Camilla sized Angela up. Her long and slender legs wrapped in white stockings were extremely attractive, and that cute pink tutu dress displayed her charm to the fullest. She crossed her arms in front of her chest, making her voluptuous breasts even more eye-catching. She was a woman who was both cute and seductive. No man would be able to reject her.
Of course, it wasn't her favorite style.
Miss Gloria was her true love.
However, as a woman, she had to admit that Angela was the most beautiful succubus she had ever seen.
As for being the most seductive, she was still far from it.
She was far from being a succubus in a red-light room in an alley on the Demon Islands. This kind of thing had to be experienced before one could understand.
What she was curious about now was why Angela, a succubus with the strength of an eighth level, came to work as a waitress at Mamy's.
The succubi had been having a hard time for hundreds of years. The succubi who had lost all their top powerhouses in the racial war seemed to bear some kind of curse at the same time. Very few succubi were able to advance to the seventh level, not to mention the top powerhouses of the tenth level.
They only had beauty and charm, but they didn't have the strength to protect themselves. The succubi became the target of bullying by the other races. Their territory had long been invaded, and the succubi who wandered all over the place relied on selling their bodies to barely survive. They were no longer the coveted and revered succubi of the past.
Angela was the most powerful succubus she had ever seen. She should be less than twenty years old, but she already had the strength of an eighth level. She had broken through the seventh level curse and displayed an extremely powerful talent for cultivation.
There was a legend among the succubi: One day, the Queen of the Succubi would break the curse and lead the succubi to rebuild their home! To regain their former glory!
However, in the past hundreds of years, several suspected Queen of the Succubi had appeared, but in the end, they were unable to lead the succubi to glory. This legend gradually became a joke among the other races.
In the past, the vampire race and the succubi were quite close. Camilla knew that this wasn't the succubi's wishful thinking. The legend of the Queen of the Succubi didn't start when the succubi declined, but started in an even more ancient era.
However, at that time, the Succubus King's mission was to make the Succubus Race a peak race. After the Succubus Race was destroyed, the mission became to rebuild their homeland.
Compared to the previous Succubi who had spent hundreds of years to barely reach the seventh level, Angela had reached the eighth level at the age of twenty. The talent she displayed made it easier for people to associate her with the legend of the Succubi King.
Why would such a young Succubus who had been given the mission of the Succubus Clan willingly work as a waitress at Mamy's?
"Could it be … that she also has an unspeakable Photostone in Meg's hands?" Camilla's gaze was filled with realization and pity.
Angela was also sizing up Camilla, who was wearing a long black dress. She was also puzzled as to why the princess of the Vampires, Countess Bartoli, would hide in the kitchen of this small restaurant and willingly cut vegetables.
One had to know that the Vampires were one of the top ten demon races, and Camilla's identity was extremely noble.
Moreover, when she was wandering around the Demon Islands, she heard that Countess Bartoli was an extremely arrogant blood-sucking bitch. There were also rumors that she was a sadist. Count Bartoli's untimely death might have something to do with it.
She still believed the first half of the sentence, but as for Count Bartoli dying because he couldn't stand the sadist, that was pure nonsense. After all, that short-lived Count Bartoli died suddenly on the eve of his wedding. Even if Camilla really had such a hobby, she didn't have the time to display it.
With her identity, there was no such thing as not having enough money to eat. Even if she lived in Mamy's and ate three meals a day, it was just a small matter to her. There was no need for her to stay at Mamy's and work as a shameful vegetable cutter.
"It seems that she might have taken a fancy to the boss. If it's not the boss, then it's someone in the restaurant. Apart from the boss, the rest of the people in the restaurant are all women. So, she likes women?" Angela's eyes lit up as she felt that she had found the key point.
"Cough, it seems that there are some similarities between us." Camilla coughed lightly and said. Since Meg had something on them, then they were friends.
"Maybe that's the case." Angela shrugged slightly. She was a little surprised that Camilla actually knew that she didn't like men, but she didn't expect her to be so frank.
"Since we have a common goal, why don't we form an alliance?" Camilla took a step forward and lowered her voice.
"A common goal!" Angela's eyes showed some vigilance. This word was very subtle. Could it be that she also took a fancy to her?
"I know your worries, but you have to know that you can't handle him alone. I can't either." Camilla looked into Angela's eyes and said with a sincere face, "You should trust me here."
Angela looked at Camilla and thought seriously for a while. As she said, she didn't have the confidence to win Irina's heart by herself. After all, she had the famous Alex by her side. He wasn't that easy to handle.
"I agree to this alliance." Angela nodded. She hesitated for a moment and said, "But after this matter is done, how should we split it? Of course, this word might not be accurate. "
"Split it?" Camilla frowned. She only wanted to take back the Photostone and that unfair contract. She shook her head and said, "I don't think we need to split it."
"If we don't split it …" Angela glanced at Camilla and thought to herself, "Could it be that she wants the three of us to live a happy life together? That sounds … not bad. "
"Angela, please help to serve the food to the designated hot pot area." At this moment, Raina's voice sounded from the side.
"Okay!" Angela agreed. Then she reached out her hand to Camilla and said softly, "I believe we can succeed."
"I believe so too." Camilla shook Angela's hand and formed the alliance of the century.
…
Amy hugged Ugly Duckling behind the counter and hesitated for a long time before she finally made up her mind. She placed Ugly Duckling on the counter, jumped down from the high stool, and skipped over to Rôme's table. She looked at Rôme with a serious expression, and said, "Grandpa, can you make me a cleaver?"
"Cleaver?" Rôme looked at Amy with a smile, and asked, "Little Amy, why do you want a cleaver?"
Michael and his family of three also looked at Amy curiously. The last person who asked Master Rôme to forge a cleaver for her was Mr. Mak. They didn't expect Little Boss to come again.
"I asked Father to buy your cleaver. He said it would be great if you were willing to forge a weapon for me. But you only know how to forge cleavers, so I can only ask you to forge a cleaver for me …" Amy tapped her index fingers in front of her, and worriedly said, "I just don't know if Master will be angry if he finds out. After all, they don't look very mature."
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