The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 372

Chapter 372: Made It

Ollie had really made it.

He’d made it to the medical bay—again.

And while he had also succeeded in advancing to A-rank, he had also inadvertently succeeded in nearly giving everyone a collective heart attack.

Frankly, Ollie was worried about this.

Worried his parents were going to pull him out of everything, wrap him in bubble wrap, and drag him home because he was an idiot.

So naturally, the master eavesdropper was pretending to "rest" again, eyes shut, ears sharp, straining to catch every word floating in the room around him.

Only to be caught again by Kyle, who had been hypersensitive to his movements since they picked him up from his slump.

The adjutant sat by the side of his bed, one eyebrow raised at the allegedly passed-out disaster on the bed.

A faint smirk tugged at his mouth, but he let the mop be this time, for that was really one hell of a painful ticket to the infirmary.

Also, this time, Luca couldn’t just sit still and called in the elders to take a look at Ollie directly.

Now, had he been like Guard Terrence, then maybe they could’ve gone to them instead, but this guy had to be half-carried, half-dragged into the medical bay after his dramatic collapse.

But what got them worried was how they had to wait until all the residual energy with his signature had dissipated before they could touch him.

And that felt like an entire eternity, so no one was surprised that the big guns were called in.

The elders gathered calmly, skeletal frames faintly glowing with their usual ethereal silhouettes as they gave the results of their assessments.

"The Young Lord should be fine now; he’s not leaking anywhere, and he just needs to supplement his body with enough spiritual energy after all that exertion."

"And as for why he collapsed while the guard managed to walk out like that...it’s likely because the guard’s physical abilities, particularly his constitution, were probably closer to his new spiritual ability rating," mused Elder Shen.

Elder Feng nodded sagely. "Meanwhile, this little one..." He gestured at the unconscious Ollie, "took the spiritual enhancement pill first, which made it more difficult for him."

"If he’d used the constitution manuals first, then maybe it would’ve been easier."

"But even then, the manual just made what was inevitable come faster. After all, at the rate he consumed spiritual food, it was just a matter of time."

Luca’s golden eyes widened slightly. And everyone else couldn’t help but sigh at this information.

"In fact," added Elder Wei with a faint chuckle, "this was probably the better outcome. Here, surrounded by people who could stabilize him, he was safe. Because he might’ve been in real trouble if it had happened elsewhere."

Now that was very true, and Kyle could just imagine what it could’ve looked like if this had happened while they were back in that dungeon.

Xavier, ever the strategist, stepped forward, calm but direct.

"Would it be safe for him to use the rest of the manuals, especially the constitution ones?" he asked. "And can we tell if anyone else is at risk of something similar?"

The elders exchanged thoughtful glances.

"Lord Ollie would certainly benefit from the constitution manuals," Elder Shen confirmed, "since his body needs to keep up with his new spiritual level. As for more spiritual enhancement manuals, they should be fine—he won’t hit another breakthrough anytime soon."

Elder Feng added, "As for everyone else, the basic manuals will help strengthen them, but none of them are close enough to a breakthrough for this set to push them over the edge."

That’s when it happened.

The elders, almost casually, began murmuring among themselves.

"Wait, do you—do you want the manuals too? Would they work on you?"