Glory Kail's dining hall ranked among the most luxurious restaurants in the entire Kingdom.
After all, nearly every student at the Academy came from nobility, so their expectations for food were naturally high.
Inside the hall, crystal chandeliers hung from the lofty vaulted ceiling, and the marble floor gleamed like a mirror. Rows of long tables stood neatly arranged, covered in pristine white tablecloths, with silverware shining beneath the lights.
The food selection was absurdly lavish, too.
Breakfast alone offered freshly baked bread shipped from the Empire, fruit platters from the southern Beastfolk tribes, freshly fried bacon and sausages, and all kinds of cheeses and jams. There was even a vegetarian section specifically for Elf Race students and a high-protein section for Dragonkin students.
The only downside was that the prices were decidedly unfriendly.
Greg glanced over the price list and silently thanked his lucky stars that he had recently made another friendly, under-the-table deal with Juno, earning himself a fair amount of spending money. Otherwise, he really would have had to find a woman to live off.
He ordered a few items, paid, and turned around with his tray. His gaze swept across the enormous dining hall as he looked for somewhere to sit.
Then he noticed an area in the middle of the hall where an empty zone had formed around three figures. No one dared approach them uninvited.
But the laws of physics over there clearly had no effect on Greg. He carried his tray straight over and sat down beside the three of them.
"I feel like I haven't seen the three of you together much since the Cemetery Incident."
Seated at the table were Victoria, Sylvia, and Catherine, who had only recently returned to the Academy.
The other students probably dared not approach because of