[{"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-296":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},630056,871,"Chapter 296: Recalibrating","the-royal-military-academy-s-impostor-owns-a-dun-chapter-296",296,"\u003Cp>There was barely any warning and definitely no final countdown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the jarring groan of metal and that sudden gut-wrenching pull of gravity that came with the ringing in his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luca came to first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His vision spun as his eyes fluttered open. And he was confused, as the first thing he saw was a faint glow around them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air was thick with dust and heat, and everything hurt in a dull, muffled way. It was a very familiar feeling, but one he hadn’t felt in what seemed like forever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet right now, it told him that they’d likely crashed into something, somewhere, and hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But despite the heat around him, there was this cooling presence against his side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xavier. Steady, solid, and protective.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Prince hadn’t let go. His arm was still shielded over Luca in a reflexive arc, spiritual energy crackling faintly around them like a net trying to hold reality together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luca coughed, breath catching as the sharp scent of burning metal filled his lungs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands trembled as they pushed against the debris-littered floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"X-Xavier?\" he rasped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The protector stirred, eyelids fluttering open, his gaze unfocused before narrowing sharply on Luca.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re okay,\" Xavier said hoarsely, relief flashing in his expression before his muscles slackened, exhaustion winning for a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came the sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Host—\" D-29’s voice crackled weakly, distorted like it had been shoved through a cheese grater.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh no.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh no no no—SYSTEM FAILURE. Host, my systems are compromised! I cannot access the Dungeon!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luca blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...What?\" Luca whispered, still dizzy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>D-29 wailed again, like a panicked kettle. \"The Dungeon Space is unreachable!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sid tried to console the wailing system but instead got pitying looks as D-29 started to understand what it must have been like for the guardian mecha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which really wasn’t so bad unless you were a system that normally had access to so much more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How could you live like this?!\" complained the little system, which had been relegated to a mecha AI.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luca barely processed the horror before a groan echoed nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Anyone there?\" Luca called, his voice raw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyle was slumped against a wall, surrounded by fragments of splintered crates and scorched plating. One arm was curled tightly around a mop of tangled blonde hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ollie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bundled blonde looked like a dazed dumpling—clutching a half-eaten fruit strip and blinking up with glassy eyes, trembling faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t woken during the crash. Not really.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when a warm, sticky wetness began to spread beneath his cheek did he stir.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a second, he panicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was he going to drown? His dream had been of bungee jumping, so the feeling of wetness jolted him into waking up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then the smell hit him. Blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then he realized—he wasn’t the one bleeding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was worse. The blood came from someone else entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kyle—\" Ollie’s voice cracked as he lifted his head, eyes widening in horror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a gash on his temple, thin but steady, the blood trickling down past his cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyle, in response, just tilted his head lazily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey,\" he greeted with a weak smirk. \"Look who’s up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re—! But you’re—!\" Ollie stammered, staring at the blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bleeding. Yeah. Head wounds. They’re dramatic like that.\" The adjutant tried to wave it off, but his hand didn’t quite reach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re bleeding,\" Ollie repeated, voice rising an octave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ve bled before. What’s new?\" He deadpanned. \"Pretty sure that’s not the worst part of today.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ollie stared, lips wobbling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t cry,\" Kyle added, brows furrowing. \"You have to maintain your honor as the first person to nap through a full ship crash.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I did not—\" Ollie sniffled. \"I’m not crying.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmm. If you say so.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m not!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then why do you sound like a hiccuping puppy?\" Kyle teased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A—what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nothing.\" Shrugging, the exhausted giant still managed to flash a roguish smile, his mouth tipping up in a way that made the mop want to smack him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’restupid,\" Ollie, face pink and eyes swimming, clutched him harder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Andyou’reheavy.\" Kyle coughed, leaning back against the broken panel as he consoled the trembling bundle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ollie didn’t even argue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just buried his face back into the crook of the guy’s neck, muttering to himself, \"This is why you’re not cute...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, yeah,\" chuckled the un-cute adjutant who patted the blonde’s back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment—just one—they stayed like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the dread hadn’t passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in the silence that followed, the air began to shift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pulse. Then a flash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And far off in the chamber, a strange system prompt that didn’t belong to D-29 flickered to life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[SYSTEM NOTICE: RECALIBRATING DUNGEON DIFFICULTY LEVEL...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words hovered in mid-air, projected through a holographic glyph that hadn’t been there seconds before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>D-29 lagged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This—?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Host?\" the system said, its voice suddenly very, very small.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[NEW CHALLENGERS DETECTED]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[DIFFICULTY INCREASED TO: A-CLASS]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"WHAT?!\" D-29 screeched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another vibration rippled through the floor. This time, louder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just as everyone, including Butler Gary, sat up straighter to better stare at the flickering prompt—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A second projection bloomed in the air, ominous and final.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[WARNING: BOSS ROOM RESET IN PROGRESS.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh no,\" Luca whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And somewhere—within a chamber lined with thrones of bone and old black flame—something shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Darkness throbbed like a pulse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The throne chamber was suddenly too silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heavy shadows clung to the jagged stone walls like living things, as if even the ancient architecture knew that what lay here should not be disturbed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If only.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[WARNING: BOSS ROOM RESET IN PROGRESS.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prompt hovered midair, humming faintly, unquestionable and unreasonable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the center of the throne room, a lone figure knelt in the carnage’s aftermath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Armor cracked. One arm was slack at her side. The other clutching a dull sword streaked with blood, both hers and otherwise. She had fought alone now—longer than anyone should’ve survived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And she’d almost done it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battle had been brutal and relentless, but the creature, whatever that was, had started faltering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then—this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[NEW CHALLENGERS DETECTED]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prompt blinked once, then began recalculating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her breath hitched. Her head rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[DIFFICULTY INCREASED TO: A-CLASS.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t curse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t scream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She only blinked, tasting iron as her mouth curved into the faintest wry smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course.Of course, this would happen now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as she’d finally cornered it. Just as the final blow was about to land. Just when the blood-slicked floor stopped moving under her boots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She rose slowly. The throne chamber around her rumbled as the system recalibrated. The glowing glyphs along the ground reignited like veins bursting with flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The creature beyond the gates shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It hadn’t yet shown its complete form—not entirely. Only towering limbs, serrated bone, and spiraling horns hinted at its nature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And she wasn’t planning on staying there to see more.\u003C\u002Fp>",1127,"2026-06-02T06:16:21.520Z",1,"novelbin.me","e54a769e86c20b368c91a003c965c996281fd68e692dff53d36482b3c6d3f5bd","the-royal-military-academy-s-impostor-owns-a-dun-chapter-297","the-royal-military-academy-s-impostor-owns-a-dun-chapter-295",1073,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-royal-military-academy-s-impostor-owns-a-dun-cover.jpg"]