The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 788

Chapter 788: Reeve’s Reckoning

Reeve, with a thumping heart, was guided like a sacrificial lamb toward the other side of the counter just as everyone else stayed in their lines while watching him like hawks.

Technically, he wasn’t nervous because this was supposed to be a freebie. He wouldn’t particularly die if he did poorly here, right?

Considering how he had already used all the luck of his life on becoming the booth’s first customer, he figured he was bound to experience his usual odds, which generally meant horribly unlucky.

But that was fine.

He should be fine. He already experienced something great earlier and couldn’t possibly be too greedy.

That was what he thought and had been telling himself... until he crossed to the other side and saw how maybe he should be nervous about this.

Because upon closer inspection, he realized there were actually several interesting, more like life-changing, things written on that wheel.

Like that standout slice in sparkling gold that said Golden Harvest Pass, as well as all those items with the word Access after them.

Reeve gulped, and as if noticing his hesitation, the golden-eyed guild leader gestured toward a small display board beside the wheel.

"Ah, if it helps, I can explain the items," Luca said gently.

A dozen necks extended forward at once.

Reeve nodded quickly. "Y-Yes, please."

Luca pointed to the golden slice first. "This is the Golden Harvest Pass. It’s our jackpot prize. The winner receives three hours at the restaurant/activity center, one hour at the cafe, a minimart run where one would have an allocation of twenty items, a garden farm tour, and a limited edition mug or jug."

Reeve’s soul left his body for a moment.

Beside him, several spectators clutched their bags like they were ready to pray.

Luca continued, "Next is the Garden Feast Slot. That one gives the winner a two-hour reservation inside the garden restaurant."

People gasped softly, as if a two-hour reservation was something noble families fought wars over. They weren’t even sure about what it was, but anything with a reservation was bound to be good, right?

"This one is the Café Comfort Hour," Luca went on. "It gives an hour inside the cafe area and includes one free drink upgrade."

Reeve nodded stiffly while trying to remember what was inside that tunnel he’d seen a peek of earlier.

But as if the cadet was stressed about something, he added quickly, "Please note that you only win the reservation slots. Food and drinks will be paid separately. But the general price range is affordable, and there are even discounts for children and seniors. Anything you can’t finish can also be packed for takeout!"

Everyone stared at each other.

There was clearly a lot to unpack there. For one, what’s takeout?

Reeve opened his mouth, then closed it again.

But the young guild leader had already moved on, tapping another icon on the board. "This one is called a Greenhouse Explorer Token."

That got everyone tilting their heads.

Luca’s eyes brightened as he explained, "Since it would be impossible to bring our entire facility over here or to bring the attendees over there within a reasonable time, we decided to put up a mini greenhouse farm. It should help illustrate how we’re able to provide for everything you’ve seen and tasted."

Reeve’s eyes widened impossibly. "Your guild... farms the raw materials for the things I just ate?" He asked, incredulous.

"Yes, customer," Luca replied with a proud nod. "And that is our major exhibit for this year’s expo."

"!!!"

The crowd stiffened.

They didn’t know why the man who had eaten it earlier was reacting like that, but the way Reeve looked genuinely shaken made several people wonder if the food was secretly world-changing.

Could it possibly be as good as the popular food on Star Mall?

The vibrant cadet continued cheerfully, "Those who win the greenhouse farm tour will also receive a complimentary crop or berry bundle."

The intern felt another internal explosion. His heart was doing flips now, uncontrolled and unprofessional. The others didn’t know it yet, but he tasted things.

Tasted. So if those were raw materials and they would be given for free, then wow, wasn’t that crazy?!

Even when Luca described the other prizes, such as the one, three, five, and ten-item minimart purchase allocations, as well as the Taste Tester Bonus that would allow for an additional free sample for the day, Reeve thought they were already jackpots.

And yet there were still things like the Lucky Herb Bundle, a photo op voucher, a free specialty drink voucher, and of course, the heartbreaking yet polite Try Your Luck Next Time.

By the end of the explanation, Reeve could only breathe out slowly as the wheel gleamed before him like a divine trial.

There was no going back.

He had to spin.

And so, with his life apparently riding on the line, Reeve followed the instructions and the guidelines of definitely not cheating.

Then he pulled the wheel down with all his might.

The wheel jumped to life.

Whrrrrrrr—whrrrrrrr—whrrrrrrr—

The crowd leaned forward.

Someone whispered, "Oh no, he pulled too hard."

Another muttered, "Good. That means fate will have to work overtime."

More people had already taken out their terminals. Some were streaming. Some were recording. Some were narrating as if this were a historic moment.

Well, even if it weren’t, just the fact that such a popular cadet was standing right by the wheel was more than enough for content.

The ticker began its rhythmic sound.

Tck. Tck. Tck. Tck. Tck.

Loud, sharp, painful to the soul.

The wheel spun in a blur of colors, each segment flashing by.

Reeve felt his vision tilt. His knees wobbled. His conscience begged for mercy.

"Look at it!" someone shouted.

"I can’t!" Reeve cried back, eyes shut tight.

Tck. Tck. Tck. Tck... Tck... Tck...

"It’s slowing down!" someone yelled.

"Wait. Wait. Wait. No. Not there. Please, not there!"

Because it was approaching the most heartbreaking slice.

Try Your Luck Next Time.

Tck... tck... tck...

POP!

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