Half an hour later, the first dish was brought out.
Two blurs flashed past, and the wooden basin that had just been filled with food was now completely empty.
Valerion, Nephris, and Morwena, who had just picked up their knives and forks, silently put them down again.
"Clara, can't you show a little restraint?"
After stuffing all the roasted meat in her hands into her stomach, Clara shot Belik a fierce glare and said, "This is just how I am. What are you going to do about it?"
Belik tossed a huge piece of roasted meat into his mouth, patted his still-flat stomach, and said, "When we meet your relatives someday, I'll make sure to tell them all about your glorious deeds."
"If you dare do that, then when I meet your people, I'll do the same." Clara crossed her arms and stared at Belik, speaking indifferently.
"I'll do it first, you ugly freak."
"You damned bastard, I'm going to teach you a proper lesson."
Seeing the two about to start arguing, Nephris stood up and pressed both Clara and Belik back onto their wooden stools. "Keep arguing, and I'll beat the two of you up first."
Upon hearing that, Clara and Belik glared at each other before finally stopping their quarrel.
Mostly because neither of them could beat Nephris. If they could, they would not have listened to her.
As dish after dish was brought out, Clara and Belik began focusing entirely on snatching food.
After repeatedly picking up their knives and forks, only to put them down again, the other three simply sat nearby and watched.
Until these two gluttons were at least half full, there would be no food left for them.
Time slowly passed. Night fell, and the Adventurer's Tavern began to fill with customers. Yet