The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 257

Chapter 257: Guild Rising

School hours hadn’t even ended when the forums erupted beyond the walls of the Academy.

News had once again reached the Star Net.

And while many found Earl Nolan’s earlier livestream to be amusing and awe-inspiring, most people actually marked it as an extravagant display of wealth and power.

After all, a pet daycare that looked like that?

It must only be for the insane. Which were mostly the rich nobles who had that much money to burn.

But what was supposed to be a laughable thing that they were preparing to mock, like those other pet spas that advertised like crazy, ended up sparking a different kind of craze.

First was the joke of a building that looked more believable than the engineered haunted houses.

This one actually looked like bodies have been buried in there. Not to mention how the nobles would enter in droves despite no one getting out.

But more than that, the guest list alone shocked many of the people. While it was impressive that their very own Imperial Princess was there, that was rather expected when she had two beloved pets.

What they didn’t expect were the tough-as-nails nobles that lined up with everyone else.

[Are we sure this isn’t some satire piece?]

[No, that’s actually Duke Caius with his horse, and as you can see, right there is our Princess.]

But disbelief just continued to grow as more snippets leaked. And by forming a collection of snippets posted by these lucky few, the masses were able to get a better idea of what those people were experiencing.

And yet, what actually took the cake was the simple yet unbelievable clip of a rather small tortoise that pulverized boulders and crushed sturdy mecha shells while wearing a silken scarf.

Within ours, Tortie had shot up to the likes of a celebrity.

[I kid you not; that’s not a tortoise. That’s gotta be a tank in disguise!]

[Look at Mr. Mittens, he clearly knew what was up!]

[I don’t know about you all, but I am convinced that the scarf is a power limiter.]

[Upstairs commenter, are you saying that he’s still limited with that kind of ability?!]

Now, while Tortie was unknowingly and nonchalantly rising in fame, the people’s desire to know more would eventually shift to something that was surprisingly ignored in all this.

The Dungeon Guardians Guild.

Admittedly, the members had been waiting for this particular moment. Not because they wanted to enjoy the fame, but because they needed the notoriety as well as enough fuel to start a fire.

But if they didn’t use such unconventional methods, it would take them ages just to get the same recognition and credibility that the S-Level guilds were enjoying.

Especially because they were bound to create waves with the way they just showed up out of nowhere.

People dug around and realized that the guild was painfully new, almost suspiciously so. And if not for the footage of Ollie’s encounter with the shiny-headed senior, people would not know of the oddest origin of this guild.