Rael had honestly expected this culture talk to last only a few minutes or so.
Instead, he had been sitting around and listening to Zareth talk for nearly two days now.
On one hand, his stats had gone through a significant increase, since he spent quite a lot of Premium Coins.
On another note, why did the Demonic Realm have so many rules?
Walking around with shoes in the center of the capital was considered treason?
How did that even work?
The more muscles one had, the bigger their brains were?
Did these demons create these rules while on drugs?
It really made Rael wonder.
But eventually, Zareth stopped talking.
Rael let out a relieved breath.
"Is that all?"
"Those are the basics, yes," Zareth replied. "I advise you to not approach the Demonic Realm like you're Rael Sutekh, but more so as a commoner. Not only that, since you already are a part of the demon race, you don't have to worry about disguising yourself."
He pointed at Rael's forehead.
