The servants constantly cleared the empty plates and bowls from the table, while dish after dish of food disappeared before Leon's eyes.
The kitchen boiler burned at full capacity, almost as if the Knight Masters were preparing to host an impromptu banquet at the estate.
After devouring enough food to feed a table full of burly men, Leon finally slumped comfortably in his chair, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and let out a hearty belch without a shred of decorum.
After all, he was surrounded by brothers, so he didn't care about knightly etiquette.
The two men beside him, who had seen Leon gorge himself after special training back in Selva, were shocked by the terrifying volume today—even Lokhak, known for his massive appetite, was left stunned.
Lokhak motioned with both hands to approximate the sheer amount of food Leon had just consumed, imagining the combined volume, and couldn't help but reach out to touch Leon's utterly flat stomach.
