The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 614

Chapter 614: Loot or Die Trying

"So, you’re saying this isn’t the first time you’re seeing your mecha, Kyle?!" Ollie’s blonde mop shook in disbelief. His big eyes blinked like saucers.

"Yeah," Kyle replied casually, smiling as he twirled Ollie’s fluffy hair-antenna around his finger. "Luca had to verify if it was something I could handle."

The mop froze.

His lips parted, his eyes grew wider as he caught on, "Wait! Is it something too taxing on you?!" His voice climbed like a panicked kettle about to whistle.

"No," Kyle chuckled, then admitted honestly, "well... not anymore. Admittedly, the first try, with a different model, was difficult."

He remembered how the first time he’d climbed into the first modified biomecha, it had practically kicked him out by force. He hadn’t lasted longer than an hour at full functionality, mostly because he hadn’t figured out how to distribute his spiritual output properly.

But he couldn’t allow that to happen again. Not when there would be two of them inside that mecha. Carelessness meant death. Just as bad, it meant throwing away Luca’s and Ollie’s efforts.

So, the already overloaded adjutant had thrown himself into training. Relentless, punishing training. Something he normally detested with his entire soul. If he was being honest, the only reason he tolerated it was because he had definitely gone crazy for a certain someone.

Sigh.

Eventually, he managed to figure out how to stabilize his spiritual energy flow.

And he realized he wasn’t alone. When he asked both Xavier and Duchess Amelia about it, they explained it was a recurring issue.

Duchess Amelia, Assistant Gisella, and Cece had an advantage. They had grown accustomed to high levels of spiritual energy back when they were stranded in the dungeon, practically marinated in the stuff.

But for the rest of them, they were still adapting. It wasn’t that they didn’t have spiritual energy. It was that they weren’t used to producing it so consistently.

Even more problematic was the timing.

See, normal mechas always had some kind of delay. And by increasing the CF value, the delay could be shortened. Pilots were used to accounting for that split-second lag.

But biomechas? None. Zero. The only delay was the time it took the pilot’s brain to think of the next move.

That was why so many of them stumbled. Those accustomed to factoring in delay now tripped over themselves because their biomechas responded instantly. Their habits betrayed them.

Kyle learned the hard way. And after that, he reached one undeniable conclusion.

Their Prince was a monster.

A monster who had been piloting like this from the very start.

And Luca? Probably right up there with him. Maybe even higher. Considering how little time Luca had to catch up compared to the rest of them, it was absurd.

The others might not know, but Kyle did. Xavier had been switching between piloting Sid, combination mechas, and manual mechas since he was young.

Military missions had forced all of them to get comfortable with manual mechas, sure. But switching gears daily, across three different piloting systems? That was something else. Sometimes Xavier would even switch all three within the day. For school, for training, or for actual combat. He could just imagine the instinctive switch and how his senses would likely suffer before he could get to such a level.

After experiencing the biomecha himself, Kyle could no longer deny it. The sheer magnitude of Xavier’s and Luca’s skills was terrifying. Not just impressive. Terrifying. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

So thankfully, they were on the same team.

And while he sounded like life was hard, it was admittedly nothing like before.

Sure, he was loaded with work. But it was meaningful work. And even now, in the empire, he’d been given the chance to pilot a biomecha that now felt like an extension of his own body.

"It should be good now," Kyle said with quiet confidence. "But since this worked, we need to start practicing as a team. Technically, it’s you, me, and D-64 in there. If we can’t synergize properly, then it’ll be hard to maximize everything."

He rubbed the top of Ollie’s mop of blonde hair.

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