The bright lights of the Magic King's Granted Restaurant reflected off the high-quality black decor, elegant dining tables, comfortable chairs, and exquisite cutlery, each detail exuding luxury.

Light danced in the corners of the floor tiles, the crystal clarity of hand-crafted ice, the sheen of wine bottles, and the steam from newly served dishes all became more dazzling under the refracted light.

"We focus on the honesty, integrity, and naturalness of our ingredients. If you have any feedback or opinions, please let us know at any time," the demon server said as she elegantly placed the dishes Lanqi and Huberrian had ordered on their table.

She gracefully set the ordered dishes in front of Lanqi and Huberrian on the dining table, like a professional noble attendant, her movements steady and fluid.

One dish was an appetizer of freshly grilled beef cut into small pieces, sprinkled with herbs, fried salt grass leaves, and transparent pear slices, then spread on a thin slice of black bread.

Another dish appeared to be thick slices of venison, marinated with salt and black pepper, then seared until the exterior was crispy while the interior remained tender. Thin slices of black truffle were placed between the venison pieces, emitting a rich aroma. Beside it was a small dish of spiced snow and a glass of red wine sauce.

The final dessert was decorated with spherical dark chocolate encasing a layer of caramel cheese, the surface sprinkled with sea salt to add depth, its crisp and shiny appearance suggesting that with just a light tap of a spoon, the chocolate sphere would crack open, allowing the smooth caramel sauce to flow out.

Due to the silver-haired demon's preemptive move, Lanqi and Huberrian couldn't order more high-end dishes.

They could only order a few regular dishes for now.

However, the presentation before them was enough to feel the respect this Magic King's Granted Restaurant branch in the academy had for both food and customers.

Huberrian looked at the dishes on the table, unsure of what Lanqi was planning.

"Lanqi, summons can't be used here," Huberrian reminded him softly.

In this Magic King's Granted Restaurant, there was a rule similar to "no pets allowed," prohibiting any demon from summoning familiars or summoned beasts.

Without the [Great Love Poet] card, which was key to Lanqi's endgame strategy, most of Lanqi's tactics couldn't be effective.

Moreover, one couldn't actively provoke trouble with words in the restaurant. Even if Lanqi wanted to play mind games, he couldn't do much now.

"Huberrian, we just need to follow the rules here. I want to make an educational promotional video for the audience watching the broadcast in the real world, with the theme of promoting the idea that 'saving food is honorable, while extravagance and waste are shameful'," Lanqi said, his words full of sincerity. He actually didn't care about the silver-haired demon's earlier somewhat targeted behavior. His only concern was that the silver-haired demon's extravagant attitude of indulging in wine and luxury might influence the youth watching the live broadcast in the real world.

As members of the Civilization Role Model Team, they needed to lead by example.

To convey positive and healthy values, setting a good example.

"You want to..."

Huberrian felt a sense of foreboding, but before she could finish speaking, she realized Lanqi had already begun.

Suddenly, for some reason, the color drained from Lanqi's face.

"Mr. Manager," Lanqi raised his hand and called out softly.

The manager walked towards them with worldly steps. Compared to the silver-haired demon who had the entire restaurant on edge, Lanqi and Huberrian were clearly easier to deal with.

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"I'm sorry, Mr. Manager, I'm feeling a bit uncomfortable in my chest. Do you have any warm drinks that could help?" Lanqi looked at the manager, his hand holding the glass cup trembling.

His voice sounded painful and hoarse, like an injured beast trying to hide its persistent ailment.

"Yes, we do. Please wait a moment," the manager nodded, took the empty glass from Lanqi's hand, and walked towards the distant wine cabinet to prepare what Lanqi had requested.

Next.

Lanqi looked very much like a person with a physical and mental disability. His trembling hands held the cutlery as he ate, all while making whimpering sounds.

In a human country, because these characteristics were so pronounced, it might sometimes attract some ill-mannered children who would mock him by imitating such a disabled person.

Such behavior would be considered extremely offensive.

But in a high-class restaurant in the demon realm, there generally wouldn't be such bored demons.

In the distance, at a long table on the other side of the restaurant.

The silver-haired demon glanced at Lanqi from the corner of his eye. His mouth curved in what seemed to be disdain, with a hint of regret. He then glanced briefly at Huberrian before returning his attention to his own feast.

That luminous demon was weak and powerless, even needing the pity and care of his female demon companion. Even after graduation, he would just be a pitiful creature unable to make a name for himself in the demon realm.

The silver-haired demon tilted the wine bottle in his hand slightly, the deep red liquid slowly flowing into the wine glass like a thin red line. On his face, the impatient expression gradually faded away, replaced by satisfied enjoyment.

Lanqi's existence, to him, was a joke that slightly lifted his spirits, a fleeting anecdote.

Quickly submerged in the dishes he had eaten and the wine he had drunk.

The atmosphere in the restaurant tended towards tranquility, like a black jewel box with only small lamps twinkling like diamonds.

Cutlery and glass containers rested quietly on the black tablecloths, with a small menu beside each table. Most of the dining customers were silent or speaking in low voices.

Outside the window was the night view of the Inferno City, with lights streaking across the sky like meteors. The air was filled with the intermingling aromas of demon realm dishes, the light and shadows fully displaying a mysterious and elegant atmosphere.

Under this cinematic language.

Lanqi seized this moment when no one was noticing.

Silently, he cast a few healing spells on the silver-haired demon.

Suddenly, the unexpected sharp pain caused the silver-haired demon, who had been elegantly tasting his food, to change color dramatically. His hands began to shake, and he let out a cry of pain.

Then Lanqi began to mimic the silver-haired demon's state, raising his spoon with trembling hands in perfect synchronization with the silver-haired demon's movements and sounds, emitting cries of pain at the same frequency and rhythm.

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The silver-haired demon noticed.

It was Lanqi using non-aggressive magic to trick him, and even deliberately imitating his state to humiliate him.

Originally, the silver-haired demon had decided to ignore Lanqi, but he didn't expect Lanqi to recklessly provoke him.

Well, the consequences would be quite severe.

...

At this moment, the restaurant manager, who had just walked back and witnessed all this, froze in place.

He looked at the silver-haired demon, then at Lanqi. Both demons were acting like they had disabilities, their movements and sounds almost synchronized.

The manager suddenly accelerated his pace and quickly walked to the silver-haired demon's side!

"Don't imitate or mock disabled demons!" the manager shouted, slapping the silver-haired demon's head.

The blow knocked the silver-haired demon's head sideways.

In this restaurant, insulting other customers was absolutely forbidden!

...

In the distance.

Lanqi continued to tremble his hand as if nothing had happened, seemingly not noticing the silver-haired demon who had already collapsed on the spot in the distance. He focused only on what was before him, persevering with his meal despite his apparent disability.

From any perspective, it appeared that it was the silver-haired demon who had been imitating the truly disabled Lanqi.

"Cherish food, start with every little thing," Lanqi finally said with a relieved expression, uttering this promotional slogan.

The public service announcement thus concluded.

"???"

Huberrian's eyelids twitched.

She had ultimately underestimated how low this inhuman being could go!