The Augustine Family's Trash

She had all sorts of questions. But when she heard Dole say that his father had died and his mother had remarried, much of her curiosity faded.

It was hard to imagine how Dole, now so formidable, had survived back then.

Still, Dole's later experiences were rather fantastical. He had saved a visitor from beyond the realm, and from then on, there had been no stopping him. In barely a dozen years, he had already reached heights others could never attain in a lifetime.

It was too inspiring, too moving.

Elreya had been quite resistant when she first met Dole, but now there was a little more admiration in her eyes.

A level-seven Wizard was nothing like a level-seven warrior, who could be found everywhere. This was a true Wizard—a calamity-level powerhouse who could wipe out a city with a wave of his hand.

Before long, the roast duck arrived. Elreya gave a cheer, reached out to grab it, tore away the crispy skin to reveal the duck meat within, and stuffed it into her mouth without a shred of ladylike grace.

Dole looked up speechlessly. Was it really that delicious? He could not even remember how long it had been since he last ate meat. Normally, he ate fruits cultivated in the laboratory, and they tasted far better than this.

He picked it up and examined it carefully. It had been roasted quite well and looked very appetizing.

After going through that whole process, he put a piece into his mouth and chewed. A rich fragrance instantly filled his entire mouth.

It did taste good, but not to some absurd extent. Elreya's performance was truly over the top.

Just as Elreya was burying her head in her meal, the private room's door quietly opened, and a middle-aged man poked