Elysia and Sylvia entered the England base as guests, but the one guiding them was the elite squad's leader himself.
Tyler asked someone and got a head shake. Therefore, he faced the girls with a helpless expression. "Hm, looks like Admiral Marco Bradley isn't back yet. He's probably with other leaders at the moment. However, may I invite you, ladies, over for dinner?"
"Dinner? I only consume the best of the best quality spirit food. Can you provide that?" Victor butted in.
"Um, of course. Our British Army has the best quality food." Tyler's corner of the lips twitched slightly. For some reason, many of the conversations he addressed to Elysia were actually responded to by this annoying blackbird.
"Sure, if we don't bother you. We can look for Admiral Marco Bradley afterwards. Victor is eager to see him." Elysia didn't mind. She had the intention to cook something in their room, but the invitation came out of nowhere.
