The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 294

Chapter 294: Seal of Thorns

Truthfully, there was nothing much that a dying pirate could offer to people who looked like they had everything. Especially not this particular group who had been topping the headlines of Star Net.

But there was one thing she could try using as a bargaining chip.

"The wormhole." Veeka rasped. I can close it in exchange for allowing anyone sensible to return to our captain with a spiritual relic."

Admittedly, this was everyone’s concern. If anything, the fact that these pirates could manipulate wormholes like that was something that they needed to look into.

If only they had the manpower to stretch for it.

Veeka figured it wouldn’t be easy to convince them, and she would have to provide more information if she wanted them to understand the logic of her proposition.

Veeka coughed again, spitting red before she lifted her chin with something like defiance.

"The controls are on the other side." She paused.

"That’s why it hasn’t collapsed. Do you want it gone? If so, someone has to go through to shut it down."

Killian’s eyes narrowed. "And you’re volunteering?"

"I’m the one who knows where it lands," she said.

"You expect us to believe that? I’d rather believe it if you told us you wanted to live to see another day." Duke Leander tilted his head.

"So, what’s your real purpose?"

"My captain," Veeka said simply. "Zahkar. He’s dying. And yeah, I know—I’m still a pirate. I helped get us here. But ask your other member. He would know this was a coup."

Luca didn’t flinch. "He did."

"Then you know I didn’t sign up for this much violence." Her voice cracked.

"I wanted the spiritual beast—but I wouldn’t have signed if I knew Ramir planned to slaughter civilians for show."

"Zahkar has long forbidden us from targeting colonies. We only hit syndicates. Criminal routes." She met Killian’s gaze.

"You want pirates gone? Great. Right now, so do I. But that’s impossible with how stretched thin you all are..."

"So wouldn’t you rather someone like Zahkar be the one in charge?"

Luca hadn’t learned much about these pirates and their history, but he knew the lack of man-power everywhere.

But was it safe to just trust her like this? Luca could still remember the faces of those people he had to comfort, and he didn’t want to be the one to let a loose cannon out into the world just because he was too gullible.

"D-29, are there other contracts we can use that are similar to the Union Contract? But more like a binding agreement that won’t give them access to the spaces?"

That was all he could think of at this moment, and he prayed that there was such a thing.

Xavier realized that Luca was trying to do something when he felt him tug at his wrist.

And so the Prince decided to keep her alive by at least healing the most critical injuries with a portable medical system.

It wasn’t the best fix, but they could buy time until his wife was finished deciding.

As Luca sat quietly deliberating Veeka’s offer, his brows furrowed in concentration, just as a familiar soft chime echoed in his mind.

"Host! A compatible binding artifact has been located! I shall initiate a visual module now."

Immediately, a translucent screen materialized in front of Luca.

[SEAL OF THORNS]

[8,000 CP/Thorn]

[Item Description: A crimson bloom of twisted spiritual energy unfurls behind this item’s seal. When activated, it creates a pain-based seal that triggers upon clause violation. Each Clause requires a thorn.]

[One-time use per seal]

[Clause enforcement escalation is automatic]

[Impossible to remove unless by original caster]