a charmingly innocent, perpetually mischievous poet of love, trying to wrest control from Lance.Or, return to the south continent to retire.Lanche had figured out that Talia would definitely choose t...Chapter 62: Lance's Upright Values

"Batcher classmate, or you could just lead us to the hallway where the Demon Lord's Banquet Restaurant is located, then go to your normal class. After your second period is over, come find us again and continue to guide us. Whether it's a difficulty 2 or difficulty 3 classroom, I'll take you through it."

Lanche looked at Bachelor, his tone was calm but couldn't hide the confident gleam in his eyes.

Bachelor was clearly unwilling to spend his precious credit points. After all, for a student like him who walked the line between dropping out, every surplus credit point was valuable.

Okay, got it.

Batchelor hurriedly bowed to Lance with utmost respect and gratitude.

Even during the time he fainted in the music classroom, that illustrious demon didn't covet his two credits.

Bachelor's greatest fear is being targeted or enslaved by a powerful higher-ranking demon.

In this world, the weak are often prey.

However, Batchelor was surprised by his contact with the powerful Ranch. Though this radiant demon was terrifying, a high degree of rationality hinted at something other than demonic in him.

Demons possessing such qualities are often the most powerful and terrifying of all.

Correspondingly, as long as one doesn't actively provoke them, they are too disdainful to target weak demons.

Next.

Batchelor slipped back into his guide mode, his respectful voice now laced with an air of certainty as he led Lynch and Huberlian toward their next destination.

About ten minutes passed, and the scene before them gradually transformed. From a hellish teaching corridor, it shifted into an elegant and tranquil indoor architectural space.

Entering the functional area, the air in the corridor was fresh, as if compared to the dark and gloomy classroom hallway just now, it was a completely different world.

Here, the breath of the dark abyss seems less intense, replaced by a purer stillness.

"This is the place you want to be. I'll come find you again during break."

Bachelor stood in the entrance of a bright corridor, bowing farewell to Lance.

His voice held a hint of relaxed ease, as if he had just completed a daunting task.

"OK, be careful."

"Lance replied, waving his hand and watching Bachelor's figure disappear around the corner of the corridor."

Then, he walked down the corridor with Huberliane, bathed in a soft crimson glow. They soon came to the 【Demon King's Gift Restaurant】 with its floor-to-ceiling glass walls.

This name, as if promising them a taste of aristocratic indulgence.

Time remaining: 9 hours 36 minutes

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The Challenger Ranch & Hubleyan are located in the S02 Corridor, Demon Lord's Gift Restaurant.

Stepping through the revolving glass door, you're greeted by a restaurant interior that embraces a high-quality, minimalist black aesthetic. However, details throughout are peppered with unconventional and surprisingly creative rebellions—for instance, upon closer inspection, the twigs and pebbles adorning the tables turn out to be cleverly disguised tableware.

Large floor-to-ceiling windows make the suspended scenery outside of Purgatory Corridor Academy the backdrop for the restaurant. It is only here that you finally realize this school is a corridor castle built on top of Purgatory.

As night fell, the twinkling stars seemed to be reflected on the dinner table, giving one a sense of absurdity and beauty that was both dreamlike and surreal.

"Guest, please look at this first."

As the demonic waiter led them to their seats, he presented them with a meticulously crafted black leather guide.

The cover of the guide has a unique rhombus pattern, with a faint leather smell, as if carrying a hint of old-world charm.

Lan Qi turned his gaze to the inscription on the cover.

A few lines of elegant text are arranged at the top, this is the notice for the Maowang Yici Restaurant.

No inappropriate clothing allowed inside the restaurant.

【No fighting, brawling, or provoking trouble】

No pets, summoned beasts, or familiars allowed.

【Unescapable】

Do not insult other customers.

Violators will be executed by the restaurant manager.

If you experience a bad experience due to other customers' misconduct, the restaurant will compensate you.

The embossed lettering was neatly and orderly arranged on the cover.

"It's still very demon world style, isn't it"

Lanche couldn't help but sigh to Huberlian beside him.

It has to be said, the direct execution for any transgression really makes the demon world's etiquette and atmosphere quite excellent.

"Indeed."

Hubert nodded.

She feels like she's gradually starting to adapt to the rhythm of the demon world, not because she has half-demon blood, but because she's learned by example from Lance, a demon even more native to this place than any local demon. She's adapted incredibly fast.

The restaurant was softly lit, with a delicious aroma of food in the air.

At this time, there were only a few students scattered in the restaurant, each sitting in a corner, either looking at the menu or quietly waiting for their food to arrive.

Every figure's presence adds a unique ambiance to the restaurant.

Ranche and Huberlian looked at the menu for a while.

The demon attendant, with an apologetic smile, came back to them.

"I'm so sorry for the delay, I've been very busy. Please forgive me."

The waiter sincerely apologized to the two of them. To Ranchi, who identified as a teacher, his attitude was clearly very respectful.

It's okay.

Lance held an elegant menu in his hands, his fingers gently gliding over the paper as his gaze swept across the words and illustrations on each page, trying to grasp the characteristics and flavors of each dish.

