The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 71

Chapter 71: Walking Points

This was the fruit of Luca’s training. Although his offensive foundation was as shoddy as his identity, his evasion was top-notch.

He trained from the bullies of Tesseris all the way to the Grandmaster back at the training hall.

All Luca did at that point was to avoid anything that would be thrown at him.

He started out ultra slow and kept on getting hit and mangled. Eventually, he learned to use his spiritual abilities to improve his senses.

So, he heard it right away.

With his enhanced hearing, he heard the landing of several teams close by. Ideally, those people would have no idea about their presence until Greg started yelling at him.

What an effective strategy to lure out the enemy!

They didn’t even have to put in the effort to look for him— Unlike when he had to train under Grandmaster Tao. He had to keep looking for the master’s new location, only to be thrown out of the simulation for being too damaged.

At first, all he wanted to do was dodge, but then he saw Xavier move.

Luca was transfixed at Xavier’s fluid actions. From hooking his dagger to reverse gripping it alone, Luca could remember the horrors of him using his sword. The difference was night and day, and when he flew into the bushes for a vicious slash, it took something like half a minute.

*Crunch!*

With his sharpened senses, Luca could see the movement as if it had been slowed down in his eyes. This was one of his biggest takeaways from the training hall and was instrumental in allowing him to get that one hit on the Grandmaster.

The ambusher was caught off guard when Xavier’s minimal actions aimed straight for the heart, where the sensor was located.

"165 killed, 028 gained one point."

In Luca’s opinion, it was a beep that signaled the start of the actual exam.

165 sat there, immediately dreading their move. There were 500 examinees, and he had to be the first blood. But soon, he would be comforted to know that he and his allies would be able to enjoy more forced vacation time.

It wasn’t just him, unlike Greg, who just sat there stunned; Luca and Jax moved towards the closest target.

Luca wasn’t as graceful as Xavier or was as brutish as Jax. It’s just that he was like a ghost that kept appearing and disappearing before getting close enough to ’tap’ the enemy’s sensor with his brass knuckles.

Two of them.

They were conveniently hunkered together, probably a duo waiting for the other team to test out the waters.

"078 killed, 004 gained one point."

"189 killed, 004 gained one point."

"115 killed, 030 gained one point."

Greg couldn’t see what was happening but could definitely hear it.

Two kills for that little chicken? Did he cheat again?

"Oh?" Tenured Instructor Jin looked at the number and then at Instructor Falco.

Several instructors looked at what had caused Jin to react like that and then saw how he was looking at the group that had gotten the first kills.

They watched the replay and were shocked to see how that went. They even crowded Instructor Jin, who shooed them away to force them to watch on their own screens.

And it wasn’t just them.

Ollie felt like toppling over the railing when he saw the dagger approaching Luca.

He was a mecha mechanic and would definitely be caught dead by that. And he really hadn’t seen Luca fight; just a few stand-offs were all he saw of him.

But thankfully, the were others who sacrificed to appease those people, ever so slightly.