The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 731

Chapter 731: Burning Resolve

There was a sudden chill that came with the breeze, and Luca could tell this was no trivial matter.

In that short, yet relentlessly challenging life of his, he had faced horrors that would have broken anyone. And yet, none terrified him quite like a rampage.

He personally hadn’t experienced going into one, but after being on the receiving end several times, how could he not know what it looked like to everyone else.

Even the nicest people lost control. Forgetting who they are, turning on themselves and their loved ones.

The thought alone made his chest tighten.

But he wasn’t the same helpless child anymore. Nor was his body the cause of such instability.

He was definitely scared. Because who wouldn’t be?

Now, there was no need to hide in the smallest cracks as others collapsed under their own power.

More importantly, this wasn’t just any esper losing control.

This was Xavier. His Xavier.

His most beloved person.

The person who had given him a life he really looked forward to.

Luca swallowed hard, forcing himself to steady his shaking hands as the temperature dropped even further.

Frost began to bloom across the ground, crawling over fallen leaves and blades of grass. The faint mist of cold spread outward from the center of the clearing, and each breath Luca took came out in pale, ghostly wisps.

Xavier stood there, motionless, in the heart of it all.

He wasn’t touching the ground. His feet hovered inches above it, surrounded by an aura of biting frost. Long strands of white hair floated lightly in the freezing air, catching the pale daylight that filtered through the trees. Around him, the frost spread with every passing second, ice creeping over the tree roots and bark until even the forest looked petrified.

And that face—

Expressionless. Cold. Empty.

To anyone else, this would have been the image of an untouchable being, divine and merciless.

But to Luca, it was wrong. Terribly wrong.

Because those same eyes—usually filled with affection—had turned eerily distant, their usual azure now glowed faintly with red at the edges, like cracks of bleeding through ice.

"Xavier..." Luca whispered, voice soft but trembling.

No response.

Not even a flicker of recognition.

The area around them was silent except for the faint crackling of ice as it continued to glaze over the ground and the vegetation.

"Host! Temperature drop is accelerating!" Prompted the concerned little system. For the safety of the dungeon it was managing, the best recourse was to eject the threat. But how could the benefactor be ejected?!

Luca’s breath hitched. He was managing because by default his temperatures as someone who could wield fire was much higher than most people. But that was it in this case. He couldn’t possibly use his own abilities against someone who would immediately think of it as an attack.

Then just as the frost raced for his feet, Sid spoke, "Little Master, it may not be best to engage. Before losing consciousness, the Master was very clear about keeping you away from him if it gets too bad."

"I’ll be fine." Luca understood Sid’s concerns, but it was this very moment that made him feel like all that time suffering was so that he could get to this turning point.

"I’m staying." Because that’s what Xavier needs right now.

That, however, didn’t mean that he wasn’t deathly scared or worried.

Luca’s heart kept pounding, as if he even needed a reminder of how dangerous this was.

And yet he still took one step forward. It was slow and deliberate, but the moment his boot actually touched the ice, a wave of frost shot outward.

The sudden flash of white made him flinch and raise an arm to shield his face.

Cold air bit at his skin, sharp enough to sting, and he realized if he hadn’t raised his arms, it would’ve been his face directly answering to that.

"Host! Temperature spike! Please put up a barrier!"

But Luca didn’t move.

He couldn’t.

Because a barrier might protect him—but it would also separate them.

The man standing before him wasn’t thinking, wasn’t conscious. Xavier was moving purely on instinct. And if Luca used anything that might resemble an esper’s defense or attack, it would only make things worse.

"Host, please advise! What should we do?" There were no such things in the research materials it had deeply scrutinized. Usually, the issue leaned more towards bombing or howling during full moons!

What was to be done with a violent freezer?!

Before D-29 could even finish, the system cut off mid-word.

"Host—?!"

Sid, who had been monitoring the situation from a distance, froze as well.

Because the little Master had vanished.

No flash, no ripple, just gone.

But before anyone could react, he was there again—right in front of the frozen prince.

But he didn’t just appear.

Because Luca’s idea of a "surprise attack" was far from conventional.

Instead of shouting or calling out, he lunged forward, locking his arms around Xavier’s neck and pressing his lips firmly against his.

Sid, witnessing this through his optical sensors, short-circuited for exactly 0.4 seconds. "What—?!"

But Luca wasn’t hearing anything anymore.

The kiss wasn’t gentle. It wasn’t patient. It was a plea.

A desperate attempt to reach the man buried inside that endless, freezing void.

His spiritual energy surged in waves, pouring out through the contact, flooding into Xavier’s frozen sea of consciousness.

It was cold. So unbearably cold.

The place that was usually his sanctuary suddenly felt like an endless abyss.

He couldn’t help but feel small again.

The void didn’t just resist him. It pulled at him.

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