Dekan's Home-Turf Principle

Dekan naturally switched into work mode.

With a perfect professional smile, I entered the restaurant's service area.

The closer you get to the center, the more you'll find that this restaurant is even more luxurious than Chef Batchel's Cooking Classroom. Even though the theme color is dark, it is full of an elegance that ordinary restaurants should not have.

Dekan's job is simple.

They wait in a place that won't disturb their esteemed customers while keeping a close eye on their movements, emphasizing being available whenever needed.

As for food delivery, it seems he doesn't need to worry about that at all.

Other jailers will handle it.

However, before Dekan could even enter standby mode, he saw several demons beckoning to him.

From the moment Dekan arrived at the dining hall with the Jailer, they were all completely captivated by Dekan.

These powerful demons lack nothing on this level.

The only thing lacking is a beautiful female demon.

New prison guards only arrive every so often.

It's like a lottery.

Even female demons aren't necessarily beautiful.

Unexpectedly, this time they've sent such a perfect Succubus jailer.

Logically speaking, such Succubus wouldn't be particularly rare if they were still free in the Demon Realm.

But for such a beautiful Succubus to appear in prison is already incredibly lucky.

Moreover...

This Succubus looks unusual.

First of all, the jailers who can reach the third level must be quite strong.

Secondly, this Succubus was unlike any Succubus they had ever encountered.

She exuded a kind of sanctity, like that of a human nun.

In addition, there was her elegant and dignified demeanor.

This, in turn, gave the Succubus an extraordinary charm.

Every demon noble present wanted to have her!

Upon seeing the customers waving, Dekan naturally walked towards them with a gentle demeanor.

His steps were elegant yet swift, and he quickly reached the table of demon nobles.

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

"I asked in a soft voice, "Dekan asked.

"Miss, are you familiar with the rules on this floor?"

Among the demon nobles at this table, the demon closest to Dekan spoke first and asked a question.

His scaly face wore a forced gentlemanly smile, but he made no attempt to hide the contempt and arrogance in his eyes.

"Yes, I know."

Dekan nodded in reply.

"That makes things easier. Would you like to come back with me later?"

"Going back" means...?

"Hehe, do you really like to pretend?"

"Excuse me, sir, I really don't understand what you're saying."

Dekan looked slightly worried and asked in a puzzled tone.

"Do I really have to spell it out? I want to do with you some things that lowly Succubus like you love to do."

The Scaled Demon smiled as if examining a toy, and spoke in a commanding tone.

"I'm sorry, please allow me to refuse."

Dekan politely declined.

The Scaled Demon's face immediately fell, and just as he was about to attack, the silver-haired, slick-back demon beside him laughed.

"Looks like she's not interested in you, but that's alright."

The Silver-Haired Demon patted the Scaled Demon on the shoulder, then looked at Dekan with a mocking expression:

"As long as you choose any one of us, he can't do anything to you. You're very clever. Tell me, who do you want to choose?"

These few devils, who wield immense power, have long been accustomed to doing whatever they want.

Even in prison.

This prison exists solely to serve them.

Therefore, in their understanding...

No lowly jailer would ever attempt to disobey their orders.

After all, even if you manage to get all the way down to the lower prison levels...

Will I still be able to get along with others after returning to the Demon Realm?

We'd better curry favor with them here.

"..."

Dekan roughly understood what these demons meant.

I don't know why, but demons are all very easy to understand.

He fell silent for a moment.

The atmosphere of the Demon Realm.

That's outrageous!

It needs to be addressed.

Dekan is a prison guard; these idiots are the prisoners.

Why does it seem like they've taken over?

Moreover, their attitude was very wrong.

Dekan take a step back and assume...

Several young, wealthy prison guards attempted to seduce a pretty prison officer.

Can't you at least show some basic respect?

What kind of manners are these!

Is it so hard to act like a prince before luring someone into the room?

Now it's like a group of "Brother Wang" and "Boss Wang" met a naive female college student forced by poverty at a club and pressured her to do things that involved selling herself.

Dekan is now feeling a bit confused about what role he's playing.

Was he a prison guard, a waiter, or a hostess?

For a moment, Dekan even considered becoming the Proxy of the Devil King.

Let's cleanse the Demon Realm of this trash.

However, Dekan thought about it.

When he first arrived at the Demon Academy, he would have immediately helped the Demon King teach these idiots a lesson without hesitation.

But.

From a human perspective, especially from the perspective of an outsider.

If I were to turn against them right now...

It would make it seem like all my previous genuine desire to work hard and get rich was fake.

From a human perspective, it actually makes us seem more terrifying.

Dekan is genuinely trying to salvage his reputation.

Even on the second floor, he was already feeling a bit like giving up.

But he quickly mustered his courage and strengthened his resolve to do good deeds and accumulate merit.

After all, it's not just a matter of his own reputation now; he also needs to consider Tata's future.

He realized that his actions on the first two levels had unintentionally had a huge impact on Tata.

Right now, he's using something resembling Tata.

So before the [Blood Mimicry] is dispelled and he returns to his original form, Dekan decides to endure it.

He had a plan that would allow him to act with impunity while maintaining a positive public image.

But what you need to do now is keep smiling.

Patience is also a skill.

He felt his reputation was about to explode and he would fall into a "Lord of Calamity" crisis, mainly because he had never considered a strategy of tolerance.

He is no longer a student at the Demon Academy.

Instead, they are workplace demons who have entered a demonic society.

Even if the leader and the client are incredibly foolish, he will still try to handle the problem in a wise way.

He needs to try to learn to be tolerant and forgiving.

This time, consider it an act of mercy towards these few cerebral palsy demons.

Dekan decided to control his anger and practice self-discipline!

"So, who would you like to choose? Please tell me your answer."

The demon sitting opposite Dekan extended his hand and asked.

I won't choose anyone.

Dekan calmly shook his head, his voice still gentle.

"?"

The demons looked at Dekan with some surprise.

"Have you thought it through?"

The Silver-Haired Demon, who had previously seemed to be helping Dekan out, had lost all his previous elegant facade and coldly looked at Dekan, asking a question.

"Well, I have reasons why I absolutely cannot comply with your request."

Dekan answered firmly.

"Oh, tell me about it?"

The Silver-Haired Demon laughed in exasperation.

The other demons shared a similar attitude.

They seemed certain that Dekan couldn't find a suitable reason to refuse them.

What's the difference between Succubus refusing customers and a bus refusing passengers?

All they need is for Dekan to give a reason why they feel their intelligence has been insulted.

They will never let Dekan go.

Dekan: "I am a minor."

The demons. "???"

"I'm only 16 years old, far below the legal age of majority for demons. In essence, I'm a loli, just looking more mature."

Dekan, seeing the demons who seemed a bit bewildered, explained further.

Although Dekan didn't know what age of adulthood was stipulated in the Demon Code.

But considering the lifespan of demons, they are at least a hundred years old when they reach adulthood.

Therefore, Dekan's true age is actually equivalent to that of a newborn demon!

Do you know what happens if you lie to us?

"I swear to the Eye of the Demon above, I am a minor demon."

Dekan pointed to the eyeball above, which possessed the same oppressive aura as an eighth-tier summoned beast, and said with absolute certainty.

The Eye of the Demon did not respond.

It seemed the Jailer had agreed with Dekan's words.

Several demons also began to grit their teeth.

Then Dekan looked at the demons and asked with a smile:

"My lords, you don't want to compound your crimes and be sent to an even lower prison by the Demon King, do you?"

"..."

For a moment, the demons fell silent.

They suddenly felt like they'd been turned on their feet...