Chapter 2: All the Demons Are Joining the Civil Service… Guess I’ll Be the Demon King Then
The Demon King Academy’s roof was filled with messenger bats that evening.
The lower demons were too busy sending letters out that they didn’t sweep through the West Tower’s self-service canteen.
It was the first time Roan, in his three years in the Demon King Academy, got to taste the legendary Charcoal Grill Minotaur Ribeye. He had to admit that the rumors were not unfounded. The texture and flavors were nothing short of mind-blowing.
‘Speaking of which, is Professor Enos okay with this? If I remember correctly, the first furiataur was a demonified minotaurus.’
Roan imagined someone serving him a plate of grilled monkey. That immediately destroyed his appetite.
Egor carefully carried a bowl of vegetable nut stew and sat down opposite Roan. He first murmured his prayers before picking up his fork.
This fellow was probably the most polite high demon in the Demon King Academy… it was truly unfortunate that he was a man.
“Senior Roan, you aren’t going to write home?”
Egor addressed everyone senior, even to his peers and juniors.