[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-royal-military-academy-s-impostor-owns-a-dun":3,"chapter-the-royal-military-academy-s-impostor-owns-a-dun-the-royal-military-academy-s-impostor-owns-a-dun-chapter-293":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL]",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},630053,871,"Chapter 293: Veeka","the-royal-military-academy-s-impostor-owns-a-dun-chapter-293",293,"\u003Cp>The corridors were anything but quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every few minutes, the heavy thud of boots echoed down the halls as another pirate—kicking, swearing, or limping—was dragged out and deposited in the ever-growing line of prisoners waiting to be interrogated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the main hostage crisis was resolved, Duke Leander took command with the calm authority that brokered no questions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it was then that these people remembered Duke Leander’s reputation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Split them by quadrant and start clearing the rooms,\" he’d ordered, voice steady as steel. \"No one leaves until this entire ship is clean.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And they listened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even now, Luca stood just behind him, watching in muted surprise as a brutally efficient full perimeter sweep was being carried out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jax, Kyle, and Xavier moved with clinical purpose, rounding up anyone that D-29 had tagged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pirates, of course, didn’t know what had happened in the passenger lobby. They hadn’t seen the earlier carnage or the corpses of their alleged mates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They hadn’t watched Luca taking a weapon from a distance, nor did they know that the people with explosives had long gone without anything detonating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, these pirates only saw clean uniforms, youthful faces, and soft expressions. And like many fools before them, they mistook appearance for weakness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You lot look like you’ve never even fired a weapon,\" one of them sneered, spitting to the side. \"This is what the Empire sends to deal with the Ravagers?! All glass and no guts?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another laughed. \"Bet you bleed like the rest of us. Let’s see if you cry, too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mockery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arrogance bred from ignorance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was until the Duke moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t shout. He didn’t argue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply lifted a hand, his fingers moving ever so slightly—then flicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spiritual energy lashed out in a form akin to a piecing bolt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three pirates screamed as their legs were struck in precise, bone-shattering arcs. They dropped instantly, howling, clutching their limbs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The others froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Duke hadn’t even blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither had the rest of the cadets flanking him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Ollie might have reacted—but he was still on post-cuddle duty somewhere in the lobby with the kids and Butler Gary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To those who had fought earlier, the display barely warranted a reaction. If anything, it was almost nostalgic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like a calm hello—after all, they were still alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But to the pirates who hadn’t seen what came before?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a divine reckoning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duke Leander lowered his hand, inspecting his gloves as if mildly inconvenienced. Then, he spoke again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I asked nicely earlier,\" he said, tone cool. \"This time, I won’t pretend I need all of you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced down the line, eyes glinting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I only need one or two with working mouths. The rest of you can go rest forever.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silence that followed was crushing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll talk!\" one of them blurted, elbowing another aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, wait—I know the drop point!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ve got the account numbers!\" someone else cried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, everyone wanted to be the most cooperative pirate on board.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Killian, watching from the rear, gave a low, approving hum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Efficient,\" he muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jax, next to him, nodded. \"Better than truth serum.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just like that, the interrogations officially began—with less resistance and far more desperate eagerness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure enough, that was much more effective as they managed to glean a few things about this supposed job.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Obviously, not as much as they would’ve if they’d gotten their hands on the leaders, but they preferred knowing something before facing them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like Ollie mentioned, they were looking for a beast, but to everyone’s surprise, no such target was on board.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, that was only for everyone but Ramir, who knew that no beast would actually be found.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying that there was a spiritual entity was a come-on for the rigid Veeka, whom he knew was desperate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While the real goal was to get paid to scare off people by spreading how they could be terrorized just because that blasted guild existed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a backdoor arrangement that even Veeka and the other sub-leaders didn’t know about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But how could they when Ramir made this deal in exchange for giving him a venue to stage his coup?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, what could the others do when only his chosen people would return after the mission?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The betrayed was learning the gruesome truth as Ramir toyed and beat her, the restraints ensuring that every single hit would damage her already banged-up body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She winced as another blow hit her ribs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Veeka coughed—sharp and wet—and felt the tug of her restraints cut into her already-swollen wrists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ramir’s boots clacked softly across the metal floor as he circled her like a wolf around a broken hare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is your fault,\" he muttered, voice high with glee and shaking tension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You and your loyalty. Thinking our crew was still about rules. Still about Zahkar.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Veeka didn’t answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not because of the pain, though that wasn’t insignificant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But because she was reeling from the realization that this mission—this nightmare—had never been about a target. Never about a beast. Never even about the money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ramir hadn’t wanted a payday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted a throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this hijacking? Just a stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse, even if she participated in acting in this, there was no beast to take back for their leader.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leaned down and grabbed her chin, yanking her face toward his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I knew you wouldn’t go along with it. That’s why I kept it quiet. That’s why I had to make sure you couldn’t warn Zahkar.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You bastard,\" Veeka rasped, blood pooling in her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ramir laughed, drunk on power. \"You’ll be the perfect scapegoat. The face of the Ravagers’ fall from grace. A tragic second-in-command who betrayed the dying captain.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let go of her, letting her head drop forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’ll be a warning. And me?\" he said, almost lovingly. \"I’ll be reborn.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What an idiot,Veeka thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a flaming, star-sucking idiot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even if he were a galactic idiot, Veeka would likely end up dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And many would argue that she’d deserve it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regardless of how the mission turned out, Veeka still walked in willingly and boarded a civilian ship, which allowed Ramir to stage a hostage situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, across the corridor, one little system had notified its host of what lay ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Host, there is a critical drop in the vitals of one of the pirates in sector 4,\" D-29 chimed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They practically flew over to the sector only to see what had become of these supposed comrades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Veeka was on the ground, wrists bleeding beneath restraint cuffs. Her uniform was torn. Her breaths came in ragged heaves. And Ramir—Ramir had his boot against her chest, a bloodied blade held aloft with something like triumph.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to them with a twisted grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I wondered when you’d show—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never finished the sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duke Leander appeared behind them—faster than any of them expected—and moved with precision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No theatrics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No speech.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a simple, devastating strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>D-29 thought this was surely the way to go, as the villains in the dramas always perished because they had so many things to say before they finished the main characters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Ramir lifted the blade higher, the Duke’s hand flashed out. Spiritual energy arced through the air like a whip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade went flying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ramir blinked, stunned. He didn’t even get a full breath before the Duke’s boot connected with his sternum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hit the wall hard. Then the floor. And stayed there, groaning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luca—who’d just gotten over the horror—watched in mute awe as his father calmly straightened his coat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the amazed son decided to clap, just like he had after seeing the earlier techniques.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Technique Nine,\" the Duke said lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luca stared. \"Wait, that was Nine, Papa?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mm. Eight was last time.\" The Duke brushed imaginary dust from his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Veeka was too out of breath to celebrate or to laugh at the absurdity of the situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She lay still, bloodied and gasping, staring up at the people now standing in a semicircle over her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was clear as day. She was at their mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But still, she spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was do or die, anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’d like to offer you a deal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1365,"2026-06-02T06:16:21.520Z",1,"novelbin.me","6ec5753624b58588203763af387d02163b658f8743818eaee1e1ce50ac109871","the-royal-military-academy-s-impostor-owns-a-dun-chapter-294","the-royal-military-academy-s-impostor-owns-a-dun-chapter-292",1073,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-royal-military-academy-s-impostor-owns-a-dun-cover.jpg"]