The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 604

Chapter 604: Return to Sender?

It had been two hours since the "hello" that left Luca frozen for a good five minutes. Even now, he could still remember the chaos that followed.

Even D-29 had buffered.

The little system loaded repeatedly as it verified the existence of the number that had suddenly appeared in their account, a number so large it practically doubled their entire balance in an instant.

While the account owned by Xavier contained far more funds, Luca still couldn’t wrap his head around the fact that this was apparently a greeting. A greeting! But apparently, he wasn’t alone, because D-29 also found this scenario absolutely contrary to its database expectations.

Normally, in every case study and drama reference D-29 had prepared, the benefactor’s parents should have offered a sizeable amount of money for the Host to leave the benefactor’s side. The classic "break-up compensation."

D-29’s playback library was filled with dramatic simulations—a wealthy mother with professionally done hair standing in a sunlit mansion. The poor partner nearly sprawled on the floor in tears. A blank check thrown down like a guillotine. The parent towering over them with the words: "Take this money and disappear." The poor partner clutching the paper dramatically while whispering, "I’ll never leave him!"

Yes. That was the script D-29 had been preparing for.

It had even calculated what amount would be considered "acceptable" to make a realistic refusal if such an event ever occurred to its Host.

But what was this?

This wasn’t a rejection fund. This wasn’t an exile fee.

This was... a hello?!

The development was enough to make even the Imperial Crown Prince rub at his temples. And that was before his little money-grubber broke through the haze of shining star coins.

"X-Xavier! Oh no! How do I properly say hello back?!" Luca panicked, hands clutching his head. "What about sending back more money? But what if I also want to say a longer greeting? Is the price per character?!"

He looked mortified. What if they thought he was disrespectful for taking so long to respond?

Xavier dragged him close and sighed. "Don’t give back the money. They would probably be sad if you do."

Also, his little money-grubber might feel unwell for days if the balance in their account suddenly plummeted that dramatically. "Unwell" was putting it lightly.

Truthfully, Xavier wasn’t even sure why this was happening. But he had a very strong suspicion that it was Nina’s doing. Because otherwise, wouldn’t they have sent treasures, heirlooms, or something that screamed formality?

But funds? That had Nina’s little hands all over it.

Still, he figured this was a good sign. At least their family’s first instinct had been... generous. Embarrassing, but generous and rather accepting. If anything, a bit too accepting.

The real danger was if his parents got too curious. Because if they decided to take matters into their own hands, Luca might not survive the shock.

"Then what should I do?" Luca’s eyes trembled pitifully as he looked up at him.

Xavier pinched the bridge of his nose. It would be impossible to convince him that nothing was required in return. That this was merely a gift.

So he tried another approach. "Actually, anything you send them would be good enough. Provided it’s something you chose with them in mind, then it should do well."

Easier said than done.

Because Luca remembered full well how the Emperor seemed to enjoy giving gifts, while the Empress seemed to value quality time.

So how could he just send any gift?!

This felt harder than building an entire biomecha.

What if he just sent one of those over? Would that be thoughtful enough?

Probably not. Because he hadn’t even had the chance to assess them properly for suitability! So clearly they’d think it was just a random mecha without any thought?!

The horror!

So with this sudden concern, Luca sat outside, staring at nothing, his thoughts heavy. He rubbed his temples as if a solution might pop out if he pressed hard enough.

Then he heard it.

The joyous laughter of the elders.

When he turned, they were all seated together, looking far too relaxed for people who had lived through centuries of disasters. Elder Shen was slapping his knee so hard the chair beneath him creaked, Elder Feng was wheezing like an overused bellows, Elder Wei looked smug, and Elder Pao Xi... well, he was smirking like he had caused half of it.

"Lord!" Elder Shen spotted him first. "Come here, boy!"

Luca trudged over and greeted them respectfully, but his expression was downcast.

The elders froze.

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