"Huh?" Chen Si felt a headache coming on. He glanced over at Historia and Sasha, who were studying the menu with their backs to the manager.
"Let's order this! This! And this!" Sasha was practically drooling over the menu, even though she couldn't understand the names.
"That one's too expensive, Sasha. Pick something else," Historia advised.
Should I yell, "Are you blind? Do you have any idea who I am? The Queen is here! How dare you!"? Chen Si considered it, then decided that would make him look far too cheap in front of the girls.
"Forget it, Chen Si. Let's just sit in the main dining room. We can use the money we save to order a few more dishes," Armin said.
"All right, the main dining room it is. A table for nine, please." Chen Si nodded to the manager.
"Manager! Clear this place out immediately! Earl Miroslav will be arriving shortly. Everyone who has no business here, leave at once!" a lavishly dressed, potbellied middle-aged man bellowed as he came down from the second floor.
"Since when did you start letting any little riffraff in here? Manager, have you forgotten this is a restaurant for nobles?" the thin, middle-aged man with a drooping mustache beside him added.
"Lord Swison, Duke Hreva, Earl Miroslav ordered us to abolish the nobles-only restriction last month and open the restaurant to commoners," the manager hurriedly explained, wiping away his cold sweat.
"Hmph! As a duke of Rose, I traveled all this way to cooperate with a mere earl. That alone is an enormous honor for him, yet he makes me wait in a restaurant that lets commoners inside," Hreva snorted.
"Manager, Earl Miroslav will be discussing important matters with us shortly. They involve trade secrets. Surely throwing out a few filthy