“[L-Lee Seongjin… Hic! Hic!]”
The Demon King, who was completely frozen, hiccuped for a while, exhaling dying embers. He must have been quite startled.
By the time he finally showed signs of calming down, a sumptuous dinner began to be prepared in their room.
“Hahaha! If you need anything else, please let me know anytime!”
The innkeeper, with a broad smile on his face, personally brought the dishes to the room.
Why wouldn’t he? They had paid a hefty premium on top of the accommodation fee and were VIPs generating tremendous sales, including the cost of meals.
[…This is delicious.]
Slurp!
As he eagerly devoured the finely chopped pieces of meat, the Demon King gradually regained his energy.
‘He really can’t resist food, can he? Such a simple fellow…’
While diligently tossing the food into the lamp, Seongjin carefully observed the Holy Emperor moving the utensils.
At Seongjin’s suggestion, he began eating without much reluctance. Considering how he used to just pick at his food in the imperial palace, he now seemed to be enjoying his meal quite comfortably.
Yes, this is impeccable table manners.
“……”
As the thick hood that had been covering his head was pulled down, his hair, which had grown long enough to cover his nape unlike usual, became visible. The hair seemed a bit lighter than its original color.
But aside from such minor differences, it was no exaggeration to say that the current…