"Batcher, or you can take us to the corridor where the Demon King's Imperial Gift Restaurant is located, and then you go to the normal class, and after the second class, you come to us again and continue to show us the way, whether it is a difficulty 2 or difficulty 3 classroom, I will take you through."

Ranch looked at Batchelle in a calm tone, but it couldn't hide the confident glint in his eyes.

Batchell was obviously reluctant to spend his precious credits, after all, for a student like him who was on the verge of being dissuaded, every surplus credit coin was quite valuable.

"Okay, okay."

Batchel hurriedly bowed to Ranch in deep fear.

Even during the time he had fainted in the music room earlier, the glow demon hadn't coveted his two credits.

What Barcel fears most is to be watched or enslaved by powerful demons.

In this world, the weak are often the prey.

However, the contact with Ranchi, who is also a strong man, surprises Batchell, although this glow demon is terrifying, but the extremely high sanity reveals a kind of reasonableness that does not resemble a demon.

Demons with such qualifications are often the highest and most terrifying.

But correspondingly, as long as they don't take the initiative to provoke them, they don't bother to target the weak demons.

Next.

Batchel is back in full guide mode, and with a certainty in his respectful voice, he begins to lead Ranchi and Huberian to their new destinations.

As the course of about ten minutes passed, the scene before their eyes gradually changed, from a purgatory-like teaching corridor to an elegant and relaxing interior architectural environment.

Coming to the boundary of the functional area, the air in the corridor is fresh, as if compared with the dark classroom corridor just now, it is two completely different worlds.

Here, the aura of the pitch-black abyss does not seem so strong, but is replaced by a more pure serenity.

"This is where you are, I'll come back to you next class."

Standing at the mouth of a bright cloister, Batchel bowed goodbye to Ranch.

There was a hint of relief in his voice, as if he had accomplished a difficult task.

"Okay, stay safe."

Ranch replied, waving his hand and watching Batchel's back disappear around the corner of the cloister.

Then, he walked with Huber Ann on the corridor sprinkled with a soft red light, and soon saw the [Demon King's Imperial Restaurant] with floor-to-ceiling glass walls.

The name seems to promise them a kind of aristocratic enjoyment.

[9 hours and 36 minutes remaining]

【……】

[Challenger Ranchi & Hubertian in the S02 Corridor, Demon King's Imperial Restaurant]

Walking through the swivelling glass doors, you can see that the interior of the restaurant is decorated in a high-quality pure black style, and the details are full of unconventional and ingenious little rebellions – for example, the branches and stones on the table reveal that they are actually part of the cutlery.

Large floor-to-ceiling windows provide the backdrop to the restaurant from the outside of the Cloister of Purgatory, and it is only here that it is finally discovered that the school is a cloister castle built on top of Purgatory.

When night falls, a little starlight seems to be reflected on the dining table, giving people a sense of absurdity and beauty.

"Guest, please take a look at this first."

The demon attendant led them to their seats as he handed out an elaborate black cowhide guide.

The cover of the guide has a unique diamond-shaped pattern and a faint cowhide smell, as if with an old-world charm.

Ranch turned his gaze to the handwriting on the cover.

A few lines of delicate text are arranged on it, and this is the precautions of the Demon King's Imperial Restaurant.

【Do not dress neatly in the restaurant】

[Do not fight, pick quarrels and provoke trouble]

[No pets, summoned beasts, or demons]

【No Escape】

【Do not insult other customers】

[Violators will be punished by the restaurant manager]

[If you suffer a bad experience due to other customers' violations, the restaurant will compensate you]

The hot stamped handwriting is neatly arranged on the cover.

"Sure enough, it's still very demonic style."

Ranch couldn't help but sigh to Huberian beside him.

I have to say that the punishment will be directly executed if it violates the rules, which has led to the etiquette and atmosphere of the demon world being really good.

"Indeed."

Huber Ann nodded.

She felt that she was now able to gradually begin to adapt to the rhythm of the Demon Realm, not because she had half of the Demon blood, but because she had been exposed to Lanqi, who was even more local than the local demon, and became quickly adapted.

The lighting in the restaurant is soft, and the air is filled with the smell of food.

There are only a few students sitting in the corners of the cafeteria, looking down at the menu or quietly waiting for the dishes to be served.

The presence of each figure adds to the restaurant's unique atmosphere.

Ranch and Hubertarian looked at the menu for a while.

The demon attendant who received them walked towards them again with an apologetic smile.

"I'm sorry, I'm too busy, so it's a little slow, please forgive me."

The waiter sincerely apologized to the two of them, and her attitude towards Ranch, who was a teacher, was obviously very respectful.

"It's okay."

Ranch held a delicate menu in his hand, his fingers sliding lightly over the paper, his gaze scanning over each page of words and drawings, trying to understand the character and flavor of each dish.

Finally, his gaze stopped at one of the pages.

