The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 646

Chapter 646: Secrets in the Medical Bay

Marshal Julian looked incredulous because now even he was starting to wonder if he had somehow committed accidental treason, judging by the way everyone was staring at him.

But thankfully, the cadets saved him from overthinking by shifting the discussion back to the central issue: spiritual energy.

It was then that he realized, oh no, he did know a bit about it.

But what did that have to do with breakthroughs?

Apparently, everything.

"So the dwindling spiritual energy was really the source of the problem?" Emperor Xavian asked, his tone heavy. He had been monitoring this phenomenon for a long time, as his predecessors had warned him to.

Luca and Xavier both nodded. And if not for Luca’s calm, peaceful expression, the look of despair on everyone else’s faces might have been mistaken for the aftermath of terrible news.

But this wasn’t terrible news.

In fact, nothing could have been farther from the truth.

Because what they were really hearing was that these cadets, with the help of House Kyros, had been busy creating sustainable sources of spiritual energy.

The realization crashed into them with staggering weight.

Had it not been for this new source, what would have become of the Empire in the next century?

How many of them would even make it past the next few years?

Maybe a handful.

And even if the Empire somehow limped on, it would have been a brittle shell, a pale shadow of its former self. Worse, it wouldn’t just be the Empire that fell—it would take the entire hypercluster with it.

That thought alone had their hearts skipping beats, breaths stuttering, and eyes wide.

Was this what it felt like to finally glimpse a possible future? To suddenly realize there might be more work to do, but at least that work mattered?

For the first time in centuries, the burden of survival felt lighter.

Therefore, after confirming that these children really had a hand in the sudden emergence of spiritual relics across the Empire, the ruling couple’s minds snapped toward the same concern: logistics, security, and scaling.

"Even our predecessors went to great lengths to attempt what you’ve accomplished in just a few months," the Emperor said, his voice tight with awe. "And even then, they failed. So now that you’ve actually found a way, how can we ensure it stays safe and continues to run?"

Emperor Xavian’s thoughts spiraled into calculations: supply chains, resource movement, financial capital, security forces. The list was endless, and each item felt more critical than the last.

His wife mirrored him, her eyes sharp. "From the production of that many mechas, the movement of materials alone would be immense. And then there’s the facility you mentioned."

Her words grew even sharper, her tone incredulous. "In that case, the required capitalization alone would be insane! Is this why even Nina insisted it was best to just hand over money???"

It was like lightning had struck her—sudden realization dawning.

Of course.

Money didn’t just grow on trees. For an operation of this scale, resources were not optional. They were lifeblood. And here they were, as the Imperial family, utterly failing to provide the support required.

The horror!

Her horror!

But just as her heart sank at the realization, the Imperial mother nearly keeled over again—because when she voiced her thoughts aloud, Luca answered with the most pleasing tone in the galaxy.

Apparently, money does grow on trees.

Even better, spiritual fruits actually do.

Luca flushed bright enough to light the medical bay. He had finally understood why Xavier’s parents had thought to send money.

They had assumed, from Nina’s stories, that he needed financial help. So when he had sent that thoughtful gift, his in-laws had assumed he’d spent every cent on something unbelievable for them.

"Yes. What about it?" she asked. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

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