The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 203

Chapter 203: Public Announcement

The third time was not the charm.

Thought Dylan, who sat there while bouncing his leg in stress.

None of it was the fault of the products on hand but all the fault of his wayward tastebuds that kept zinging his brain into silence.

The poor live streamer had been trying to make instructional videos for the third time now, only to stop randomly because of several things.

His first attempt at this was a bust. After opening each bottle, he got too hung up on the smell and couldn’t remember what to do next.

Then came his second failure: He kept on shaking and trembling so much that he could barely get the ice into the glasses or this blender that had been sent over.

But maybe the worst failure was when he managed to finish making a drink, only to realize that he didn’t actually speak for the video!

Just what kind of instructor and influencer was he going to be if he was this bad?!

What would happen if he messed it up so badly that it would reflect poorly on the vendor who trusted him with these?

These five glorious bottles were filled with what seemed like different fruit pulps, their colors vibrant and almost glowing under his kitchen lights.

In short, they were treasures.

And here he was butchering it so badly that he wondered just how anyone thought he’d be good enough to do such a thing.

Dylan took a deep breath and thought of doing it in a way that was more familiar to him.

Alright.

Fourth time’s got to be the charm.

Or else he would down all of these and cry himself to sleep.

Because this time, he was just going to do a live stream.

For the life of him, he found it difficult just to take the videos without his audience and thought it should be allowed considering the agreement that he signed.

The instructions he received were to produce content before the shop was updated to introduce the newest products and the proper ways to drink them.

This was in exchange for the products and a hefty sum of Star coins, which he figured he would reject because just the package was likely more than enough to buy his soul.

Not that he would be very expensive, so even a bottle was more than enough compensation—and he had five.

But it really would be fine since the goal of this was to teach everyone how to prepare the drink. He even got a surprisingly fresh sample so he wouldn’t get it wrong!

Of course, it would be fresh when Steward Han prepared it right before the package he had been overseeing was dropped onto Dylan’s doorstep!

Thankfully, the flabbergasted streamer still managed to remember to take a few photos and videos of the ready-made drinks, both in fascination and fear of not being able to replicate them.

And so, he had at least those because he had already downed the drinks and gone to fruit heaven for about an hour before coming back down to land.

Which was precisely why he felt so much pressure.

But he thought that even if he failed or passed out in the middle of making it, at least the viewers would be understanding. Because who wouldn’t react like that when tasked with such a monumental thing?

So, he made an announcement about going live at 19:00 with a very important public announcement that couldn’t be disclosed.

Obviously, that started several rounds of chatter in the forums as people slowly learned about this unusual and suddenly announced livestream.

And Dylan could only nervously wait for the broadcast time to arrive as he checked on his equipment and the forums.

[Is Dylan retiring from live streaming? What exactly did he mean by an important public announcement?]

[I don’t think so. But maybe it’s really important because he usually streams at a particular time and barely announces something like this.]

[But, oh well, we’ll know in a while, it’s almost 19:00, anyway!]

And it really was. But instead of Dylan starting at exactly 19:00, he figured he would have to give everyone time to call on everyone else.

He could not be blamed for not warning everyone and could only hope to save himself from death threats.

So, when the livestream opened, the people were surprised to see a very serious-looking Dylan.

[Oh hell! He’s really retiring, isn’t he?]

[Or did someone die? He even started earlier than 19:00?!]