The bright lights of the Demon King's Awarded Restaurant reflected off its high-quality black décor. Elegant tables, comfortable chairs, and exquisite tableware—every detail radiated luxury.
The light danced across the corners of the tiled floor. The crystalline sheen of hand-crafted ice, the luster of the wine bottles, and the steam rising from freshly served dishes all looked even more dazzling under the refracted light.
"We value the honesty, integrity, and natural quality of our ingredients. If either of you has any feedback or opinions, please let us know at any time."
The demon waiter elegantly placed the dishes they had ordered on the table in front of Lanchi and Hughberlian and spoke.
She arranged the dishes they had ordered on the table before Lanchi and Hughberlian with the steady, fluid movements of a professional noble attendant.
One was an appetizer made from fresh, seared beef cut into small pieces, sprinkled with herbs and fried saltwort leaves, layered with translucent pear slices, and laid atop a thin piece of Black Bread.
The other appeared to be made from thick slices of venison, marinated with salt and black pepper, then seared until the outside was crisp and fragrant while the inside remained tender. Thin slices of Black Truffle were placed between the pieces of venison, releasing a rich aroma. It was served with a scoop of spiced snow and a glass of Red Wine sauce.
The final box contained round black chocolates decorated like little spheres, each wrapped around a layer of caramel cheese. Sea salt had been sprinkled over the surface to add depth. Their crisp, glossy appearance suggested that lightly tapping one open with a spoon would release smooth caramel sauce.
Because the Silver-haired Demon had gotten there first, Lanchi and Hughberlian had been unable to order the more premium