The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 260

Chapter 260: Motivation

No classes! Ollie wanted to skip with joy but made sure to look wistful enough when he submitted his permission slip.

"Cadet Mylor." Called Instructor Moore, who nearly shocked the escaping mop. _{freēwebnovel.com}

"Yes, Sir?" croaked Ollie, who was suddenly nervous after being stared at like this.

"I heard that your guild has been very busy?"

More than busy, actually, but Ollie just nodded earnestly.

"A bit, Sir."

"I see. Well, make sure to practice your skills, as being exempted from attending the lectures does not mean being exempted from the exams, alright?"

Ah, he figured that would be too good to be true.

"Okay, Sir. I’d keep this in mind." Said the drooping Ollie, who would’ve honestly worried the Instructor if he hadn’t been the best part-time student in his class.

"Another thing, Mylor."

"Sir?"

"Your guild leader, does he still work with mechas?"

Ollie suddenly brightened up. It was a question about his good brother, after all! "Yes, sir! Don’t worry!"

He doesn’t only work with them, he even speaks to them!

And right now, those very same mechas were actually acting as guards for the purifying chamber as the Duke worked through each containment cube.

They’ve got it down to science now, and if they were to really force it, they could actually heal more clients per day at a rate of 300-320 people per eight-hour shift.

But they decided not to do that because the aftercare is where they were taking too long.

And they don’t exactly have the space to lay down all these passed-out people, who had to be given at least a drink or a piece of fruit to pad their now bigger and emptier spiritual energy tanks.

It was taxing, as the number of times they needed to teleport consistently was just too much.

But every time Luca felt tired, he would just imagine 600,000 CP per 100 humans, and he’d regain all his lost energy.

It was glorious!

Humans were glorious!

But it wasn’t only him; Jax eyed and smiled at every soldier who walked by, and he saw each one as a potential cow.

Luca described the cows and the pigs to them and said that at this rate, they should be able to buy the barn and get a few animals.

And so, the workers have been highly motivated.

So motivated that one particular money grubber could be seen giggling randomly as the balance of their Guild Treasury reached a very nice 18.6 trillion while their credits had hit 102.77 million!

Obviously, this was not money for them but for the beasts, but the guild leader did not mind; all he cared about was seeing the pretty number.

However, one particular Prince wasn’t as elated as everyone else, but not for reasons that could be disclosed.

Especially not when even he found it unreasonable.

You see, he’s aware of the irrationality of his thoughts, and yet it was impossible to ignore how several people have started taking longer and lingering glances at one particularly smiley chipmunk.

When they’d say hi to this small animal, he’d return it with an even bigger smile that attracted even more attention.

Like, how was that even possible with how much he’s already attracting?!

And the Prince knows exactly why, for at one point in time, he monopolized that look.