The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 93

Chapter 93: Labor of Love

This was the first time everyone watched Luca update the shop, and they felt a giant pang of guilt.

A labor of love, Ollie thought this as he learned how Luca had to do it all, from harvesting, packing, and unloading. All these people got to eat something that his brother worked too hard to prepare.

And they had the gall to complain?!

How could they want more stock when Luca had to do all of it by himself?

But actually, it wasn’t just Luca. If only the people of the Empire knew how several sons of the elite were packing and repacking fruits into small containers. Someone out there would even be able to eat food prepared by the Imperial Crown Prince.

This time, it was a fruit cup.

The cups were dainty, but they contained chopped apples, something called mandarin orange, strawberry slices, and adorable blueberries.

Ollie sounded knowledgeable and cultured now, but he knew only apples and oranges. He was used to much larger oranges, albeit drier and too artificially sweet.

On the other hand, as expected of an adjutant, Kyle suggested bringing smart boards next time so that no one would have to keep referring to their terminals for the counts.

Meanwhile, Jax looked at each cup with relish. As if each one was a child that he was ready to send off to the world.

It was gratifying to work on something like this. Although he usually really enjoyed fighting, who knew putting cut fruits into small containers would be this satisfying?

Xavier watched everyone’s meticulous effort and saw how Luca seemed to enjoy himself. Last time, there were 500 cut fruits, and he couldn’t imagine how long and how much effort Luca had to spend preparing everything.

But Luca didn’t mind. As someone from a less technologically advanced world, he was used to working with his hands. It was just that the rest of them had been using robots for nearly everything! In fact, Luca would be shocked by how bare the Academy was compared to all the mechanized houses outside.

The goal was to keep it as simple as possible. This would avoid introducing the students and future soldiers to a life of luxury and convenience that they wouldn’t have once on the battlefield.

And Luca was used to this; in fact, his life was so convenient that he didn’t think it could get better!

But eventually, he would be proven wrong. Maybe, just not right now.

For now, they toiled, ensuring that the slicer was in order as the rest of the items were being packed.

This time around, there were 3,000 cups. It sounded like a lot, but the cups were really tiny for these hulking figures. But no one would complain or should complain (unless they have a death wish) because every little piece packed a punch of spiritual energy.

Xavier figured that bite-size pieces would be ideal for sharing their spoils. Videos of people further cutting up their purchases were all over Star Net, just so they could share them with their family and friends.

Although the fruit cups were small, the number of tiny fruits in them meant that several more people were likely to benefit from them.

Also, any naysayer could shut it until they could even discuss what a strawberry was.

But just as they were about to finish preparing, Luca asked if they wanted to make a few more for the military. He was worried they would suffer if they could not buy this round and wanted some backup.

The three guys stopped their work, hands shaking a bit as Luca looked at them with his big golden eyes like he did not just drop the winning lottery numbers.

"You’re saying you want to make fruit cups for the military?" Xavier asked, stunned at the sudden offer.

He figured they would just contend like regular citizens until they could broker a proper deal with the military, but Luca remembered them.