Inside the mansion, which resembled a winter kingdom.

Duke Winterly was seated at the head of a long ice table. Around him, countless cakes of various colors and shapes were scattered across the surface.

A bright red cake decorated with eyeballs on whipped cream, a dirty chocolate cake with black cream dripping down, and mysterious, unidentifiable, perplexing cakes that a pastry chef could only dream of…

None of them looked appetizing.

I had just been watching him from behind the curtain in the banquet hall.

Ding!

< Demon Realm Rank 23 — Duke Winterly has appeared! >

My eyes widened …