She always felt that there was a strange sense of competitiveness between these two.
But she had no evidence.
This was just a judgment based on her understanding of Gauss's usual appetite.
Normally, Gauss would have stopped eating when seven or eight-tenths full, but today he continued!
He ate another piece of stew.
Gauss silently put down his utensils.
Then leaned back on the chair.
He admitted defeat.
Albena's advantage in size was simply too overwhelming.
Even though he had a "special stomach" that could convert excess food into a secondary mana bar as a postnatal talent, he couldn't beat a true innate power even with all his strength.
Albena quietly ate alone for a while longer until she cleared the food on the table, then she picked up a napkin to wipe her mouth.
She felt truly satisfied.
She turned her head to glance at Gauss.
A look of surprise flashed in her eyes.
She didn't expect Lord Gauss, who looked so refined and elegant, to eat so much?
Really...
