The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 671

Chapter 671: The Minister’s Headache

Minister Kordell Nox woke up to sounds he would have preferred not to hear. And while he did appreciate their concern for him, why did he feel like he should be more concerned about their futures?

Because before him were two people with the same look in their eyes. And it was definitely unsettling.

"Dear, are you feeling better now?" Evelyn asked, her fingers casually brushing through his hair.

Kordell sat up straighter, rubbing at his temple before muttering, "You tell me. Right now, I’m not really sure if I’m feeling better."

He glanced at the trembling blonde, who looked like he was preparing to meet his maker, then back at his wife, who looked entirely too pleased. "So... what exactly happened while I was out?"

"Oh, nothing much," Evelyn said cheerfully, her smile blooming like a spring flower. "I just got to know our future son-in-law."

"..."

Minister Kordell Nox, who in public was known for his stern and unshakable expression, gaped. His mouth actually fell open as he looked at his wife, then at Oliver, then back at her again.

"So it’s really true?" he asked in disbelief.

"Definitely true," Evelyn said with certainty.

The Minister tilted his head back with a long sigh before something like a resigned smile curved his lips. "Then I guess... welcome to the family, Oliver."

"!!!"

Ollie practically jolted out of his seat, his mouth opening and closing like a fish. The entire time he had been wiggling in place, trying to anticipate what terrifying questions the Minister would throw at him, only to be blindsided by this sudden declaration.

"M-my Lord!" he stammered, nearly falling out of his chair. "By any chance, do you have any questions for me?"

The Minister simply stared at him. Ollie stared back, his bright eyes shimmering with desperation. The silence stretched until Kordell finally said, "While I do have a lot of questions, none of them would decide whether you stay or not. By the looks of it, not only has our son gone through all those lengths to keep you, but you’ve also survived my wife."

The shocked little mop blinked rapidly.

"So, in my opinion," the Minister continued dryly, "we can discuss details later when the ones who truly have explaining to do are actually present."

"T-then, My Lord," Ollie whispered nervously, "are you not angry about this?"

Kordell tilted his head, an odd spark in his sharp eyes. "Why would I be angry when just having you here allowed us to keep those two waiting outside of their own volition?"

"!!!"

Ollie’s eyes widened in dawning realization. His face lit up like a lantern, shining so brightly that the Minister felt momentarily blinded. He watched as the young cadet looked at his wife wordlessly, yet entirely too loudly in their strange connection. Kordell could practically see flowers blooming around them.

He already had a bad feeling about this. But then again, just by looking at them, he could see why it had been impossible for his son to escape. Of course, it had been. Their genes were clearly coded for attracting the worst yet the best kinds of calamities.

He chuckled quietly to himself, watching his wife—the biggest monster of them all—smiling as she calmly inducted another disaster into their family.

—

Meanwhile, outside the booth, one adjutant kept pacing like a caged beast, much to the annoyance of his older brother.

"Even if you wear a hole through the floor, it won’t help in getting him out. Also, Ollie always has revive pills, right?" Killian said casually.

The glare he received from Kyle could have frozen the sun. The younger brother had been seething with anxiety ever since they had been kicked out, and nothing Killian said was helping.

Then, all of a sudden, Kyle’s terminal flashed. His breath hitched when his little star’s face popped up. He thanked the stars his terminal was always set to private, because the message across the screen made his stomach drop.

Kyle! You’re my legal hubby now! We don’t need to elope anymore! You just have to survive! <3

There was even a little heart.

And yet Kyle felt like he had just been cursed.

"Oh, what now?" Killian asked, catching sight of his brother’s face.

"He survived."

"Huh?"

"He survived."

"...Then isn’t that good?"

"Yeah. But it seems Ollie isn’t sure if we will."

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