The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 316

Chapter 316: Rage

It was a difficult time to be alive, thought Kyle, who knew better than to breathe wrong at this time.

He understood how Ollie was worried about his sworn brother, Luca, but couldn’t really tell the mop about the bigger issue—the might of the House of Kyros.

Or worse, a mother’s unconditional love for her son.

And just by looking at the furrowed brows of Duchess Amelia, he should be able to tell which one was worse.

The worried mother obviously didn’t expect any of this. But couldn’t really say anything when she, herself, saw the raging energy surrounding her son.

But it didn’t mean that she was alright with any of this.

If anything, she was far from fine.

In fact, Duchess Amelia looked about ready to go ham.

But what truly had her vibrating with unreleased fury wasn’t just the spiritual overload or the suspiciously long cockpit nap—it was him.

That boy.

The one who said he was already in a relationship.

The one who got on their good graces by declaring, with all the noble sincerity he could muster, that he wasn’t someone who made promises lightly.

That he’d never break one.

So what was this?

Because unless her years of elite training and military-grade spiritual insight had failed her completely, the energy she saw Luca drenched in wasn’t just random overflow.

No.

That was destructive energy, the kind that repelled everything in its path except for him.

It didn’t just swirl. It chose. It was accepting Xavier while rejecting the world around him.

That kind of response...it wasn’t just rare.

It was a sign of spiritual bonding.

Powerful. Dangerous. And strong enough that it made her skin crawl.

Was it even safe to pry him away if it came down to that?

Would he survive that kind of spiritual backlash?

But more than just the effect on his spirituality, she was concerned about his emotional and psychological well-being!

Was her son some third party in whatever mess that boy had going on?

Did her precious Luca deserve that kind of treatment?

Most importantly, did that insane Leander know?!

Had her very excitable husband signed off on this?

On him?

Who on Solaris had allowed this to happen to their son?!

Her eye twitched.

The only thing keeping her from storming the cockpit was the slight crackle of leftover energy still emanating from the surface.

And the fact that Butler Gary, despite the desire to disappear, had gently placed himself in her peripheral vision like a human caution sign.

Not a barrier. Not even a wall.

Just a very self-aware reminder that if she made a move, she’d have an audience.

One who knew better than to speak at the moment.

And this was the same for Kyle, who could only pray for the Empire and its future.

Because this was a mother, and her baby might have just been claimed.

Her baby, who had only been here for two months.

Two months.

Was it that newness—that vulnerability—that allowed that giant to sink his claws in?

Had he seen a bright-eyed, slightly broken, precious little dragon and decided to keep him?

For how could someone end up bound like that when it takes others decades to develop the same ties?!

Amelia gritted her teeth.

Manipulation came in many forms. And this wasn’t even the first time she’d seen something like it.

Wanted to own it.

And not just him.

Staff, aides, stewards, even the old guards who thought they could get away with blinking too slow—everyone. If even one of them knew about this and said nothing, she’d make sure they regretted it.

She’d seen it in Leander. And she refused—refused—to let another Kyros be left to fend for themselves under the guise of growth and independence.

This was the I’m-going-to-launch-myself-at-the-cockpit-and-ask-questions-only-after-a-very-large-explosion kind of anger.