The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 749

Chapter 749: Truth of the Grimorae Veil

"Those lying, stinking, dress-stealing illusionists!"

BAM!

Everyone jumped when Princess Kira practically karate-chopped a rock in half with her bare hands. Ollie bounced so hard he nearly launched out of his boots, the ground vibrating in sympathy with her rage.

Originally, they had brought her to the medical bay, thinking she would calm down and maybe, just maybe, stop trying to commit geological homicide.

But apparently, the scent of antiseptic and sterile walls was something she absolutely could not tolerate today.

And so that was how they ended up outside instead.

Where she could chop whatever she deemed choppable.

BAM!

Another rock split cleanly in half, and Luca had to yank Ollie backward before the blonde accidentally donated his limbs to the debris field.

"Of. All. Things!"

BANG!

This time something did not just break. It disintegrated.

Pebbles flew. Dust puffed. Jax shielded his face. Kyle sighed.

And Princess Kira looked around only to realize every single target within reach had already been obliterated.

The others noticed too. A dangerous silence fell.

This was Luca’s chance. Maybe. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

"Your Highness," Luca said gently, inching forward like someone approaching a volatile volcanic deity, "I’m not sure if this will help, but... when I had concerns, talking to you and the others helped a lot. So maybe... talking might help too...?"

He did not move too fast.

He had learned to value his life.

Especially because Princess Kira had resorted to picking up the boulders she had already split, as if preparing to hurl them into orbit.

But when she saw Luca approaching—small, sincere, glowing like a comforting lamp—her grip loosened.

The boulder thudded to the ground. The ground trembled.

Then, instead of hunting for her next victim, the furious orc princess simply sat down atop the ruined stone like a defeated dragon.

"I just don’t get it! This level of betrayal?" she hollered, tugging her hair like it had personally wronged her. "Those rebels actually teamed up with those shapeshifting soap bars?!"

Luca blinked.

Ollie blinked.

"...?"

Neither knew what to say. But apparently talking it out was easier said than done when they weren’t particularly sure how to open a perilous conversation.

Fortunately—or unfortunately—someone else chimed in.

"Host!" D-29’s enthusiastic voice prompted before the concerned sworn brothers, "I believe it would be best to follow this guide about comforting friends 101."

Luca’s eyebrows twitched hopefully at the very timely miracle. Because while he could now confidently say he had friends—and had even received an overwhelming amount of love and comfort from them—he wasn’t confident about being able to provide the same level of comfort to others.

Especially when faced with someone this angry, this frustrated, and strong enough to cause minor quakes with her bare hands.

"A guide about comforting... friends?"

"Yes! Please follow accordingly:

Step 1: Find a comfortable position.

Step 2: Find a snack.

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