"Long time no see, Lorenzo!"
Oscar Wilde pushed open the door and greeted Lorenzo.
"Ah, I didn't expect to have the fortune to collaborate with you all, it's my fault for not recognizing you earlier."
Oscar acted like an old acquaintance, and after greeting, he sat down directly without any sense of restraint.
Lorenzo was a bit confused. Unexpectantly, Oscar was the guest from Nordro, but... wasn't he supposed to be a writer?
"Wait... are you from Nordro?"
"Accurately speaking, it's one of my professions."
Oscar replied with a smile, "You must know, Lorenzo, writing can easily starve you to death, so I need some side jobs to pursue my dreams, right?"
As he spoke, the silver necklace swung around his neck, his gaze turning towards Selyu, as if the girl before him was the main event.
"Of course, we also thank you for your trust, willing to cooperate with us. With your Stuart's assistance, our routes will be unhindered."
Oscar said as he flattered Selyu.
