"My lord, your generosity is unmatched! If those guys knew how generous you are, they'd be moved to tears!" Oliver shamelessly flattered Perfikot, his face full of sycophancy.
Though she knew this fat man was pretending, his expression still made her stomach churn a little.
Perfikot couldn't help but turn her face away. After a moment to compose herself, she said to Oliver, "If you make such a face again while I'm eating, I'll turn you into a stone and make a dining table out of you!"
Seeing that Perfikot was upset, Oliver hurriedly adjusted his expression to a more serious and earnest look.
"Enough, no need for theatrics in front of me! Now tell me how your preparations are going. As the first Pioneer Knight of the Northern Territory, I hope you haven't spent the whole winter just mingling at banquets." Perfikot felt her appetite waning due to this fat man, so she wiped her mouth, put down her utensils, and asked Oliver about the serious matters.
