Don't confiscate my identity as a human race-Chapter 1244 - 808: Talia’s Mother Won’t Dream of Baby Siegler_5

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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.

As Unity passed by him, he heard her voice.

"Our spy can't be your fiancée, I've tried my best, she's not willing, but I'm still trying to persuade her for you. If she changes her mind soon, I'll bring her to you."

With each box brought in, the delivery worker reported the types of items inside to the professor so he could check them,

"This box contains the organic vegetables you ordered, but it's missing some carrots. We've refunded the money back to you, Professor."

She carefully placed the box on top of a pile of boxes in the entryway, adding a normal bit of conversation.

"No problem."

Lanci, having received the message Unity intended to convey, replied with relief.

It doesn't matter if the fake fiancée from the Allied Forces can't make it.

After all, Tata didn't seem to want a spy from the Allied Forces moving in; it's just as well to keep Tata happy.

"Then please contact me again if you need anything next time."

Once outside, she immediately resumed her cheerful courier demeanor, casually conversing with Lanci.

"Okay."

And so, the delivery person made several trips back and forth, finally having brought all the boxes of ingredients into the house.

She wiped the fine sweat from her forehead, looked around with satisfaction to ensure everything was properly placed.

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"Professor, all your ingredients have been delivered. Please check them in person to see if there's anything missing or damaged."

The delivery worker respectfully said, while handing over a delivery note.

"No problem, the goods from your company are always excellent. Thank you very much for your meticulousness and hard work."

Lanci took the delivery note, quickly scanned through it, and then signed his name at the bottom.

He couldn't help but marvel at Unity's professionalism in acting.

Despite Unity's dislike for him, she could pretend to be a chatty and respectful delivery worker.

Unity flashed a brilliant smile, taking the signed delivery note.

"It's an honor to serve you, Professor. Enjoy your meal and contact us anytime if there are any issues."

She spoke amiably while slightly bowing to the professor.

"Thank you."

Lanci thanked her with a smile.

Unity nodded and then left, pushing the cart away.

The moment the door closed, Talia slowly walked over.

"Cat Boss, use telekinesis."

Talia took a deep breath, smelled the fresh scent wafting from the ingredient boxes, and called out to Cat Boss to move them to the kitchen.

"Don't start acting like Lanci, meow..."

Cat Boss pondered how he, as a Ninth-order, still resembled a house cat.

But he was already using telekinesis to lift the boxes and float them into the kitchen.

"Seems we can't count on the Allied Forces after all."

Talia said in an even tone.

"Then Master, I'll go upstairs and contact Tolyado. If he hasn't found a fake fiancée, I'll tell him not to bother."

Lanci felt he truly had to depend on Talia, and made a request to her.

"No problem, I said I would help you and I will. I'm going to cook now."

Talia agreed.

She had just returned from the Shadow World and wanted to prepare a celebratory feast to properly rejoice, and with Cat Boss's help, cooking would be much faster.

"Thanks, I'm really looking forward to your lunch, it's been several days since I've had it."

Lanci waved his hand as he walked upstairs.

The study was equipped with a more professional Barrier, which allowed him to safely take out the Sacred communication device of the Silvermoon Reform Association.

They had a clear division of labor.

"..."

Talia stood still, and after a while, her lips curled into a slight smile.

Sometimes Lanci did say pleasing things.

She turned and headed towards the kitchen.

Ding-dong—ding-dong.

The doorbell rang again.

Talia wanted to call out to Lanci, but she realized he had already gone upstairs and locked the study door, with a soundproof Barrier.

"Hello, this is Dimensional Express. I am looking for Professor Landry, may I ask if the Professor is at home?"

A clear female voice came from outside the door.

Seemingly discovering that no one was answering the door, she then spoke up to ask.

"...?"

Talia had just been discussing Dimensional Branches with Lanci, and now the Dimensional Branch's fiancée had arrived?

Talia vividly remembered Tolyado's words from last time at the Brielda Opera House, claiming he would find a fiancée worthy of Rocky McCarthy, which she found somewhat amusing.

She was quite eager to see what kind of woman would be considered fit for her apprentice.

Talia simply went straight to open the door.

Now, with her identity as a member of the Cerryti Empire and soon-to-be Lanci's fiancée, it was time to assert her claim of territory.

Talia looked outside with slight annoyance at the person from the Dimensional Branch, wishing to make it clear that her presence as a fiancée was no longer needed.

"You can go back now; you're not needed here anymore."

Talia stood proudly inside, addressing the girl at the door.