The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 479

Chapter 479: Punishment

Well, definitely not today—

Not when the supposed groom was passed out cold in his future husband’s arms.

And this was the scene Princess Kira and Ada walked into upon rushing back to the dungeon-linked space.

Frankly, she had wanted to witness the final showdown, but the Academy headmaster had called her in for a meeting about her continued enrollment.

She understood the concern, but obviously, she was staying. And she had made that declaration loud and proud before sprinting out of the office.

Unfortunately, even with their dramatic exit, they still missed the showdown.

But thank the stars for modern technology.

Within minutes, she had pulled up every trending video from every angle. And she. Was. Living.

"Wow! I feel like I want to punch someone! It’s so exciting! Ada, how could we have missed this?!"

"Look at the little toothpick! Who would’ve thought he had it in him?!"

She was halfway through her fifth rewatch before she finally asked, "Wait...didn’t he win? Then why is Ollie like that now?"

It was Luca who answered. "Oh, because my brother couldn’t handle it. Kyle wanted to hear him say something, and my brother passed out."

Princess Kira blinked. Then looked at Kyle, expectantly.

But Kyle just shrugged. "Don’t wait for it. We’d be lucky if he wakes up today. He’s exhausted. We all are. But at least we don’t have to go to class tomorrow."

The princess, however, was entirely focused on how Ollie was bundled up in Kyle’s coat, peacefully snoozing in his arms. Meanwhile, Kyle kept patting his head in soothing circles like it was second nature.

Princess Kira sighed. She also wanted something like that. She made a mental note to study this technique so she’d know what to do when it was her turn. Maybe she ought to ask how strong to pat, because it may not be good if she whacks her Bunbun’s head off.

Ada, still watching Kyle stroke the mop’s hair, casually asked, "So what happened to Lady Vela? Had she been disposed of properly?"

The silence that followed was...uncomfortable, especially for a few humans.

Luca blinked. "She ran away. But wait—what do you mean ’disposed of’?"

Princess Kira answered, coolly, "Well, in our culture, she would’ve been dead. Or at least decapitated."

Decapitated?!

"???"

Golden eyes trembled at her openly said words. "Isn’t that too brutal?!"

"She tried to homewreck," Princess Kira said matter-of-factly. "Intentional ones deserve punishment. Of course, since Ollie and Kyle aren’t officially married, it was technically fair game, so I was pretty sure she’d be alive. But still."

She shrugged, dead serious.

Then she narrowed her eyes playfully. "And as for brutality, I’m not sure, but imagine someone showing up and saying Xavier was theirs. And then you can think about what would be too brutal."

Luca looked scandalized. "Wha-what?!"

Well, he’s experienced it before, even when he didn’t know the people involved. And decapitation hadn’t been fun; it was brutal and something he’d rather not experience again. But for some reason, his chest felt really tight upon hearing threats like that. "Maybe we could try solving it with words?"

"Hmmm. Words could work, but what happens when they don’t? Just like with Funky Smell, who only stopped because Kyle here had said such nice words in public!"

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