The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 319

Chapter 319: Plan B

To be completely fair, D-29 did not expect this kind of reaction. And if anything, Luca didn’t think he’d react like that, either.

He’d always been alone, and ended up preferring it when he realized how much worse it was to be around people.

But in this life—

It was different.

In this life, he had people who made him laugh, who made him feel warm, who made him feel like he mattered.

And one of those would be Xavier.

With him, Luca didn’t just feel happy. He felt safe, wanted, and seen.

And if only he understood what that thundering in his heart really meant, he might’ve realized why this fear was so deeply rooted.

But despite not knowing, the dread that fell upon him was somehow worse than being told that he’d be put inside a tank for an indefinite amount of time.

There was nothing to lose back then, no attachments, no hope. It was only a life that no one even wanted.

But to be told that there was a likely possibility of Xavier being taken away?

Luca’s knees trembled. And not in the same way that the Prince got him trembling from his touch.

This was fear.

And it was a message received by everyone who witnessed it.

Xavier felt how distraught Luca was and turned the little guide’s face toward him.

"Luca..." he said, voice low but steady, "stay with me, please," requested the prince, who looked sickly himself.

"Hup—!" hiccuped Luca, who saw his pale face and reacted even worse, eyes even more watery than earlier.

Okay, well, that clearly didn’t work for this guy, whose mind was probably thinking about the worst, so Xavier tried another tactic.

Alright. Plan B, then.

"Luca," Xavier tried again, this time with a change of topic, "I need a bit of help figuring something out, and I’d like to hear your thoughts about it." He started.

"Huh?"

"How much would it cost to manufacture the bacteria strain we need for the aquaponic farm?"

Luca blinked, caught off guard. "Wh—what?" _{ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm}

"The strain we discussed before. For the biofilter. What’s the cost?"

Luca sniffled, brain flipping tracks with the awkward grace of a startled animal. "Uh... around 22,000 Star Coins per batch..."

Xavier nodded.

"And how much would the equivalent be if you bought it from the Trove?"

"10,000 CP per unit..."

Xavier leaned in, voice softer. "Are you happy with that Star Coin conversion rate?"

There was a pause.

Luca blinked again.

And for the first time in the last minute, he thought.

"... No," he mumbled. "Maybe it could still be cheaper?"

Xavier hummed. "Right, I think so too."

"But since your father said the manufacturing costs could still go down, then it should be cheaper, no?"

And just like that, he felt Luca’s body slowly begin to relax against her.

Duchess Amelia watched the scene before him with a lot of confusion and a wave of sudden understanding.

She, for one, did not know how to comfort her son, who suddenly looked like he was about to burst.

Meanwhile, this ghostly guy knew her son well enough to be able to do such a thing.