The preparations for the Demon Feast reached 17:45.
Chef Timmy removed his mask, curled his tongue into a loudspeaker, and shouted:
"The serving passage is now open. Everyone, finish serving your dishes within fifteen minutes. Anyone who exceeds the time limit will lose their eligibility for the Demon Feast and be required to pay 100% of the kitchen costs.
"Also, Boss arrived at the Banquet Hall ahead of schedule today. Please mind your etiquette when serving."
"What? Boss is already here!"
Catherine, who was arranging her dish, was startled and nearly dropped the little octopus she had just finished making.
As soon as these words were spoken, the four head chefs—Mr. Rabbit, Jaen, Yate, and Beast Tamer Zoke—served their dishes almost simultaneously. Absolute confidence hung on all their faces. Boss Meat's interference was merely a minor disturbance to them.
Before leaving the kitchen, Zoke also glanced back with concern at his little madman brother.
Who would have thought that one look would leave him suddenly stunned?
"What is he doing?"
William was currently standing in a standard horse stance before a thick, massive clay pot. Both his palms hovered beside the bottom of the pot, while the hems of his ash-gray clothes fluttered behind him.
An Ember Eye had grown in each of his palms. Together, they released the power of the evil sun to intensify the flames. If not for the clay pot's extraordinary heat resistance, it would have been burned straight through.
A small black figure stood on William's shoulder, continually adding a mixed solution with an extremely high boiling point to the pot, ensuring that the total amount of liquid inside remained at two-thirds of the pot's overall volume.
"This is completely different from the dishes he made the last few times... William actually dared to innovate