The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] Chapter 129: Public Altercation

There were already so many stimulants, and each coin practically resonated with the money grubber’s heart.

Luca was already overwheld by that initial 1.1 billion, and now he’s seeing 1.8 billion more?

Then Xavier shook the chipmunk’s nest by saying, "It’s yours. In fact, 600 million was won because you entered the Top 10."

He knew that the chipmunk only liked to look at the account but never really touched it. Every night, he’d get a log-in notification that showed how Luca logged in to check.

At one point, Xavier thought the little chipmunk had evolved into a golden dragon. He was consistent and checked in on his wealth every night before he could sleep peacefully.

So, the mountain giant who started noticing this behavior had to make sure that the account looked nice every day. He even kept spending to a minimum or used his treasury accounts to avoid giving the little dragon sothing to pout about.

But, really, pouting was the last thing on this hoarder’s mind as he threw himself onto the glowing benefactor!

While Xavier sure as hell wasn’t glowing the sa way Ollie did, in Luca’s eyes, he was like a giant walking Star coin, not that you could see that physically, but it was how he’d imagine a Star coin would be if it were out in the flesh!

Xavier didn’t resist the cannon baller, afraid that the chipmunk would collide with him if he took the correct stance.

So, to the ground, they went.

By now, Xavier’s got to the point of ditative peace as he accepted the trajectory of his life.

"Xavier, are you not just saying that?" Luca’s eyes almost glowed.

He was like this whenever soone struck a chord in his heart. A gold-stringed chord attached to his soul on one end and to money on another.

"We’ll go out to spend it so you can clear your doubts." Said the mountain giant.

"S...spend?! But why?!" Luca clutched at Xavier’s clothes, not understanding why it had to be spent!

But to everyone else who was watching with bated breath, it was a scene so close to an all-out fistfight.

And so even gasped when the freshn’s number 4 clutched at the top student’s clothes.

"Was he unsatisfied with his rank and wanted to take it out on the honor student?!"

"How co no one’s stopping this!?"

It couldn’t be helped; the students weren’t shown on a big screen, and all they could see were the movents and positions.

They couldn’t see how Xavier consoled the little chipmunk who thought the world would end because they were about to spend money.

But that was how the unfamiliar onlookers saw it. anwhile, students and even faculty mbers who knew of this love affair could only swat the flowers and sparkles that their imaginations conjured.

It was a scene of two top students celebrating their winnings while ensuring everyone knew how successful they were because of the power of love.

Of course, several students used this as a case study to explain to their parents that love was a good thing for students like them. However, the parents responded that it only applied to people who could nab a prince instead of a frog.

How could one concentrate on their studies when faced with a frog daily?

Children and parents lanted at how so kids were just born successful.

But one particular parent fell to the floor upon seeing a scandalous sight.

Fresh from hours of travel to see his precious son, the Duke and his people arrived and swiftly disembarked, pulling on all their connections to expedite the checks.

They were hell-bent on witnessing the ending ceremony and the issuance of the ID tags.

So, the group of people who weren’t so covert in rushing actually looked like a platoon of invading soldiers.

It was a familiar school with familiar grounds, and the Duke weaved through to the entrance, imdiately using his senses to look for his son.

But he wasn’t very difficult to find.

Because everyone was looking in the sa direction.

The Duke, with his enhanced vision, saw it clearly. His son looked squarely at the man below him with a look of desire that he’d never seen on his child before.

"Your Grace!" Butler Gary was similarly flustered because it was the sa scene again!

Luca Soren Kyros, the pride of the House of Kyros, was dominating a man on the ground as he clutched his clothes.

The Duke’s blood pressure dropped. He didn’t think it would be to this extent!

But what was even more alarming was how the man on the floor looked teary-eyed!

"!!!"

Oh no! The Duke paled as he thought of everything they could offer as compensation!

While the audience was having varying reactions, Xavier actually had to squint over and over as he tried to take out that irritant that got in.

"Are you all right?!" Luca suddenly asked, realizing that Xavier was having an eye problem.

"Yeah, I just got sothing over there, likely dust."

"!"

Luca then offered to blow on his eye, but he had to co close to do this.

But his sudden movents scared the audience, who thought he was going in for a headbutt!

So had to cover their eyes in fear that sothing bloody was about to take place!

There really was blood in the stadium, but most ca from the noses of people who imagined a totally different scenario.

Princess Kira thought she’d read about this and wondered what kind of dirt could irritate the sturdy Orc eyes so that she could have the sa experience.

Thankfully, they only had a few Orcs who were considering their options, as the stadium could not handle any more heart-racing events.

The impending headbutt didn’t happen because, by now, the Duke had managed to use his remaining strength to stop his son from going to jail!

They had only t. How could his baby be shipped off to so coal mine?!

"My son!" Called the worried father from the stands.

The examinees looked up when they heard such a call. After all, no one knew which son was being called.

And even Luca did.

At first, he wasn’t sure what he was looking at, but why did it feel like he seed very familiar?

Then he saw several people he didn’t think he’d see anyti soon.

Behind this person were Butler Gary and Steward Han, who both sported stunned looks.

Son?

Luca had to go through the mories he hadn’t checked in a while and realized that this man resembled the Duke, just with a much brighter complexion and a build that wasn’t as emaciated!

"Host, that seems to be your Father, the Duke of Kyros." D-29 searched for the identity of this person and was prepared to order Sid to take the Host away if sothing dangerous happened.

D-29 still watched those dramas and learned that so families don’t want their children and would often cast them out with nothing but their underwear.

So, the little system had prepared for this eventuality by prodding the Host to buy more clothes to be left inside his space.

But Luca who now had more than his underwear wasn’t so sure what to do!

He didn’t think his family would co after he invited them. In fact, even now, he didn’t think he had a family!

So, the small animal, who to many looked like a gangster about to attack, suddenly looked up shyly before saying, "Hello, Father!"

It was rather ek and sounded a little too milky, and the Duke, who was scandalized when he got there felt like his wife wouldn’t mind if they sold off the manor.

How could he send his milky son (who pumlled everyone) to fend for himself in the cold and stinky coal mine?!