Finally, his gaze settled on one page.

This demon lord-bestowed restaurant blends the aesthetics of the Demon Realm with the local flavors of Hell, creating a unique and innovative take on demonic cuisine.

Although I'm not familiar with the specific names of ingredients used in this demon realm cuisine, this dish that boosts attributes looks like charcoal-grilled potato balls and smoked eel. The sauce is probably similar to smoked onion sauce and eel broth, finished with a touch of cilantro oil for freshness.

There's also a black chocolate egg milk soufflé, probably the final dessert. It looks like a fluffy and warm black chocolate egg custard, topped with ice-crystalized crème anglaise. It must be a delightful mix of cold and hot, rich yet light.

Two limited-time menu items are a must-try, priced at 5 credits each. They can grant Huberlian unique attack attributes, allowing her to reach tier 4 combat power tonight.

This way, with a super fighter who can rival the Shadow World's rank, their operational space will also become larger.

Other dishes are just tasty but don't have any effects, those aren't so expensive either, you can order some depending on the situation.

However.

Seemingly noticing Ranchi's intentions, a trace of distress appeared on the demonic waiter's face. His melodious voice carried an undeniable tinge of regret:

"Sir, these two items have already been sold today."

"Are there no more limited-time dishes"

Lanche's brows furrowed, a look of confusion crossing his face.

It's just after the first break, how come all the limited menu items are sold out so quickly

What puzzled him even more was that inside the seemingly spacious and luxurious restaurant, there were only a handful of customers, yet the waiters seemed so busy.

The demonic waiter nodded helplessly, explaining to Lance:

"There's nothing left, and there aren't many ingredients left that can be used to make regular dishes. Currently, there are only..."

As she spoke, she carefully pointed out the available options on the menu for Lance.

Lan Qi was confused.

I looked around the restaurant.

I soon discovered the problem.

At a sumptuous, long table, sat a rather striking demon.

His silvery hair seemed to be dotted with stars, exuding an aristocratic elegance and coldness.

However.

That almost negligible, fleeting glance was enough to feel the undisguised disdain and disapproval in his eyes.

The waiters in the restaurant, like heavily laden ants, busily scurried around him, a steady stream of exquisite dishes arriving at his table.

But the silver-haired demon merely bowed his head slightly, picked up a fork or spoon at random, tasted a bite or two, then frowned, pushing the dish before him aside with evident displeasure.

Then, those foods would be carried away directly by the waiters and dumped into the trash.

Those discarded dishes were hardly ever truly enjoyed, the contrast between the waiters' hustle and bustle and his pickiness being striking.

All demons were looking to the silver-haired demon's eyes and gestures for their next instructions, like mice on a spinning wheel, bustling about in a frenzy.

Even the restaurant manager had to come to his table, accepting his sharp criticism and accusations.

Lancy quietly watched his eating behavior, seeming a little unhappy.

This direct gaze soon caught the silver-haired demon's attention.

The silver-haired demon turned his head, his eyes meeting Lance's for a moment. It was like being stared at by ice.

Instantly, a flicker of displeasure crossed the Devil's eyes as if he found Lance's gaze irksome.

His lips twitched downwards, forming a cold arc, and he let out a disdainful snort.

The silver-haired devil's gaze swept over Lance and Huberlian, as if appraising two cheap commodities, his expression brimming with disdain.

Then, he pointed to the restaurant manager beside him and motioned for him to come over.

Then, she uttered a nonchalant remark.

"Today, how many premium ingredients do you have I'll order them all."

The domineering aura in his words was like his aristocratic demeanor, impossible to ignore.

Obviously, he wanted to demonstrate the absolute disparity between them in front of Ranch and Huberlian, and even deprive them of the opportunity to enjoy good food.

It seems that due to Lanchi's just now glance, he decided not to allow Lanchi and Huberian, these two rude demons, to enjoy food of the same standard as his today.

However, Lanci still frowned at the silver-haired demon's long table, without speaking.

"Lance, forget it."

Hubert spoke softly, as if trying to ease Ranchi's distress.

She was absolutely certain that the silver-haired student with an impossibly large amount of academic credits was not to be trifled with.

In this functional area, there's hardly any room to get your hands dirty.

Lanche's most skilled tactics, such as satire-infused love poems or silencing and manipulating wordplay battles, wouldn't work in this restaurant where summoning is forbidden.

A silence hung heavy between the silver-haired demon and Lance, seated at opposite ends of a long table. It seemed Lance had heard Hubert's advice, his gaze shifting from the silver-haired demon's place setting to fix on Hubert's face.

"Saving food and avoiding waste requires everyone's joint effort."

Lance finally spoke up,

We should consciously promote the fine virtue of diligence, thrift, and frugality. We should establish the notion that thrift is glorious and waste is shameful, intensify publicity efforts on practicing frugality and opposing waste, and strive to create a good social trend of civilized dining and rational consumption.

Lanche patiently explained his values to Huberly.

Huberlyan: "..."

She always feels.

Lanche's idea is not a problem.

But when it came out of his mouth, it sounded a little shady.

Because this person's understanding of things like virtue is somewhat unique!

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