There’s Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!-Chapter 226

Dekan naturally switched into work mode.

With a perfect hundred-point business smile, he walked into the restaurant's service area.

The closer he got to the central area, the more he discovered that this restaurant was even more luxurious than Teacher Bachel's cooking classroom back then. Even with its darker color scheme, it was filled with an elegance that ordinary restaurants shouldn't have.

Dekan's job was simple.

Wait in a place that wouldn't disturb the esteemed customers' dining, yet always keep an eye on their movements, emphasizing being on call at all times.

As for serving food, it seemed he didn't need to worry about that.

Other jailers would handle it.

However, before Dekan could even enter standby mode, he saw several demons waving at him.

Ever since Dekan first arrived at the restaurant with the Warden, they had all been completely captivated by him.

Except for beautiful female demons.

It had been a long time since a new jailer had arrived.

It was like a lottery.

Even if it was a female demon, she wasn't necessarily good-looking.

Unexpectedly, this time, such a perfect succubus jailer had arrived.

Logically speaking, if they were still free in the Demon World, they wouldn't find this kind of succubus so rare.

But in prison, the appearance of such a beautiful succubus was already a stroke of great luck.

Besides.

This succubus seemed unusual.

Firstly, a jailer who could reach the third level must be quite powerful.

Secondly, this succubus was different from any other they had ever seen.

She was filled with a sense of holiness, like a human nun.

Coupled with her elegant and dignified demeanor.

It created an extraordinary charm for this succubus.

Every demon noble present had the thought of wanting her!

After seeing the customers beckoning, Dekan naturally walked towards them with a gentle attitude.

His steps were elegant but not slow, and he quickly reached the table of demon nobles.

"May I help you with anything?"

Dekan asked in a soft voice.

"Miss, do you know the rules of this level?"

Among the demon nobles at this table, the one closest to Dekan spoke first.

His scaly face wore a pseudo-gentlemanly smile, but it did nothing to hide the contempt and arrogance in his eyes.

"Yes, I know."

Dekan nodded and replied.

"Then things will be much simpler. Are you willing to come back with me later?"

"Come back refers to?"

"Hehe, do you enjoy playing pretend?"

"I'm sorry, sir, I really don't understand what you're talking about."

Dekan said with a hint of sorrow between his brows and a confused tone.

"Do I have to spell it out for you? I want to do some things that you lowly succubi enjoy the most."

The scaly demon smiled as if appraising a plaything and said in a commanding tone.

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

Dekan still refused very politely.

The scaly demon's face immediately fell, and just as he was about to make a scene, the silver-haired, slicked-back demon beside him laughed.

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

The silver-haired demon patted the scaly demon's shoulder, then looked at Dekan with a teasing expression:

"As long as you choose any one of us, he won't be able to do anything to you. You're very smart. Go on, who do you want to choose?"

These powerful demons had long been accustomed to doing whatever they wanted.

Even in prison.

This level of the prison existed solely to serve them.

So in their minds.

No little jailer would ever try to defy their instructions.

After all, even if you could go all the way down to the lower levels of the prison.

Would you still be able to make a living after returning to the Demon World?

It was better to curry favor with them here.

"…"

Dekan roughly understood what these demons meant.

For some reason, demons were very easy to understand.

He was silent for a moment.

The atmosphere of the Demon World.

Was too terrible!

It needed to be rectified.

Dekan was clearly the jail guard, and these idiots were the prisoners.

How did it turn out like they were the masters of the house?

And their attitude was just wrong.

Even if Dekan were to take a huge step back.

A few rich jailers trying to pick up a pretty jail guard.

Couldn't they show some basic respect?

What terrible manners!

Was it so hard to pretend to be a prince before luring her into a room?

Now they were acting like a bunch of big shots, meeting a pure college student forced by life's circumstances at a club, and forcing her to do things to sell herself.

Dekan now felt a bit confused about what role he was playing.

Was he a jail guard, a server, or a hostess?

For a moment, Dekan even considered becoming the Demon King's executioner.

And properly clean up this trash for the Demon World.

But Dekan thought about it.

If it were him when he first arrived at the Demon Academy, he would have definitely helped the Demon King teach these idiots a lesson without a second thought.

But.

From a human perspective, especially from the audience's perspective outside.

If he were to flip out now.

It would make his sincere desire to work hard and get rich seem completely fake.

From a human perspective, it would make him seem even more terrifying.

Dekan really wanted to save his reputation now.

Even though he was on the verge of giving up on the second level.

He quickly pulled himself together and strengthened his resolve to do good deeds and accumulate merit.

After all, it wasn't just his reputation at stake now; he also had to consider Tata's future.

He realized that his actions on the first two levels had unintentionally had too great an impact on Tata.

The current him was using Tata's appearance.

So before the 【Blood Mimicry】 was dispelled and he returned to his original form, Dekan decided to endure it for a while.

He had a tentative idea that would allow him to act unscrupulously while maintaining his reputation.

But what he had to do now was to keep smiling first.

Patience is also a skill.

He felt that the biggest reason his reputation exploded and he fell into the "Lord of Calamity" crisis was that he had never considered a strategy of forbearance.

He was no longer a student at the Demon Academy.

But a working demon who had entered demon society.

Even if his leaders and clients were idiots, he had to try to handle problems in a wise way.

He had to try to learn forbearance (and digging pits).

This time, he would consider it an act of mercy towards these brain-dead demons.

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

"So who will you choose? Please give your answer."

The demon sitting opposite Dekan extended his hand and asked.

"I won't choose anyone."

Dekan calmly shook his head and said in a still gentle voice.

"?"

Several demons looked at Dekan in surprise.

"Have you thought it through?"

The silver-haired demon who had seemingly helped Dekan out earlier had lost his previous elegant facade and asked Dekan coldly.

"Yes, I have a reason why I absolutely cannot comply with your request."

Dekan replied firmly.

"Heh, let's hear it?"

The silver-haired demon laughed out of extreme anger.

The other demons had similar attitudes.

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

A succubus not accepting clients, what was the difference between that and a bus refusing passengers?

As long as Dekan gave them a reason that made them feel their intelligence was insulted.

They would never let Dekan go.

Dekan: "I am a minor."

All the demons: "???"

"I am only 16 years old, far from the legal age of adulthood for demons. In essence, I am a loli, I just look more mature."

Dekan looked at the demons who were suddenly at a loss and explained further.

Although Dekan didn't know what the legal age of adulthood was in the demon law code. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

But according to the lifespan of demons, adulthood was at least a hundred years old and up.

So, Dekan's real age was actually equivalent to a demon who had just been born not long ago!

"Do you know the consequences of lying to us?"

"I swear to the Demon's Eye above that I am a minor demon."

Dekan pointed to the eyeball above, which had the oppressive feeling of an 8th-rank summon, and said with conviction.

The Demon's Eye did not respond.

It seemed the Warden acknowledged Dekan's words.

The demons also began to grit their teeth.

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

"Sirs, you don't want to add to your crimes and be sent to a lower prison by the Demon King, do you?"

"…"

For a moment, the demons fell silent.

They suddenly felt as if the tables had been turned…