Duke Leander’s automatic response was to tell him it was nothing. And he did just that.
But then he realized... if he kept quiet, he might not have a home to return to.
Only, in the end, he didn’t get the chance to break anything himself, because apparently, they had all forgotten about someone whose "loyalties" were terrifyingly strict.
D-29.
Even Luca was surprised when the little system suddenly asked for permission to focus on a "momentary task."
At first, the dungeon owner did not think much of it. But when D-29 had gone quiet—completely quiet—even after he had finished building a biomecha, and even after he had tinkered with his ultra-private project, Luca started to worry.
When the missing system finally returned, proudly reporting a "successful field trip," Luca immediately felt compelled to dig deeper.
That was when he learned the truth.
A system infiltration. Requested by Xavier. Approved not only by the benefactor but by Sid himself, who had marked it as a major threat.
So Luca asked, point-blank, "Are we facing a major threat?"
Every adult in the room froze. For a heartbeat, no one dared to breathe. Then, as if passing the responsibility like a hot potato, Xavier looked at the Duke for permission.
And shockingly, permission was granted.
Because honestly, Duke Leander wasn’t sure how he would explain this to his precious son without accidentally burning the entire medical bay down in his fury.
Xavier then called Luca over, and every soldier stiffened nervously. How was the stoic cadet planning to handle this?
But then—
The moment Luca came to stand beside him, they all witnessed the change.
That murderous boy who had just been plotting the complete annihilation of House Holt suddenly softened. His entire face transformed, the edge in his gaze dissolving into something warm as he looked down at the nervous heir.
It was like watching someone swap personalities in real time.
The soldiers blinked once. Then twice. Some even rubbed their eyes. Was this still the same person?
And then they heard him speak.
"Luca," Xavier said gently, "we’d like to apologize for taking care of it in ways we saw fit. It would’ve been better if we had a chance to consult with you, but I personally couldn’t stand the thought of him walking out of there without consequence."
The now bedridden soldiers almost keeled over again. No wonder some of them were still single. Because upon hearing his entire spiel, they’d come to ask themselves, who in the galaxy spoke like that?
Well, apparently, that boy.
"Oh no! What really happened?! And why are you apologizing for it?" Luca asked worriedly.
"Remember the threats we long expected to come?" Xavier’s voice remained steady, calm in a way that only made the soldiers feel more unsteady. "It seems we’ve ruffled a few feathers. Those who aren’t happy about sharing business."
"!"
"And they’ve come up with tactics that include defamation to appeal to the public."
When Xavier explained exactly what Holt had done, Luca’s eyes trembled in shock. His expression faltered, taken aback by the sheer audacity of it.
Duke Leander’s chest heaved as he watched his son’s face pale.
This—this was exactly what he had not wanted to see.
And now he was more certain than ever. He was going to find that monster Holt. And when he did, there would be nothing left but dust.
However, Duke Leander did not expect Luca’s first words to be, "I’m sorry! Did they hurt you?"
Ehh???
What in the stars was this? After all the filth Holt pulled, his son was not furious, not in despair, but worried—worried!—about Xavier?
The soldiers stared as their Young Lord gently cradled the stoic cadet’s face like he was something fragile. Fragile! As if that boy had not just fought through Holt’s men without so much as a scratch.
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