[{"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-510":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},630470,871,"Chapter 510: The True Orc","the-royal-military-academy-s-impostor-owns-a-dun-chapter-510",510,"\u003Cp>The sound of boots thundered through the quiet manor, dozens of feet pounding toward the kitchen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So many people were rushing that it almost drowned out the blaring alarms still screaming in the halls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they reached the kitchen doors, the alarms finally cut off, replaced by a flashing message on the nearest wall panel and across every staff terminal:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[NOTICE: ASSAILANT SUBDUED.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[CAUTION: UNKNOWN SUBSTANCE DETECTED. HAZMAT SUITS REQUIRED.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The calm, clinical prompts blinked in quiet contrast to the chaos just moments ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a moment of tense silence as the guards and staff hesitated, exchanging uneasy glances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then someone stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Butler Gary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His room was closest to the kitchen, and of course, he was the first to arrive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a practiced motion, he pulled a hazmat suit from his space button—one of many precautions he’d started taking after that one unforgettable dungeon incident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kitchen doors slid open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And inside, under the stark white lights, lay a giant Orc sprawled on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His massive body was pelted with five giant tranquilizer needles still embedded in his hide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At his side, a small bottle lay on the floor, cracked open. Its faint, dark contents glimmered with a sinister sheen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Butler Gary stared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"D-29. Is he alive?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A moment later, the kitchen screen lit up with a response:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[UNFORTUNATELY.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gary’s lips pressed into a thin line as he adjusted the cuff of his suit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Duke and Duchess will need to see this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He crouched slightly, studying the Orc’s face with caution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And D-29... if you have footage of this...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gary stood again, his gaze hard as stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...prepare a copy. Because one King is going to want to see this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Actually, the King would rather not concern himself with the petty affairs of humans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not really.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he thought, at the very least, it might still be possible to convince Kira to return home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For her safety, of course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this way, he could stay rational, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because this trip was about to become the most eye-opening experience of his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just when the ear-piercing alarms stopped, the door to his room slammed open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, slammed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just before the King could behead someone for this insolence, he saw that standing there, with her arms crossed and eyes blazing, was his very own daughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who, with her sharp, cold, and absolutely furious voice, said, \"Father. Grakkar has been detained.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a second, King Garick just blinked at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was early. Too early. And that did not sound like a morning greeting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grakkar?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His trusted nephew?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garick stared at her in stunned silence, still sitting on the edge of his bed as her words sank in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, this morning had already taken a turn—only it was about to get even worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>King Garick stood in the center of the kitchen, his massive arms crossed, his expression dark enough to make the staff shrink back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the floor, Grakkar knelt, restrained and newly awakened from his forced slumber, his head lowered just enough to hide the defiance in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The King’s glare bore into him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Explain yourself. Now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grakkar raised his head slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, his voice was calm, pitiful, even.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This... this is all a misunderstanding. I don’t even know how I ended up here. I—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He faltered, but the faint smirk on his lips betrayed his confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, he still believed in the artifact’s power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What he didn’t know and what the technology-hating Orc never cared to understand was that just hiding with an artifact was not enough to fool Kyros’ technology.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not under that vengeful system’s watchful eyes. And certainly not after he’d interrupted its precious \"research\" time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By now, the leaders and the young members of DG had gathered around, staring at the massive projection that displayed D-29’s captured footage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every angle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every step Grakkar had taken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every muttered word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no denying it now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>King Garick’s anger simmered hotter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You dare...\" he growled lowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grakkar’s confidence wavered, but he tried to salvage himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... I was ordered! It wasn’t me! The humans—they were the target!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a murmur in the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then Ada stepped forward, her voice calm but cutting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If the humans were the target,\" she said coolly, \"then why use Blackroot extract? Won’t that do nothing to them?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All eyes turned to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even King Garick’s eyes widened slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His aide stiffened in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Princess Kira stared at Ada, confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ada... what’s this Blackroot thing?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ada didn’t flinch as she answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your Highness. It’s a viscous, faintly bitter liquid distilled from the roots of the Blackroot Vine. A parasitic plant found only in contaminated zones. In its natural state, it is harmless. But when fermented...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She glanced at Grakkar, her eyes hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...it becomes a neurotoxin. And it’s particularly effective against Orc blood chemistry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a collective gasp from the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ada continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And save for the untested contamination risk, this wouldn’t really do anything to humans at all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More gasps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone turned back to the traitor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who just laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The quiet, bitter sound quickly grew into a maniacal cackle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grakkar’s face twisted, his pitiful act falling away as he sneered at Ada, eyes gleaming with lunacy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see. I see there’s no point in hiding it anymore. Who would’ve thought this little bitch knew of such a thing?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ada’s lips barely moved, but her eyes looked murderous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Technically, she hadn’t been completely sure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But with D-29’s analysis and all those years studying anything that could harm her intended boss, she figured it had to be somewhere in her notes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And if she couldn’t guess it right away, she’d just do a process of elimination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And here he was, affirming her guess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Princess Kira stared at him, disbelief written all over her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Grakkar...? My cousin? You...you really are a traitor?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was shocking to Kira, who thought they’d always had a great relationship. But even a rock couldn’t miss what Ada’s words and his confirmation implied. He was actually after them—the Orcs, his supposed family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grakkar only spat blood on the floor—blood that had pooled in his mouth from the King’s earlier punch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Me? A traitor?\" he barked out a humorless laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No. If anything... It’s you. You’re the traitor. Siding with humans.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His lips curled into a bitter grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you ask our tribespeople, they’d give me an award. For being a true Orc.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guards flinched. No one would have been surprised if anyone had instinctively stepped back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But surprisingly, the cadets weren’t even fazed. After all, hadn’t they just dealt with a smaller version of this one?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grakkar raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, his smile unhinged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re all pathetic.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words dripped venom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bowing to these weaklings. Groveling at their feet. Do you even hear yourselves?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spat to the side, his sneer cutting like a blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You think this ends here? You think killing me changes anything? You’re wrong. Even if I die, the truth stays the same—she’s a traitor. And you—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He jabbed a finger at King Garick, his grin sharp as glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"—You’re a coward. Too scared to even start what should’ve been done ages ago. But maybe we were also at fault. At fault for thinking that your sister was enough of a sacrifice.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The King’s eyes flashed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward, his voice low and dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...What did you just say?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grakkar smirked, his head lolling lazily to the side as he chuckled darkly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah. She wasn’t enough. Now maybe with this dumbo...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then his jaw tensed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes glinted as he bit down—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or tried to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But nothing happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mouth wouldn’t close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His teeth couldn’t connect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And his eyes went wide in confused, mounting terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let out a muffled grunt as a thin golden glow wrapped tightly over his jaw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luca tilted his head slightly, golden eyes wide and worried as he held his hand out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sorry!\" Luca said hastily. \"D-29 said you’d probably try to get rid of yourself. Apparently, villains always have to have the last laugh. So I blocked his mouth.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room stayed silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And King Garick just loomed closer, his massive shadow swallowing the trembling Orc on the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grakkar’s eyes flicked up to meet him, only to realize he was utterly, completely,fucked.\u003C\u002Fp>",1402,"2026-06-02T06:16:33.822Z",1,"novelbin.me","b80f49d3e19360e47f70247d7c81c84c495c07d632e17fddde8177ab515bdec9","the-royal-military-academy-s-impostor-owns-a-dun-chapter-511","the-royal-military-academy-s-impostor-owns-a-dun-chapter-509",1073,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-royal-military-academy-s-impostor-owns-a-dun-cover.jpg"]