She spoke in a bright and polite tone.
"Hmm?"
Lanci felt an indescribable sense of familiarity emanating from the woman.
Moreover, she didn't seem to be deliberately hiding her identity; it appeared she wanted Lanci to recognize her quickly.
The spy of the Allied Forces, Miss Unity?
Why has she disguised herself as a courier to deliver food to him?
"Thank you."
Lanci didn't think much of it, nodded his head, and maintained a kind smile.
As he spoke, he reached out to hold the door for Unity, who was disguised as a delivery master, to facilitate her entry and exit.
The delivery person skillfully unloaded several large boxes from the handcart, which were ingredients ordered by the professor.
She moved the boxes inside the house with practiced ease, her movements nimble and swift.
Lanci noticed that although the boxes appeared quite heavy, the delivery person handled them effortlessly; she was merely acting the part of struggling under their weight.
