The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135: A Not so Equivalent Exchange?

Their fears were founded.

Both the Duke and his heir were found passed out, one by a chair and the other on the floor.

So, who in their right mind wouldn’t panic after seeing this?

Xavier.

That’s who.

The recurring witness and trial subject.

If he had not been repeatedly subjected to the same thing, he would likely have called for an inquisition.

But Xavier saw the mismatched jugs and wares that the little chipmunk often used to store spiritual water and had to stop everyone from randomly approaching.

"Stop!" Xavier was authoritative, and many of the anxious staff were surprised to hear that tone from someone that their Lord was dominating!

Kyle actually had to drag one mop and one brute by the collar to stop them from running over.

Not that he could drag a boulder, but he tried his best.

However, not panicking was not the same as not being anxious. He’d never seen this version of Luca, who was siphoning the last bits of energy from the spiritual water.

The little chipmunk wasn’t drinking it but was pulling on the essence on his own.

Then Luca grimaced, and Xavier’s concern mounted.

Now, that was alarming.

He could already tell that the little chipmunk was running out of energy to absorb and had to shoo everyone out.

Getting the chipmunk into the space was imperative because what would happen once he ran out of essence to suck in?

But this was easier said than done, considering the current atmosphere. He didn’t even have to look back to know how many daggers were pointed at him.

If they hadn’t been seated in front of them while waiting outside, they would’ve been the likeliest culprits.

So, would the good people of the duchy just let him take the little chipmunk away?

No.

Most definitely not.

It wasn’t even a question, given how Xavier could feel the Butler who was preparing to use skills that had likely been shelved after leaving the military. And an experienced officer could likely unshelve a lot.

Given this, Xavier had to find another way.

Maybe some sort of guarantee?

There could have been many ways around this, but explaining his status would have taken a long time and would likely have engendered more distrust.

Which idiot would sound believable after claiming to be the Crown Prince while in the middle of such a disaster?

A fake.

So, the Imperial Crown Prince went for the road less traveled.

Hostages.

It was an attempt at an equal exchange as he pawned off a few ’assets’ for safekeeping while he ’borrowed’ their Lord.

"Butler Gary. This may sound completely unhinged to you, but we don’t have enough time. The heir needs help, and right now, I have a way to do just that." Xavier paused, knowing this would be the hard part.

"However, I would have to borrow him for a while but would have to wait for your Lord to come to his senses before explaining why." He added with a look that begged for no questions.

The Butler obviously thought this kid had gone nuts. How could they just leave their Young Lord to some hoodlum?!

Then the Butler remembered it was actually the other way around and eventually thought of revenge plots.