The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 345

Chapter 345: Imagination

Prior to the countdown ending, a few heads were similarly at wits’ end.

In fact, they were this close to launching a manhunt.

Jax, Duke Leander, and Killian had just started to review the last known coordinates of the commuter craft and were discussing the probability of dragging every pirate out for answers when the ground beneath them rumbled.

It wasn’t subtle.

All three men froze.

Their eyes met—three very different expressions but one unified understanding.

Danger.

Duke Leander was already halfway to the door, ready to bolt out in search of the pirate’s den.

Killian, who’d been unusually quiet, now had his weapon halfway drawn as if expecting demons to crawl out from under the soil.

They had magical doors and murderous beasts, so that couldn’t be a far-fetched guess.

Meanwhile, Jax decided to check again. It was a long shot, but unless he did it this way, the emergency would’ve ended by the time they could get to respond.

This had to work!

Now, forgive them for overreacting, but experiencing this right after learning that the dungeon’s state was a direct reflection of its owner just made this all the more shocking for them.

It cannot be.

It was unthinkable.

Different kinds of thoughts flashed in their minds, and Duke Leander wished he had taken less time dealing with that blasted Baron.

If he had just gotten rid of him with a strike, then maybe he could’ve realized this problem early on. But it was too late for regrets now, and all that he could really do was to look for all of them.

However, his departure was delayed when he heard a click.

The sound wasn’t even loud.

But for people who had been gripped by extreme tension, this click was like a bomb going off.

Especially when the door that opened was Luca’s.

And it would have been triumphant, even relieving—except the view that greeted them was nothing short of horrific and awkward.

"..."

"???"

"!!!"

Because right as the countdown in the dungeon’s annexed core ticked down to what looked like a second, the sky on the other side seemed to warp.

And then—

Crash.

Six mechas fell through.

Like shooting stars, loud, clanging, dented rocks, all of them tumbled into the soft ground with violent thuds. Limbs were tangled, armor scratched, and hissing steam poured from bent joints.

It wasn’t graceful at all. Since everyone just rushed to Luca to teleport according to what they’ve been told to do earlier, in case it activates.

But who would’ve thought about this scenario when the door had to be opened from the other side?

Jax, on the other hand, was so stunned that it took a moment before he pulled himself together after seeing the sudden movements before him. _{freewebnovel.cσ๓}

"!!!"

Oh hell no!

The poor guy practically screeched and slammed the door shut behind them just as cracking and crumbling sounds echoed from within the portal, followed by a single, flickering prompt that bled into the open air:

[REBOOTING...]

It sounded and looked ominous, and the redhead decided to have no part in it.

Meanwhile, Duke Leander managed to blink himself back to life before bolting forward and launching himself across the field.

He didn’t care that they had just fallen from who knows where.

Nor did he care whether he looked glamorous and dignified doing this.

"LUCA, MY SON—!"

D-29’s cockpit hissed open before he could get there, and Leander braced himself for something dramatic—

Only to get nearly clotheslined by a blurry figure leaping from the mecha.

It was Luca. Alive, whole, and incredibly fast.

But before the Duke could process everything, his son had already tackled him in a lightning-speed hug.

A blur. A whirlwind of warmth. Arms clenched tightly for all of three seconds before the little heir zipped off toward one of the other mechas.

Huh?

Luca was muttering something as he scrambled across the ground like a soldier on a mission.

It was a prayer, and a lot of pleas.

Leander blinked.

"...What just happened?"

It couldn’t be.

Could it really be?!

And if this one were here, then it would be impossible for her not to be around.

She must be here!