Clearing his throat in front of the waiting waitress, he tried hard to act mature, reciting a list of dish names.

"One roasted lamb chop, cream of mushroom soup, and the caramelized snails, oh... and chocolate cake for dessert, please."

The attendant smiled and said.

"Sir, you have good taste. The roasted lamb and cream of mushroom soup you want are both part of our Sir's Set Menu, ordering this way would be more economical."

"Huh? Set, set menu?" Nanfu's facade instantly collapsed, his carefully planned guise disrupted by the sudden mention of a "set menu."

Even in Demon City, they didn't have this practice?

His face gradually turned red, afraid of revealing his Blood Race identity, he hastily nodded.

"Yes!"

The waitress smiled even more brightly, finding this young boy utterly charming.

"Do you need wine?"

Nanfu instinctively swallowed.

Despite not wanting to expose his Blood Race identity, he found himself craving, and finally, in a voice barely louder than a whisper, added.

"... And a glass of red wine, please."

Isn't it normal for someone his age to drink?

In human society...

Nanfu just hoped he wouldn't come off too strange, and more importantly, wouldn't catch the attention of the Imperial Judicial Court by saying something wrong.

He heard those guys are terrifying.

Capable of scaring human children to tears.

As he was fretting, the waitress didn't seem eager to leave, smiling as she spoke another sentence.

"May I ask which vineyard you prefer?"

Her manner seemed intentional, speaking only one sentence at a time.

Nanfu froze, this was completely beyond what he had prepared for, and he panicked.

"Vine, vineyard?"

Misinterpreting his panic as related to herself, the beautiful waitress leaned slightly forward, pointing at the menu to explain.

"You seem to be a visitor from afar? I recommend the Ges Vineyard from Silver Pine Town, it has the most fragrant red wine in the whole lower Rushing River, and its history can be traced back to—"

"Ah ah ah, what a hassle, just bring out the most expensive one, and give me a glass too." Closing the menu with a click, Vivian huffed, watching the waitress who seemed about to stick herself to Nanfu, she kicked him on the knee.

Though not literally feverish, it seemed entirely Nanfu's fault!

Seeing the young lady in a tantrum, the girl clinging to Nanfu like a mosquito finally ran away in disgrace.

Looking at the sulking Nanfu after the kick, Vivian unhappily tapped the table with her finger, recalling a certain annoying person.

Why are there also Enchanting Demons in the Campbell Duchy?

Always trying to captivate someone else's brother or someone else's younger brother.

And Nanfu too, bringing disgrace to the Colin Family, wouldn't it be straightforward to refuse if uninterested? That's why she didn't want to bring him out!

If only this guy had one-tenth of her brother's masculinity, she might have to worry less about him.

Though reluctant to say "flies don't settle on seamless eggs," his sneaky demeanor clearly attracts the attention of priests and nuns.

Thank goodness there isn't a church on this street, otherwise, this afternoon wouldn't have gone so smoothly.

Soon, the dishes arrived.

Seeing the medium-rare steak imposed by the chef, Vivian frowned, but considering her hunger, she still picked up the knife and fork to eat.