The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 131

Chapter 131: An Honest Life

It felt like a dream for Luca.

He was like a bobblehead who listened to the Duke, who fussed around him like a busy bee.

But at the same time, it felt warm to have someone who asked whether he had eaten already, if there was anything that hurt, or if he had a good day.

And the Duke was doing just that.

He kept asking about so many different things, and Luca could only nod at the barrage—until he got to the dreaded topic.

Luca was asked about his recovery.

The little chipmunk felt suffocated as fear gripped his heart.

"..."

Duke Leander could see the change in his son’s demeanor. He was only a bit shy earlier but was now trembling in fear.

So he didn’t prolong it and asked.

"Where did you go, my son?" The Duke patted Luca’s head as he asked.

"Did you have a good adventure when you were away?" He added, a pained smile marring his face.

"!"

Luca suddenly looked up, his eyes almost bugging out in surprise.

What did the Duke mean by that?

Was he trying to catch me with a lie?

This confused him more as he didn’t expect such a question.

The Duke could clearly see how he was right in asking, but at the same time, it pained him to see his son like this.

His kid was filled with doubts, and there was nothing more painful than doubting yourself.

"You went away for a long while, didn’t you? Your body was here, but your consciousness wasn’t."

"!!!"

Luca panicked, and D-29 tried its best not to blare alarms when critical stress points were hit—and this was hitting many of them. But there was no room to blare more when the Host was already self-destructing enough.

It was a gamble and would likely alter how he was going to live his life, but Luca figured he would eventually die of stress if he kept on taking what wasn’t meant for him.

He was aware he took a lot and knew that he would eventually have to pay it all back.

But he was distraught because he felt like it had been too short. He had a good life, finally, but it was going to end so soon.

So soon that it chipped at his heart.

The dam broke.

And the little chipmunk’s tears came flooding out.

He was still silent, trying to buy time before everything collapsed, trying to hold on for just a bit longer.

D-29 honestly felt that it would have been better if they had left earlier because the Host’s vitals were turning for the worse.

But before the little system could call on the last bastion, the Duke started wiping the corner of his son’s eyes.

And Luca could only sob, his lungs finally seizing as he wailed like a child.

He knows. Luca thought as he realized that there was no point in lying to the Duke as he already knew, so he could only come clean while hoping for the best. _{freёwebnoѵel.com}

But the Duke said, "What name did you use when you were away?"

"Fa—No, Duke..." Luca had to gather enough strength as he tried to speak in between sobs.

"I... I am not Luca." He said in between hiccups.

"I—I’m not your son." He decided to come clean even when he sincerely wished he could just stay as the Duke’s son.

Luca thought he knew sadness from everything he had gone through in his past life.

But apparently, you couldn’t experience this kind of grief when you didn’t really know what happiness was.

How could you differentiate the feeling when it was all that you have ever known?

They were now sitting face to face, with Luca, well Lucas, doing his best to avoid looking at the Duke’s eyes.

*Clap!*