The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 17

Chapter 17: Good Morning

The dormitories were cloaked in silence, with only the occasional symphony of snores and rustling sheets.

Knowing that the physical assessment test was scheduled for the next day, most students, like Luca, decided to get a good night's sleep.

Of course, there were still people who tried cramming in more exercises, hoping to offset their earlier procrastination.

But in general, everyone prepared for it by resting and sleeping blissfully.

Then it happened.

A deafening alarm blared through the dormitory, and a loud voice bellowed through the speakers.

"RISE AND SHINE, YOU KNUCKLEHEADS!"

With how loud the announcement was, it wouldn't be surprising for even the dead to awaken.

"Students of the Mecha Combat Division, you've got three minutes to get to the training hall, or you're booted out."

Chaos erupted, and one unfortunate soul nearly offed himself by tripping over his own sheets.

"Host! Are you alright?!" Asked the concerned D-29.

"Alive, but maybe not for long." Luca pulled himself together, praying that his pants were zipped the right way before he ran out of his room.

He ran out as fast as he could, trying to evade the mass of people who were trying to do the same.

If there was any advantage that gave him a little headstart, it was that Luca had no clothes other than his uniform. So he slept in them like the poor person he initially was, saving him time from having to dress up.

Luca felt the biting cold as he ran out without a coat, and he wondered if they were expected to fly with that kind of time limit.

By the time he got to the training hall, he had already seen several people panting on the floor while some managed to stay composed. Luca was obviously a member of the floor-panting committee as he sat there trying to cope with his rough morning.

Just as expected, the time requirement was insane, effectively taking out a sizeable chunk of the expected student population.

Luca marveled at the people who managed to make it, but he was more surprised by the fact that he also made it to the hall.

"Welcome to the first assessment exam. Your ticket to passing would be a ring from the finish line."

It was then that the training hall's metal gates expanded to reveal a looming obstacle course.

Luca had seen something similar back at the training centers for Espers. But even that did not look anything like this modern torture device!

"Bring the ring over to the waiting instructors to end your assessment. Questions?"

Several students looked at each other before one brave soul decided to take one for the team, "Sir, what's the time limit?"

"Time limit?" The instructor smirked at the question and that sent chills down the spines of the students.

"That's for your body to decide."

"Now Move!"

His booming voice caused many of the students to flinch in panic, including Luca, who realized he bit off more than he could chew.

Honestly, the young man had a totally different exam in mind. When he messaged Ollie about the exam, he was told about running laps, flexibility assessments, and some calisthenics.

So, what was this?!

When he thought of mecha pilots, he imagined being in mechanical suits for combat. Luca was not expecting to be hit by such an assessment.

"Host! Should we start packing our bags?" If systems could pace, D-29 would probably be pacing restlessly by now.

Holy... No wonder there was no time limit!