The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 1281

Chapter 1281: A Handful of Outliers

Well...

Supposedly, there shouldn’t have been one.

Unfortunately, the Astral Cup had been postponed indefinitely, pending intense deliberations and what would undoubtedly become rather controversial petitions regarding competition balance.

And as if that wasn’t enough, no matter how many people insisted that the postponement was merely a logistical decision or an attempt to improve the upcoming competition, there seemed to be a general understanding of the far more likely reason.

A certain group of first-year cadets. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

It was quite the sensational and exciting tale, really.

But for one particular institution, the consequences were considerably more immediate.

After all, said group of cadets had exploded into prominence so spectacularly that, more than a week earlier, several instructors gathered inside one of the Academy’s conference rooms had found themselves facing a dilemma none of their predecessors had probably ever needed to consider.

Instructor Moore stared at the documents in front of him.

Then at the others.

Then back at the documents.

Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore.

"Hey, this..." His brows furrowed. "Isn’t this a bit too unfair?!"

"..."

Nobody answered.

That somehow made it worse.

Moore grabbed one of the petitions and raised it incredulously.

"Do they seriously think every student we have is gifted?!" He gestured sharply toward another section. "And this? Since when was this allowed?!"

"..."

"Besides, with so little time left to alter the existing preparations, do they really expect us to open it up like this? Is that even logistically possible?"

Still, silence.

Not because anyone disagreed with him.

Quite the opposite.

Next to the head of the table, the Academy’s Vice Principal slowly lowered his gaze toward the truly ridiculous pile of petitions sitting before him.

They’d actually gone through the trouble of printing every single one.

Not because anyone particularly enjoyed wasting paper, especially when it was barely used anymore, but because displaying everything through a holographic projection simply hadn’t conveyed the sheer absurdity of how many requests they’d received.

The physical stack did.

Painfully so.

The Vice Principal stared at it for several long seconds.

Of course it’s unfair!

He wanted to say it too!

In fact, unfairness was only one of several things currently giving him a headache.

Truth be told, approving the proposal was probably the easiest part. All they had to do was agree.

Especially when these opportunistic bastards somehow kept coming up with answers for every loophole they tried to poke into the proposal!

But just as Moore had pointed out, wasn’t it far too unreasonable to assume that, simply because their current batch happened to contain a handful of extraordinary outliers, every other first-year cadet was somehow just as capable?

Capable enough to warrant this kind of welcome?

Of course, they would never dare belittle their own cadets. This was the Royal Military Academy, after all. They were supposed to be the most prestigious military institution around!

But wasn’t this asking far too much of practically anyone?!

And if they approved something this ridiculous only for the entire session to end in disaster, what would that do to the reputation of their esteemed Royal Military Academy?!

At the same time, if they didn’t approve it...

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