[{"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-311":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},630194,871,"Chapter 311: Clarity","the-royal-military-academy-s-impostor-owns-a-dun-chapter-311",311,"\u003Cp>It hadn’t been that long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a few minutes had passed since the overwhelming spiritual pressure had faded, and the glowing cockpit of Sid had finally gone quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the outside, it looked peaceful. Sealed. Untouchable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one dared knock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, word had already spread, primarily through Kyle and Ollie, who Butler Gary pestered, that Luca usually fell asleep after a massive outburst like that. It was his recovery pattern: purge, crash, nap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So they gave him space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone else busied themselves with cleanup. Kyle and Ollie were sorting monster bones. At the same time, the others were rolling beast carcasses to one side with quiet reverence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the worried mother?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duchess Amelia...well, she was still glaring at the mecha from a distance, arms crossed, visibly restraining herself from kicking the cockpit open to confirm her son’s vital signs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Sid continued to pretend to be a very large, very innocent lump of metal who definitely didn’t know what was going on inside his own cockpit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But inside?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, Luca was very much awake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had been for a while now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, he reallyhadbeen asleep..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was comfortable. Too comfortable as he was wrapped around something solid that was warm where it mattered and cold where he needed it most.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So when memory started to trickle in, it did so gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, he remembered the heat. The pressure. The fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Xavier’s coaxing voice as he whispered different things to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the kiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Correction, thekisses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh no.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was when Luca made the executive decision to stayvery still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t flinch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t twitch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just stayed limp in Xavier’s arms with a fake, peaceful expression that screamed ’I am asleep and have no memories of anything compromising.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would’ve worked, too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Except the memories didn’t stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They came in waves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Messy. Out of order. Blurred and terrifyingly vivid all at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xavier’s hand was on his lower back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While his own legs hooked around the prince like he was clinging to a tree trunk in a storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the noise he’d made when Xavier kissed the corner of his mouth?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unbelievable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mortified chipmunk could remember how he squeaked at every little thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But maybe squeaking was far better than gyrating, which—oh stars—heabsolutelyremembered doing. Repeatedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes stayed shut, glued if only it were possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But internally?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little guide was screaming at the flooding memories of earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luca thought that it should be fine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he never woke up, then he would never have to acknowledge how many times he’d bitten Xavier as if the mountain giant were a piece of meat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nor would he have to be accountable for doing things he didn’t ask permission for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, as he panicked, Xavier’s breathing was steady beneath him, the rise and fall of his chest far too close for someone trying to plead for innocence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, the little guide felt guilty as Xavier’s hand still cradled the back of his head while his other hand rested calmly against his thigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like earlier, when he attacked the prince with his mouth, hips, and hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But most of all, what bothered the skittish animal were the sounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Theshameless, high-pitched noises he had made—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luca had to clench his fingers to keep them from curling up like a dying spider.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He peeked one eye open—just slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only to see Xavier’s jaw from below, sharp and calm and far too beautiful for someone who had just been used as a personal spiritual grounding block.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, without thinking, his eye flicked downward—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only to realize he was still sitting on the giant’s lap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Straddling him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a small, deliberate movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xavier’s hand brushed through his hair again, soothing, gentle, like heknew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your breathing changed,\" he murmured, voice low and warm against his wife’s temple. \"You’re awake, aren’t you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luca froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Internally screamed again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outwardly, he let out the weakest, most pathetic whine that had ever come from his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prince chuckled softly, thumb brushing the edge of his cheek. \"You were very brave.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luca whimpered again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was not brave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, he was the most cowardly chicken in their entire metaphorical coop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And right now, he was still too mortified to look the cooling glacier in the eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, they’d done something similar before, but that time, Xavier had asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d made sure Luca was okay with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this time?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time,hehad ravished the prince without much thought. Had moved on instinct. Had done all those things he couldn’t even begin to describe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was so embarrassed he might just fold into a singularity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xavier, ever perceptive, saw the gears turning behind his flustered expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cruel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You didn’t like it?\" Xavier asked softly, tilting his head. \"Was I too much?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luca’s head shot up so fast it was a wonder he didn’t pull something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?! No,\" the little guide said quickly, his voice just a little too high. \"It wasn’t that I didn’t like it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced away for half a second before meeting Xavier’s gaze again, more grounded but still very clearly embarrassed. \"I...liked it. A lot.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prince arched a brow, the corner of his mouth lifting slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I just...acted without thinking,\" Luca muttered, rubbing at the back of his neck. \"Didn’t ask. Wasn’t exactly gentle. I dumped a ton of raw energy into you, and I wasn’t even sure if you were ready to handle that kind of—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could finish, Xavier moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smoothly. Deliberately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shifted their positions in one fluid motion, guiding the worrywart onto his back with a gentle press, the weight of his presence both unyielding and carefully controlled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t hover like a threat—hesettled, like gravity made manifest, with one hand braced beside Luca’s head and the other resting lightly at his waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guide blinked up at him, startled more by the shift in intensity than the movement itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You think I didn’t like that?\" Xavier asked, voice low and velvety, just the slightest hint of amusement curling at the edges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luca’s breath hitched—but he didn’t look away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I liked it,\" Xavier said, calm and assured. \"Every second of it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little guide swallowed, heat crawling up the back of his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I liked being wanted by you,\" Xavier continued, his gaze unwavering. \"And how we fit together.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dipped his head, close—so close Luca could feel his breath against his lips, the brush of air and intent. Still not kissing. Justthere. Letting the tension spool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I liked how you moved,\" Xavier murmured, words ghosting over Luca’s mouth. \"How you looked at me, and especially how you sounded.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luca’s chest rose with a shaky breath. He didn’t need to hide under his hands, but he couldn’t pretend he wasn’t affected. His fingers curled slightly into Xavier’s side, grounding himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And I’d like it to happen again,\" Xavier said, his voice a quiet promise. \"If you want it to.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The flustered wife blinked, lips parting, gaze searching his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then nodded once. Small. Certain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xavier’s smile deepened just slightly, and he leaned in, brushing his knuckles along this shorty’s cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"One more thing,\" he murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you want me to take care of that?\" Asked the prince, who had such a coaxing tone that Luca failed to understand what he meant right away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until the white wolf looked down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Luca’s eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh.\u003C\u002Fp>",1235,"2026-06-02T06:16:21.519Z",1,"novelbin.me","485e831db2b293d4c03ffc232e84e6d5d24f4339811a852bfd9bd214d01d5fbc","the-royal-military-academy-s-impostor-owns-a-dun-chapter-174","the-royal-military-academy-s-impostor-owns-a-dun-chapter-173",1073,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-royal-military-academy-s-impostor-owns-a-dun-cover.jpg"]