The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 894

Chapter 894: An Orcish Entrance

Well, maybe it would have been better if Luca had incapacitated the Prince earlier, if only so he wouldn’t have to experience everything that followed.

Because truly, with a friend like this, who even needed enemies?

It was a thought painfully applicable to one unsuspecting Orcish Princess, but even more so to one especially distressed Elven Prince who very nearly hastened his own demise the moment the door opened with a bang.

Alright, to be fair, it wasn’t exactly a bang but more like a whoosh.

The door was automated, after all. But it might as well have been a bang with how everything that followed exploded.

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Backed against the wall, the Elven Prince, who was still struggling against his stubbornly insistent aide, was seriously contemplating shoving his fingers up Rahil’s nostrils.

He didn’t dare use his spiritual abilities. Not after learning that he was literally missing essential parts and was, by all definitions, an actually ill being. Under such circumstances, desperation led one to truly creative solutions.

Sure, he likely would never live it down, especially now that there was apparently a new spectator, but at least he might live long enough to demand an explanation about why everyone was so eager to cut him open.

"Look. This is for your own good!" Rahil insisted, having the audacity to say that when he was not the one being discussed like a specimen.

"Sure," Elior grunted, gripping Rahil’s face and pushing back. "Provided you are fine with letting them try it on you first, then I will cooperate!"

If pushing did not work, then he would headbutt the son of a gun.

Ideally, that was a solid plan.

But just before he could land a hit, the door that had stubbornly remained shut suddenly slid open.

Before Elior could even turn his head to see who had entered, he heard a sharp gasp, a muttered curse, and then a screech so powerful it made his bones vibrate.

"LUCIO MONTBLANC!"

The name traveled straight from his toes to his brain.

He was going to die today.

And yet, instead of dying immediately, the voice he had longed to hear directly continued screaming.

"You! How dare you do this to me!"

Elior felt that deep in his chest. His whole body throbbed as if struck.

His beloved sounded genuinely hurt. And it was rightfully his fault.

Elior didn’t even have an excuse for that.

But just when his body had practically gone limp on its own and his grip on Rahil had loosened, he heard her continue.

"How dare you wall slam each other without me seeing!"

Huh?

"..."

"..."

Yes.

Sure enough, Elior was quite certain he should have simply ended Rahil when he had the chance.

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It was the second day of the expo, and the hall was livelier than ever.

People rushed back and forth, children gathered in suspicious little clusters whispering about what sounded like the secrets of the universe, and no one could deny that the Annual Expo was the place to be. Especially one particular booth that seemed to draw everyone in.

Some scrambled for free samples. Others collapsed in dramatic pain as the wheel decided their fate for the day. Still more tearfully called their families, breathless as they tried to explain their sudden good fortune. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

It was truly a sight that would be remembered for years to come.

At that moment, however, aside from praying for blessings and sudden strokes of luck, several visitors began to wonder if there was an unexpected emergency.

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