The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 159

Chapter 159: Blocked!

While Luca was this close to hyperventilating about this sudden display of wealth for such unnecessary spending, there was one who preferred to encourage it.

Xavier was fine with the Imperial household spending on these products because he was sure about the quality.

Two, this was the least they could do for someone who would be the backbone of this Empire.

It was just that he noticed the Butler’s expression.

Had he been using sanctioned Imperial funds, the normally poised Butler wouldn’t look a little green in the face.

Hmm. Xavier’s eyes narrowed as he thought of the possibilities and decided to check on someone’s piggy bank.

And the likely culprit?

It was little Nina.

Her long-saved piggy bank was suddenly emptied just hours before the auction.

No wonder the Old Henry looked like he was about to pop a vein.

Kyle actually noticed the Imperial Butler and was just glad they hadn’t been spotted yet.

He had been trying to hide behind Jax in case someone from the ministry recognized him.

After all, he didn’t exactly explain anything to his brother, who was likely going crazy and could not attend the auction himself.

Maybe he’ll send a small package saying, "Stay Strong!"

Jax, on the other hand, was just itching to go home, well back into the space, as the air around him felt lacking.

Yes, lacking.

The aspiring farmer felt like he was being suffocated by the pollution, which was actually just highly filtered air.

This was in addition to the decrease in time he could spend arranging his newly sprouted saplings, which were waiting back at home.

But there was no other choice as the bidding for these ten sets looked like it would take far longer than expected.

That was until Duke Leander issued an ultimatum.

"It’s been a long time, and I feel like we’ve saved enough funds back home." He said with a wry smile directed at the nobles who had the same determined stance.

"I was thinking of getting the one that was opened as a sign of goodwill." _{frёewebnoѵēl.com}

"In fact, there would be no need for me to bid for the others if you gentlemen would allow this old timer this boon."

But he really wanted to compete for everything. This disgruntled father wasn’t even kidding when he said they saved enough funds from the minimal operations they had to do over the past decade.

However, his son would likely not want that, as the precious boy would likely prefer emptying the pockets of others.

But the son actually only wanted to make a scratch, not bankrupt people!

The little money grubber who felt like he was grabbing a chunk of people’s assets was horrified at how much each meal set was going for!

After his father indirectly backed everyone into a corner, safely securing the first roasted chicken set for a whopping 3.2 billion, Luca felt like bawling.

3.2 billion?!

An S-grade mecha!

However, the Duke actually got a bargain. The major players with multiple planets under their belts started increasing the bids as the most prominent families got one.

From 5 billion, the 9th meal set was around 15 billion. By the time the huffing and puffing Earl, who owned the Empire’s biggest casinos, had won a set, the price was already at 17 billion.

They were desperate! Because the Imperial Butler hadn’t made a move to bid yet!

But they wouldn’t have died trying to get the ninth meal set if they had known his situation.

NOOO!

A solo bid and the fastest win—something that only the likes of Jackson Taylor could accomplish.