47 The Miraculous Recovery Pellet

At the dining area of the Reynolds Household, Leric saw a long table with a variety of mouthwatering dishes.

A delightful aroma lingered in the air. Leric could hardly control the drool that was about to leak from the corner of his lips. If not for his [Demon Heart] skill, he would have destroyed the image he built for his second identity, Aethelwolf.

Leric put on a light smile as he glanced at the table that was filled with delicacies.

Lord Harold and Madam Antonette were both observing his reaction and saw that he seemed pleased with the food.

"We weren't informed that our daughter would be back from the frontlines. I hope you don't mind our food, Sir Aethelwolf." Lord Harold smiled humbly as he looked at Leric.

Leric turned his head at him and chuckled. "Lord Harold, you jest. How could the food served by the Reynolds Household be mediocre? Thank you for having me here…"