The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 826

Chapter 826: When the Empire Queued Up

DG’s booth was bustling.

From tearful dreamers lingering just outside the perimeter to the fortunate souls already roaming the inner facility, everyone seemed busy, distracted, and utterly absorbed by something important. There were people counting tickets, people arguing with machines, people staring longingly at glass displays, and people who looked like they had not blinked in several minutes for fear of missing anything.

And then they heard it.

A clear, melodious tone cut cleanly through the noise and chatter, and the announcement that followed spread throughout DG’s booth, bringing everything to a sudden halt.

"May we have your attention, please. The cooking class is scheduled to begin in twenty minutes. Registered participants should proceed to the venue ten minutes before the start time."

"!!!"

For a single breath, there was silence.

And then organized chaos.

As everyone would have expected, the blessed souls who had somehow secured slots earlier were rallied within moments. Terminals lit up, people straightened, and strides were suddenly larger.

While the announcement very clearly said ten minutes before the start time, no one was willing to risk it.

If anything, the collective thought was that arriving just on time was still arriving late.

Reeve was very much of the same opinion. He immediately hurried along with Thea, moving with purpose despite the fact that they were already standing relatively close to the venue. But then again, the viewers across the Empire shared that same anxiety as well, judging from the rapid flood of messages urging him not to miss anything.

As if he would dare.

But Reeve had another reason to get there as early as possible.

Streaming.

More specifically, asking whether he was actually allowed to stream this particular activity.

While he already had permission to livestream within the facility, this was different. This was an actual class, and Reeve had no intention of becoming that person who accidentally disrespected the instructors and got miserably escorted out in front of half the Empire.

He and Thea exchanged a look before deciding to ask Princess Kira. Through the glass, they could see that Young Lord Luca and Young Lord Xavier were already busy inside, likely making final checks, and Reeve absolutely didn’t want to interrupt that.

Even so, as he waited for a response, he could feel his throat slowly locking up.

The livestream chat was not helping.

[You already asked, right?]

[Did they say yes?]

[Maybe you should ask again?]

[ASK ASK ASK]

They could all see the same thing he could see.

And yet they kept asking.

Repeatedly.

Relentlessly. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Reeve cleared his throat.

"Ahem."

Just as his nerves were about to fully consume him, Princess Kira returned, her expression relaxed and cheerful. She made a casual waving gesture with her hand, as if dismissing his internal panic entirely.

"No problem!" she said brightly. "I already asked."

Reeve froze.

She continued, smiling. "They said it’s completely fine. Actually, they said it would be helpful if you could record the introduction so others can learn about it too."

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