The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 1291

Chapter 1291: For One Glorious Moment

But before there was a tenth, a twentieth, or even a fortieth cadet being lifted well above the ground, there was the third.

Finn Wrenner.

A doe-eyed yet bear-like cadet who’d woken up that fateful morning afraid he wouldn’t even make it to the Main Auditorium because, once again, his insides felt like they were burning.

In hindsight, telling his roommate to go ahead without him had probably been foolish. Having someone around would’ve made getting ready and reaching the venue considerably easier.

But Finn had fought tooth and nail just to become a cadet of the Royal Military Academy.

Between convenience and the slightest possibility that someone might notice something was wrong and send him straight to the medical bay on such an important day, he’d chosen to manage on his own.

So Finn sucked it up and trudged toward the venue.

By the time he arrived, however, he found himself struggling to move forward for an entirely different reason.

Not because he was severely late.

But because a large crowd had unconsciously gathered around several cadets who might rarely be at school these days, yet somehow remained the Academy’s favorite topic of conversation.

The members of DG.

Finn watched them from where he stood.

There was something almost ironic about seeing such a diverse group walking so comfortably through an Academy they hadn’t spent nearly as much time in lately, while someone like him, who’d spent practically every waking day here, still couldn’t stop feeling as though everything might be taken away tomorrow.

Then again, that wasn’t their fault.

If anything, Finn could understand the fascination surrounding them.

When he overheard several students whispering about how incredible it must be to have some kind of connection to DG, he quietly agreed.

Because technically speaking, Finn had one too.

Even if that connection had been nothing more than a complete accident.

During the Academy’s mandatory physical examinations for the incoming students, an emergency involving the heir of House Kyros had drawn the available nurses away at exactly the right moment.

Or the wrong moment, depending on who was asking.

For Finn?

It had been the right one.

Because he’d suffered another flare-up while the nurses were gone.

If someone had been there to witness it, his condition would’ve been discovered, and the chances of Finn ever studying at his dream Academy might’ve disappeared before he’d even properly started.

It was a secret he couldn’t possibly admit to anyone.

So when his roommate eventually found him staring toward DG and asked whether he’d become a fan too, Finn could only answer softly, "Just as much as the next person."

"Right! At least we know where we stand," his roommate grumbled, rolling his eyes toward several cadets hovering far too close to the guild. "Look at those people getting all up in their personal space. Don’t they realize that if they keep acting creepy, DG might stop coming to school altogether? Then when are the rest of us supposed to even see them?!"

Finn had merely smiled at the rant.

His roommate had been so convinced that people like them would probably never have an opportunity to actually interact with anyone from DG.

And honestly?

Finn had thought the same.

Which was why he certainly hadn’t expected things to change so drastically only a few moments later.

Especially when the battleship doors opened and the entire Training Hall descended into chaos.

Finn had never been particularly good at looking harmless.

He was unnecessarily large for someone whose body seemed determined to betray him at every opportunity, and his broad frame had always made him look considerably more threatening than he really was.

Sure, it made him look convincing enough as a promising future member of the military, but that didn’t necessarily help when he wasn’t training to become an infantryman or a mecha pilot. He wanted to be a battleship captain!

Worse, his appearance apparently meant the rampaging senior cadets had absolutely no reservations about targeting him.

By the time Finn noticed the malicious looks several seniors were directing toward the unfortunate first-years standing nearby, someone was already coming straight for him.

No! Please!

The distressed freshman instinctively shut his eyes.

He braced himself for the impact.

For a kick.

A shoulder.

Maybe even another cadet being thrown directly into him.

Except none of those things came.

Instead, his stomach abruptly dropped when he realized his feet weren’t even touching the ground anymore.

"?!"

Finn’s eyelids flew open.

The familiar Training Hall was still there.

Only now, the person directly in front of him wasn’t one of those crazed lunatics, but none other than the leader of the infamous Dungeon Guardians guild.

Luca Soren Kyros.

And unless Finn was imagining things, the golden-eyed cadet was staring directly at him.

"!!!"

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