The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 59

Chapter 59: Fiancé

For a mere simulation training, Luca wasn’t sure why he clearly felt the effects of that Elder’s kick.

The memory was still vivid, forcing him to look inside his cabin for every single stamina and healing pill he had.

He planned to even make a few so that he could keep on retrying the module. But even with the extended time inside his space, Luca forgot that he still wasn’t in tip-top shape energy-wise. So, what should’ve taken a short time to make his usual pills now used up the remainder of his night.

By the time Luca woke up, his roommate had again been out early.

He was now familiar with the early riser and late-sleeper Xavier’s schedule and was confident that they wouldn’t be running into each other for as long as he maintained his schedule.

But it wasn’t Xavier whom he should be avoiding, well, at least not today.

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Patience had never been part of an Orc’s virtue, and as it was, one such Princess had already been at wit’s end trying to patiently wait for the weekend to arrive.

She had to give her proper greetings this Saturday just to maintain the facade of her visit, so that was one day more in her eternal wait.

Thankfully, the weekend finally came, and she could now fulfill her dream.

Princess Tharkira Zulgara of the Pyroan Orcs was not one to be ghosted.

No, Sir.

Not even by her abs-olutely divine fiance, who stopped replying to her messages. For weeks, she had been left staring at her terminal, waiting for a reply that never came.

Her friends and attendants advised her to move on, but how could she?

This was *the* man who had made her green heart skip a beat every time he sent her a shirtless pic. At this point in time, she had already prepared names for their future half-orc, half-human children—Geon, Lumina, and Dave. She’s got it all planned out!

But then these humans decided to have mass conscription, and her Bunbun had to suddenly enroll in the Royal Military Academy. Her Bunbun made a tearful goodbye before he stopped replying, saying that he would now be unable to contact her because of school.

Princess Kira was obviously not having any of it, as someone of her stature not getting her way was just unthinkable! So, she did what any self-respecting Orc Princess would do: she manipulated intergalactic politics for romance.

With a toss of her long crimson hair and a well-timed pout, she convinced her ever-doting father to negotiate a long-term trade deal with the Solaris Empire.

The catch?

A cultural exchange program that conveniently involved her traveling to the academy to "learn" their training methods—and maybe marrying a particular human while she was at it.

And today was the culmination of this dream. She was going to meet her Bunbun.

"Your Highness, where should we start looking for your Fiance?"

"It shouldn’t be hard to look for him. With someone this good-looking, he’s bound to be easy to spot."

Extremely good-looking, well or so she thinks.

Technically, they’ve never really seen each other. Princess Kira had to keep her identity a secret for obvious security reasons, and her Bunbun was human, while she was an Orc from a totally different galaxy.

But her Bunbun was nice enough to send her a few photos of his body, that fantastic body. And with a height close to hers, she must’ve been really lucky! Sure, he was only about 195cm tall, but if she didn’t wear heels, they’d be the same height!

Perfect. They were perfect together.

And he did mention his features: Long light-colored hair that must’ve shone under the sun and those golden eyes that she longed to see.

So, how could anyone move on from such a guy?!

She would never be able to find someone who looked like her favorite character. As a certified romantic, she had always been frustrated every time she looked at her brethren, not because no one looked good, but because they just weren’t the same.

And they were all so brutish and crude that they skipped the courting entirely! So when her Bunbun courted her ’properly’ by sending her virtual flowers as well as other virtual gifts and those lovely photos, she felt like she was living in one of her favorite novels.

What was so relieving about this? Xavier wondered.