The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 567

Chapter 567: The Note

It definitely was.

However, that was only the beginning.

Because while they’d let the leaders of the military figure out a way around this, they were immediately met by the next big ticket item.

Biomechas.

Once the new biomecha pilots started training in the dungeon space and adapting to a completely new piloting system, Xavier—the only other biomecha pilot—was in charge of giving demonstrations and instructions.

Because there was really no question about Xavier’s competence as a biomecha pilot. Especially not when D-29 still couldn’t hold a candle to Sid in terms of experience.

And so it was practically a given for Xavier to lead this endeavor.

At least, until Duchess Amelia could formulate a better teaching plan after learning it herself.

But despite the insane schedule, Luca had been content. Because at least, during those days, he got to spend a whole lunch break with Xavier.

However, everything changed when the pilots had to be taken outside to test whether they could still operate their biomechas without the same type of energy-rich environment.

And ever since then?

No Xavier.

Not a glimpse.

Not even his shadow!

And it was apparently what hell looked like for a certain golden dragon.

When it started, Luca still managed to smile. In fact, he had been amazed at how the prince always seemed to know just what to do.

From how they considered the entire process and its potential fallout, Luca and Ollie realized that there were so many other things to consider aside from the logistics.

It was then that he realized he needed to broaden his thinking in other areas and promised himself that he would learn more once Xavier had the time.

But who was he kidding?

It would have been much easier to arrange a meeting with Pan-pan and her crew than to catch a glimpse of Xavier.

In fact, it was easier to schedule Tortie’s shell and limb cleaning than to get a moment with his very own husband.

However, in the end, Luca realized that it was all because he had started these changes. What else could he expect after introducing them?

So Luca pushed through. Relying on messages, calls, and handwritten notes Xavier apparently hid all over his workspace.

But the little guide was only human. He’d never gone this long without someone who had quietly become a constant in his life.

Therefore, as Luca counted the twenty-one space days he’d managed to endure, he decided he deserved another note.

Just one more.

The final one.

The one he was told was behind the door of his thinking hideout, which he only discovered after D-29 said, "Host. The benefactor left an instruction. That if badly needed, it would be best to direct you to this note."

Luca thought that maybe Xavier had left him an uplifting message.

But surprisingly, when Luca opened it, the letter read:

"I only meant to say I miss you. That’s it. Just that."

"But then I’d be lying when I’m painfully aware that it’s what I think of the most. And how every time I do, I catch myself wondering, are you thinking of me too?"

"But who am I kidding? What most? When you’ve always been my never-ending thought."

Luca read it once.

Then again.

Then read it one more time, ever so slowly, as his eyes began to water silently.

Then he sat on the floor and stared at the note while D-29 quietly questioned whether it had made a mistake.

Because the host did not look uplifted.

But he also didn’t tear the note into pieces or eat it like in his research.

So what should be the next step taken?

D-29 further assessed the situation and figured Sid would say, "silence."

And it was the right call.

Because Luca didn’t receive a consolation or a promise.

Instead, what he got was a validation.

A reassurance that he hadn’t been the only one feeling this way. That behind all those smiles and Xavier’s constant reminders for him to rest was someone who had also been pining.

Just like him.

And like a straw on a camel’s back, Luca had made up his mind.

He was going to—

To what?

What exactly was he going to do to fix this?

Fly out and look for them? Or demand that Xavier come back, even just for a moment?

But was that fair? When others probably missed their loved ones just the same?

However, just as Luca contemplated his plan, his terminal prompted him about an incoming call.

No, no, no. He couldn’t let Xavier see his puffy eyes. Absolutely not.

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