The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 1242

Chapter 1242: A Productive Emergency

"Elders! Good eve—"

Luca had barely finished bouncing into existence when several startled cries immediately cut him off.

"ACK!"

"WHAT?!"

For once, even the usually frighteningly perceptive Elders had been caught completely off guard.

It wasn’t as though they’d grown careless. Under normal circumstances, people with their skill level would’ve noticed someone approaching long before they got close enough to pose any threat.

Unfortunately, there wasn’t exactly an approaching presence to detect when Luca and Xavier simply ported straight into the room without warning.

One moment, the Elders had been completely absorbed in their examination of the incense burner.

The next, an Imperial Crown Prince and one particularly urgent-looking little dungeon owner had practically materialized right beside them. And while the pair occasionally did something like that, they certainly didn’t make a habit of suddenly appearing in the dead of night!

Several heads whipped around.

"What happened?!"

"Is someone dying?!"

"Did something go wrong?!"

"No!" Luca hurriedly reassured them, only to immediately add with equal urgency, "But I really need help!"

That did absolutely nothing to reassure anyone.

"With what?!"

The golden-eyed cadet drew himself up with the grave expression of someone about to announce a crisis of potentially catastrophic proportions.

"I can’t wear glasses anymore!"

"..."

"..."

"...?"

Well.

That particular bout of confusion had taken place earlier.

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But while the Elders had been understandably baffled by Luca’s rather emotionally charged explanation involving a certain someone’s apparently deadly charm, their unexpected little side quest didn’t end up being entirely futile.

Because after practically begging the Elders to help him find some other way of preserving the Luxastras’ bloodline ability for emergencies without having to keep it emulated all the time, Luca was eventually told that there was one thing they could actually try.

He could try extracting the emulated ability into an essence.

Of course, the Elders hadn’t exactly expected him to succeed.

If anything, the suggestion had mostly been intended to explain that there were more advanced methods Luca could eventually learn. Essence refinement wasn’t something a beginner should’ve been casually attempting in the middle of the night simply because he no longer wanted to wear glasses.

Unfortunately, they’d severely underestimated Luca’s motivation.

Because fueled by the sheer desperation to ensure that he remained the only person allowed to enjoy his wolfish husband looking like that, the golden-eyed cadet somehow managed to pull it off.

The result wasn’t quite like the usual essences they’d grown accustomed to seeing and purchasing, perhaps because Luca was attempting to preserve an ability that wasn’t truly his to begin with. Even so, the fact that he’d managed to extract anything from something he was merely emulating was astounding enough that the Elders had to work rather hard not to reveal just how alarmed they actually were.

Yet by morning, there it was.

An actual essence containing the emulated Luxastra bloodline ability.

And that was the rather unbelievable story Luca was currently explaining to his good brother.

"You did what?!"

The officially licensed mop stared at him.

Luca held up one hand, proudly showing the ice beginning to form over his fingers. "Brother, I managed to switch out the emulated ability after making the backup, so I don’t need the glasses anymore!"

The blonde continued staring.

He’d been unconscious for one night.

One!

How’d he go to sleep after getting his license and wake up to discover that his good brother had apparently advanced enough to successfully gather essence while he’d been drooling peacefully against his husband?!

If Luca said it was that bad, then clearly drastic measures had been necessary.

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