The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 766

Chapter 766: Booth Negotiations

"Sorry, Guild Master Luca, are you sure about that?" asked the bewildered chairman, whose hair had turned white halfway through the meeting.

While he expected an inevitable backlash and probably a rightful thrashing, he had apparently learned that dealing with such people was much harder than dealing with tantrums.

But what exactly had him reacting like this?

Well, maybe because they didn’t expect to be greeted cheerfully, most organizers were actually taken aback by the calmness of the people who actually bothered to introduce themselves.

Adrian had actually thought they were rather humble, since most guilds of their caliber would have gone straight to the point and assumed their name was prestigious enough that everyone already knew who they were.

But that wasn’t the case for these two.

The Chairman cleared his throat the moment the introductions were over. "Young Lords, first of all, I would like to apologize for the last-minute communication. The booth draw has already concluded." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

There was sincerity and unease in the Chairman’s voice, and Adrian felt like he understood why.

After he berated everyone about putting themselves in someone else’s shoes, they had thought about a compromise. Cutting out a chunk of the center stage allocation to open up a new booth space.

Obviously, that once again drew arguments about showing too much favor, but when Chairman Lan asked if they would then be willing to ask the other guilds to give up space, the other members immediately shut up and just grumbled to themselves.

With the location alone, some guilds would be willing to squeeze themselves into a tinier space. So the organizers hoped that with nine members, they might be fine with such an arrangement. Less space meant less need for manpower, right?

"To make up for the situation, we’ve come up with an option. While the booth itself will not be as big as the others, the location is most definitely prime." He tried smiling as he pointed towards the display where the new intended booth was placed.

They were relatively confident about this because who wouldn’t want such a spot? And yet when they turned to see the reactions of the cadets, they couldn’t help but flinch. It was as if someone had aimed a cannon at them because, before their eyes, the young lad just wilted.

Luca’s shoulders drooped.

And as if on cue, his golden eyes dimmed.

There was an awkward silence.

Then one organizer, in a heroic and exasperated attempt to salvage the situation, piped up with a forced laugh.

"It is so much better than the original one. Look, your previous booth was right there by one of the unused garden exit doors. Compared to that, this spot is an upgrade. And for the new place, we will not even charge the additional expense. Only fifty million guild credits for literally the best location in the exhibition."

The others turned to him with the exact expressions of people ready to strangle him with a nameplate.

How could he possibly think now was the right time to reveal where they were originally supposed to go?!

Luca, meanwhile, was scandalized. And rather confused.

Fifty million guild credits.

For a tiny rectangle in the middle of what was probably going to be a very noisy hall.

The little money-grubber tried to assess the situation once more, but his brain, with the help of D-29’s whirring, was really not helping make sense of such an expense.

Why would anyone pay that much? Sure, DG had significantly more guild credits than they could possibly use, but even so. That was daylight robbery!

Moreover, how could they charge that much when the original space that was so much better was only for five million guild credits!

Luca had to look at it again; it was tiny when compared to the other booths, yes, but it was out of the way! Not only was it out of the way, but it also had a much nicer price tag! Look at that one entire missing zero! That alone made it all better!

But how come their location was suddenly changed to a more expensive one?

While Luca tried to understand the situation, Kyle quietly assessed everything, watching for cues. He tried to keep track of Luca’s reactions, the officials’ expressions, and the booth projection. Then, unexpectedly, a paper note slipped in front of him. Covertly. Silently.

Kyle blinked.

The note read, "Get back the original one. Luca wants that."

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