63. Chapter 63 Ranch’s Public Service Announcement
Chapter 63 Ranchi’s Public Service Announcement
The bright lights of the Demon King’s Imperial Dining Room reflected on the high quality black decorations, the elegant dining table, the comfortable seats, the exquisite tableware, every part of it was luxurious.
The light jumped in the corners of the floor tiles, the crystals of the handmade ice, the luster of the wine bottles, the mist of the freshly served meals, everything became more and more stunning under the refraction of the light.
“We focus on honesty, wholeness and naturalness of our ingredients, so if you two have any feedback or comments, please feel free to let us know.”
The demonic waitress said to Ranch and Huberian as she gracefully placed their meal orders on the table.
She elegantly placed the ordered dishes on the table in front of Ranchi and Huberian as if she were a professional nobleman’s attendant, her movements steady and smooth.
One was an appetizer of freshly sizzled beef cut into bite-sized pieces, sprinkled with herbs, fried saltwort leaves, and slices of clear pear, then spread on a thin slice of black bread.
The other appeared to be thick slices of venison as an ingredient, marinated in salt and black pepper, then pan-fried until charred on the outside and soft on the inside, with thin slices of black truffle placed between the venison for a rich aroma, served with a spiced snowflake on the side and a glass of red wine jus.
The final box of desserts is adorned with a sphere of dark chocolate encased in a layer of caramelized cheese, with sea salt sprinkled over the top to add layers of crunchy, shiny mold, and the thought of the silky caramel sauce spreading out as soon as you gently crack open the ball of chocolate with a spoon.
Ranch and Huberian hadn’t been able to order a fancier dish because the silver-haired demon had beat them to it.
They could only order a small number of ordinary meals for the time being.
But the presentation in front of them was enough to feel the respect that this Demon King’s Royal Gift Restaurant’s branch in the academy had for the food and its guests.
Huberian looked at the meals on the table and wondered what Ranchi was planning.
“Ranch, you can’t use summons here.”
Huberian warned in a whisper.
There was a “no pets allowed” rule in the Demon King’s Imperial Dining Hall, and no demons or summoned beasts were allowed to be summoned by any Demon.
Without [Poet of Great Love], the key card that served as Ranch’s big brother in the endgame, most of Ranch’s tactics would not work.
Even if Ranchi wanted to play psychological warfare, he couldn’t do much now.
“Huberian, just follow the rules here, right? I’d like to make a propaganda and education movie to the viewers who are watching the broadcast in the present world with the theme of promoting the idea of ‘saving food as a matter of honor, and wastefulness as a matter of shame’.”
Ranqi’s words were full of heartfelt sincerity, he actually didn’t care about the silver-haired demon’s previous behavior that had a slight hint of targeting, and was only worried that the silver-haired demon’s extravagant attitude of being drunk on gold and wine would affect the teenagers in the present world who were watching the live broadcast.
As a civilized role model squad, they had the need to set an example.
Passing on positive and healthy values and leading a good lead.
“You have to ……”
A bad feeling welled up in Huberian’s heart, yet before she could finish her sentence, she realized that Ranch had already started.
Only to see that the color of Ranchi’s face was instantly worse for some reason.
“Mr. Manager.”
Ranchi raised his hand and shouted softly.
The manager walked quickly towards them at a worldly pace that was clearly easier for Ranch and Huberian to deal with than the silver-haired demon that had put the entire restaurant on edge.
“Excuse me, Mr. Manager, I’m feeling a little queasy in the chest, do you have any drinks here that can warm the body?”
Rancic looked at the manager, his hand shaking as he raised the glass in his hand.
His voice sounded pained and hoarse, like a wounded beast that was trying to hide its persistent illness.
“Yes, please hold.”
The manager nodded and then took the empty glass from Ranch’s hand and walked in the direction of the distant wine cooler, ready to serve Ranch as he had requested.
Next.
Looking very much like a physically and mentally challenged person, Ranch held the utensils in his trembling hands and let out a whimpering moan as he ate his meal.
If it was in the human kingdom, because this characteristic was so strong, it might sometimes attract some children of very low quality to tease him, such as following along and imitating such a handicapped person.
This type of behavior could be considered very bad.
But such a boring demon wouldn’t normally appear in a high-class restaurant in the Demon Realm.
In the distance, the long table on the other side of the restaurant. The corner of the silver-haired demon’s eye flicked to Ranch, and the corner of his mouth looked disdainful with a few regretful curves, and he glanced superficially at Huberian again before pulling his gaze back and refocusing on his own feast.
That glow demon was weak and powerless, even needing the pity and care of her fellow female demons, and even after graduating, she was still just a pathetic creature who couldn’t rise to the top in the demon world.
The red wine bottle in the silver-haired demon’s hand gently tilted, the deep red liquid slowly flowed into the glass like a thin red line, and on his face, the impatient expression gradually dispersed, replaced by enjoyable satisfaction.
Ranch’s presence, to him, was a joke that lifted him slightly, a brief insight.
It was quickly drowned out in the meal he had eaten and the wine he had drunk.
The atmosphere in the restaurant tended to be calm, as if it were a black treasure box, with only small lights twinkling like diamonds.
The tables were stilled with cutlery and glass containers on black tablecloths, there was a small menu by each table, and most of the patrons who were eating were silent or spoke in soft voices.
Outside the window was the night view of Purgatory City, lights like shooting stars across the sky, the air was filled with the aroma of the intertwining of the magical world’s meals, and the light and shadows revealed a mysterious and elegant atmosphere.
Under this camera language.
Ranchi took advantage of this moment that no one had noticed.
Silently, he helped the silver-haired demon heal a few times.
The sudden, sharp pain caused the silver-haired, who was elegantly tasting his food, to change his face dramatically, and his hand began to tremble and let out a wailing sound.
Next, Ranchi also began to imitate the silver-haired demon’s state, and the silver-haired demon’s movements and sounds were completely synchronized with the silver-haired demon’s movements and sounds as he lifted his spoon and trembled, emitting the same frequency and rhythm of wailing sounds.
“?”
The silver-haired demon sensed it.
It was Ranch who was shading him with non-offensive magic, and even deliberately mimicking his state to humiliate him.
Originally, the silver-haired demon had already planned to ignore Ranchi, but he didn’t expect Ranchi to take the initiative to find trouble without knowing what to do.
The consequences, then, would also be quite serious.
……
At this time, the restaurant manager, who had just walked back and witnessed all of this, froze in place.
He looked at the silver haired demon and then at Ranch, both demons acting like cripples, their movements and voices even almost synchronized.
The manager suddenly sped up and walked quickly over to the silver haired demon!
“Don’t mimic or play tricks on handicapped demons!”
The manager shouted and slapped down towards the silver-haired demon’s head.
It knocked the silver haired demon’s entire head sideways.
Inside this restaurant, insulting other customers was never allowed!
……
Far away.
Ranchi was still continuing to shake his hands as if nothing had happened, as if he hadn’t seen the silver-haired demon in the distance who had already fallen on the spot, and was only concentrating on the meal in front of him, physically disabled.
Any way you look at it, it was the silver-haired demon that was just mimicking the truly handicapped Ranch.
“Love food, start with every little thing.”
Ranchi finally looked relieved as he muttered to himself, uttering the propaganda line.
The public service announcement, thus ended.
“???”
Hubertarian’s eyelids fluttered.
She had underestimated the lower limits of this thing’s inappropriate people after all!
(End of chapter)