The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 660

Chapter 660: Potato Diplomacy

Eyes refocused as Elder Shen proudly fished out a single potato slice that had been buried deep beneath the pile of food they had tossed in earlier.

It had been sitting there for a while, soaking up the bubbling red broth, and now, as steam curled from it, the humble potato gleamed like a jewel.

Elder Shen blew on it carefully and popped it into his mouth.

And then he froze.

Potatoes—yes, he had eaten them many times before. Roasted, mashed, even stewed. But this? This was something else entirely. Spicy, soft, bursting with flavor, the heat and richness of the broth had transformed the ordinary into the divine.

His eyes rolled slightly, his shoulders sagged, and for one delirious moment, Elder Shen looked as if he was about to ascend once again.

"Elder Shen!" cried one of the other elders.

"Unforgivable! I was the one who put that potato in!"

"Nonsense, it was me!"

"How dare you steal what was rightfully mine!"

Laughter erupted around the table as the three identical elders bickered furiously over ownership of a potato slice. Meanwhile, Elder Pao Xi quietly leaned back, pretending not to be involved, and with impeccable timing, tossed a whole handful of new potato slices into their pot, as if feeding the chaos on purpose.

"..."

Uno stared blankly at the spectacle, his eyes darting from one elder to the next, still unsure of who was who. But to him, what was now important was how the fourth elder started putting in more of the same thing. So obviously, he had to do something!

The rest of the room dissolved into laughter once again, and like Uno, a few even decided to imitate them. Soon, others were carefully waiting to fish out potatoes, timing themselves with exaggerated seriousness, only to realize they would take forever.

But while everyone laughed, two cadets had more serious expressions as they poked their chopsticks into the broth. They, too, were pulling up things they had apparently left to simmer for quite a while.

The Imperial Prince, however, had gone one step further.

Rather than trust luck or timing, he had quietly recruited the help of his guardian mecha, instructing it to scan the temperature readings of the broth. Every degree was monitored, every dip carefully calculated. Only when the data confirmed perfection did he move.

And then, with calm precision, he fished out not one but several items—potato slices, dumplings, and even round fish balls—each perfectly cooked and prepared early into the start of their dinner. And now he was just reaping the benefits of advanced preparations.

"!!!"

The entire room fell silent, jaws slack as if he had just performed a miracle.

But what truly gripped their throats was when the Imperial Prince carefully placed a giant portion of food into Luca’s bowl.

The little chipmunk blinked in surprise, his golden eyes widening as though the heavens themselves had parted for him.

The rest of the food, Xavier divided into five smaller plates, though two of them clearly held much more.

Soundlessly, Xavier set one plate in front of his little sister. Princess Nina clutched it with both hands, staring down at the assortment as if she had been handed treasure straight from the vaults of Solaris.

The prince then placed another plate in front of the Empress and Emperor, who stiffened at the unexpected gesture. Next, he handed one to the Duchess and the stunned Duke Leander. The fourth plate went to Marshal Julian, and the final plate he left for himself, eating without any flourish, as if none of it were remarkable.

But to everyone else, it was like watching the birth of a new planet.

Luca’s face glowed red as he watched. His chopsticks hovered against his lips before he whispered, "Thank you, Xavier."

"I’ve been his adjutant since I could count," Kyle replied smoothly, glancing at his stunned blond. "If the Captain does something deliberate, like choosing particular things from a spread this large, there’s a reason. So the best thing to do is follow. And if I do it exactly when he does it, I’ll know exactly when it’s cooked." 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

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