The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 962

Chapter 962: Drilling Holes

Now, could anyone really blame those with a respectable sense of urgency and a strong instinct for self-preservation when they couldn’t help but question why Luca believed such pieces would make such excellent jewelry?

Because when the golden-eyed heir said that stringing several pearls together would make for great bracelets, the people who had ears almost collapsed.

"What?!"

To be fair, just one piece would probably feel like wearing a whole mine’s worth of Star Coins in itself. And that was considering the fact that someone would actually need to assign a value to something so out of this world.

But to speak about stringing them together?

Like, actually more than just one?

Absolutely bonkers.

Not that those people from quite literally the most influential families of the surviving universe had never heard of jewels and incredibly precious stones. They definitely had. In fact, the people listening to Luca probably had the biggest repositories out there.

But none of them, maybe save for the elders, had ever really seen a pearl.

Much less a pearl that seemed to have grown with layer upon layer of material that radiated such strong spiritual energy.

Then again, even if someone managed to find oysters anywhere else in the universe, would there even be pearls as good as the ones Xavier kept extracting from those inconspicuous mollusks?

Probably not.

Forget about the mirror-like luster and that practically flawless surface. This was the kind of precious gem that could be appreciated even with eyes closed, simply because of the spiritual energy it radiated.

Marquis Mylor, who dealt with all things related to goods, felt like he was developing a fever as more and more pearls were handed over to the rightfully overjoyed Luca.

Actually, it wasn’t even the sheer number of pearls that was making him feel ill.

It was the fact that his own son, Oliver Mylor, had joined the impromptu discussions about a jewelry-making session.

Because really, who would have bodies worthy of wearing such things?

Well.

Apparently, all of them.

Yes.

To the complete horror and shock of the Mylor patriarch, he had just heard Luca and his blonde prodigal son allotting pearls to everyone present.

And the worst part?

They were whispering like two extremely pleased conspirators.

Gremlin one and Gremlin two.

"Brother! Do you think this one would be nice?" Luca whispered happily as he held up one particularly large pearl. It glowed softly in his palm.

Ollie leaned in immediately. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

"Oh! That one’s really round!" he said with complete seriousness, even when he was quite literally deciding with vibes.

Luca, the agreeable one, simply nodded in agreement.

"We should give the nicest ones to the ladies," he whispered. "Like to our moms, in-laws, aunts, as well as the others."

"Right!" Ollie agreed without hesitation.

Both of them stared at the increasing pile of pearls as though they were planning a very important mission.

"This one could be a bracelet," Luca murmured thoughtfully.

"And that one could be earrings!" Ollie added.

They both looked extremely excited.

"But how do we make them?" Ollie asked curiously.

Luca blinked.

"Well... don’t we just drill a hole through them and use a string?" he said sheepishly. "That’s what the kids did when they made jewelry back in Tesseris."

Silence.

Absolute silence.

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