This Demon King's Gift Restaurant combines the style of the Demon World with the flavors of local ingredients from the Purgatory Land to create a unique new style of Demonic cuisine.

I don't really know the name of the specific Demon Realm ingredient, but this stat-enhancing dish looks like charcoal-grilled potato balls and smoked eel, with a sauce similar to smoked onion sauce and eel consommé, finished with a touch of dill oil for a refreshing touch.

There is also a black custard soufflé, which should be the finale dessert, the fluffy and warm black custard soufflé, coupled with the ice crystal-like custard, the taste must be alternating between hot and cold, rich and light.

The two limited dishes are a must-order, and the price is 5 credits, which can give Huber Ann a specialized attack attribute, so that she can reach the fourth order of combat power tonight.

In this way, with a super fighter who can match the rank of the Shadow World, they will have more room to operate.

Other dishes that are just delicious but do not have any effect are not so expensive, just order some depending on the situation.

However.

As if noticing Lanchi's intentions, a trace of distress appeared on the demon attendant's face, and his melodious voice carried a regret that could not be concealed:

"Sir, these two have been sold today."

"Are you missing all the limited menus?"

Lanchi frowned slightly, a look of confusion on his face.

It's just past the first class, and all the limited meals are sold out so quickly?

What puzzled him even more was that there were only a few customers in the seemingly spacious and luxurious restaurant, and the waiters were so busy.

The demon attendant nodded helplessly and explained to Lanch:

"There are none, and there are not many ingredients that can be used to make regular meals, only ...... at the moment"

She said as she carefully pointed out the options on the menu for Lanchi.

Ranch was confused.

Looked around the restaurant.

It didn't take long to find out what the problem was -

On a long, luxurious table sat a rather striking demon.

His silver-white hair color seemed to be dotted with a field of stars, exuding an aristocratic elegance and coldness.

However.

The moment he almost ignored and glanced at it, he could feel the nitpickiness and dissatisfaction in his eyes.

The waiters in the restaurant are like ants with heavy loads, busily surrounding him, and exquisite dishes are constantly being delivered to him.

However, the silver-haired demon only bowed his head slightly, picked up a fork or spoonful in his hand, and after taking a bite or two, he frowned and pushed the plate in front of him aside, revealing a look of extreme dissatisfaction.

The food is then taken away by the waiter and dumped in the trash.

The dishes he discarded were hardly actually eaten, and the waiter's busyness seemed to be in stark contrast to his pickiness.

All the demons were looking for directions for the next step in the eyes and gestures of the silver-haired demons, like gyroscopes being driven around in circles, busy.

Even the restaurant manager had to come to his table and accept his sharp comments and accusations.

Ranch silently watched his meal, as if he was a little unhappy.

This direct gaze quickly made the silver-haired demon aware of it.

The silver-haired demon turned his head, and his eyes met for a moment in a stinging look like ice.

Immediately, there was a hint of displeasure in the demon's eyes, as if he was dissatisfied with Lanchi's gaze.

The corners of his mouth drooped slightly, forming a cold arc, and at the same time let out a contemptuous snort.

The silver-haired demon's gaze swept over Ranchi and Hubertarian as if they were looking at two cheap goods, their expressions full of disdain.

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

Immediately afterwards, he said an indifferent sentence:

"How many high-end ingredients you have today, I ordered them all."

The domineering aura in his words, just like the aristocratic temperament on his body, could not be ignored.

Obviously, he wanted to show their absolute disparity in front of Ranch and Huberian, and even more so to deprive them of the opportunity to enjoy good food.

It seems that because of Lanch's glance just now, he decided not to allow Lanch and Huberian, two impudent demons, to enjoy the same level of food as him today.

However, Lan Qi still looked at the silver-haired demon's long table with a slight frown, and did not speak.

"Ranch, forget it."

Huberian spoke softly, as if trying to dispel Ranchi's troubles.

She was sure that the silver-haired student, who had so many credits that it was exaggerated, was definitely not something to be messed with.

In this ribbon, there is also little hands-on space.

None of Lanki's taunts and love poets, or silence and manipulation of words, will work in this restaurant where summons are disabled.

Silence hung over the silver-haired demon and Lanki's distant table, and Lanchi seemed to hear Hubertarian's advice, and his eyes moved away from the silver-haired demon's table to look at Huberian's face instead.

"Saving food and eliminating waste requires everyone to work together."

Ranch finally spoke,

"We should consciously carry forward the fine virtues of diligence and thrift, establish the ideological concept that thrift is glorious and waste is shameful, increase the propaganda of strict thrift and opposition to waste, and strive to create a good social trend of civilized dining and rational consumption."

Ranch earnestly explained the values to Huberian.

Huberian: "......"

She always felt.

Ranch's idea was fine, though.

But when it came out of his mouth, it inexplicably tasted like black words.

Because this person's understanding of virtues and the like is more or less unique!