“Oh my gosh, I didn’t know that the lady of a noble page would be interested in a lowly job like a moderator?”
“joy! That fox devil can’t even go to the bathroom by himself, right? So I guess that’s why I asked you to support this!”
“What?! A fox demon?”
What made the cadets heading to the conference room buzzing was the sparking battle of nerves between Lady Panton and Lady Page.
“why! Am I wrong?!”
“Wrong! I was completely wrong?!”
“If I’m right, I’m right!”
“Because it’s wrong! Apologize!”
“what! Are you ordering me now?!”
It was surprising that prestigious aristocrats voluntarily became members of the organizers, but it was strange to see how they put deadly poison into each and every word as if they were hostile to each other.
“Wow, that’s the page that transferred to the first year.”
“As rumored, she’s really pretty.”
“rumor? Didn’t you see it during the final exam?”
The student council presiding committee was held in the student council room.
The number of people was the smallest of any club, but the size of the room and facilities such as desks and chairs were more luxurious than any other club.
Perhaps because one side was entirely made of glass, the student council room, illuminated by the summer sunlight, looked like a place of dreams for the cadets.
“Does the student council own a place like this?”
“I’m really envious.”
The student council room, which had been so cluttered, became frighteningly quiet the next moment when the door to the stale room opened.
Amidst the eerie silence, a pretty young man who is currently No. 1 in the ＜Deleiten＞ cadet rank led a group of junior executives into the room.
Everyone looked at them with dazed eyes, as if they were stunned at the silent twilight. To be called a normal cadet, the dignity itself was different.
“?”
Low-level executives Lane Ludwig and Christa Warden, who were following behind with piles of paperwork in their arms, looked startled.
He found Cassena and Gertrude.
Rain and Christa exchanged glances and shrugged at the same time as if they didn’t understand each other. That inexhaustibly stimulated the planting of the two girls.
“I am the student council president, Valencidis. Let’s start the seasonal festival executive committee from now on.”
As soon as the words were out, Lane and Krista handed out the minutes to the attendees.
The minutes listed the duties to be performed by the organizers during the seasonal festival and the tasks to be performed by the person in charge of those duties.
As the festival was created by the cadets as the main actors, everything from complicated matters such as accounting to simple matters such as the order of the festival and the arrangement of clubs were all recorded in the minutes.
“Elodie, Lanna, and Sabellio. The three of you are the children of merchants, so you’ve been serving customers often since you were little, right?”
“yes? Ah yes.”
“Except for the people belonging to the club that is preparing a large-scale event for this festival, the three of you are suitable for guides.”
Valencidis tactfully and efficiently led the personnel allocation part, which could lead to chaos.
It seemed simple, but because the personnel were selected and assigned only with core logic, there were more people who agreed than those who rebelled.
I must say that the years have accumulated… … No, it was the time when Lane glared at Valencidis, as if he had a terrifying insight into the strengths and weaknesses of people.
“I don’t understand why you need so many people in an inefficient way, Mr. Valencidis?”
It was a low voice, but the inside of the meeting room became quiet, perhaps because of the thorns that grew on that voice.
In an instant, an unknown tension was felt in the meeting room.
The person who created such an atmosphere was a female student who was sitting in the center of the seat on the right, where the third graders were seated.
“Maya… … .”
Vice-Chairman Felix sighed in a tone as if something had finally come.
She parted her hair with a silver pin, which symbolizes her family, revealing her pure white forehead, and the model features revealed beneath it seemed to be covered with glasses that felt as sharp as blades.
When Cassena tilted her head and poked Gertrude in the side to demand an explanation, Gertrude, unable to overcome the difference in social status, answered.
“Maya Snark. As one of the Ten Gates clan, you have 3 seats in the 3rd grade.”
Just as there are 16 classes under the Eight Great Factions, there are 10 prestigious magic families under the five generations.
For reference, Gertrude’s Viscount Fenton, Felix’s Viscount Drake, and Chief of Special Affairs Division Doran’s Viscount Slade also belonged to this category.
When Valencidis looked at her as if she wanted to talk about it one more time, Maya stood up with an orderly aristocratic demeanor.
“Isn’t the number of people assigned to publicity, information, and preparation unusual? Are you planning on having each student compete in a contest?”
Then Felix intervened.
“Is the number of selections the same as tradition?”
“I don’t see why we have to follow tradition.”
“What are you trying to say?”
“The magic of us ＜Deleiten＞ cadets is not magic to show off to the unworthy. The dignity of the leading university in the empire is degraded.”
unworthy ones? dignity?
At that time, a cynicism that looked like anger or ridicule formed on both of their lips halfway at the same time, and then disappeared.
Valencidis and Lane Ludwig.
Of course, the two didn’t have the jaw to recognize that.
“If we only select those to be shown, such as VIPs such as tower owners of the Mage Tower or chiefs of major departments of the Magic League, we can minimize these unnecessary appointments.”
“… … ?!”
“Connecting with such people will be of great help to the future of the cadets who did not appeal in the final exams.”
Some of the cadets who had been thinking about those words looked at each other with a look of bewilderment.
“It is a rule that the seasonal festivals of ＜Delaiten＞ are open to anyone who enters or leaves the city.”
Student Council Treasurer Triwis opened her mouth with an inorganic expression devoid of typical emotions.
“Even in the case of the VIP you mentioned, those who have formal partnerships are carefully selected and invited.”
Then, sitting next to Maya in a bad posture, a male student who had been trimming his nails since the meeting started opened his mouth.
“Hey, can’t we invite at least four or five times as many VIPs if we cut out half of ‘everybody’?”
Rowinbelt Kanwer.
Like the Snark family, he was the heir to an aristocratic family belonging to the ten generations.
“that… … I don’t know why you are so obsessed with VIPs.”
“Now that I am in my third year, it is to set up ＜Delayten＞ in the right way.”
Maya Snark continued her explanation.
“Thousands of spectators who come to ＜Deleiten＞ during the festival… … How many of them know the value of magic?”
“A magical value?”
“Magic is a power and art enjoyed only by the upper classes, and of course, only those who have received an education as dignified as our cadets at Deliten can recognize its value, talent, and effort.”
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The eyes of Gertrude, who had connections with most aristocratic families, shone with interest, not because of those words, but because of the members of the hosting committee.
‘During the 2nd and 3rd years, all the members of the Ten Gate Tribe are here… … There are also talented minor nobles.’
That means that the people over there attended this event in unity under one will, hmm… … .
“It’s just a waste of time to hold a magic festival for those who see magic and can only describe it as sparkling, grand, and cool.”
After declaring that, Maya lightly glanced at the descendants of the Sedo family as if asking for consent.
The clerk, Sandra Keppel, was yawning, as always, bored (this human doesn’t care at all unless she finds it interesting), and Christa looked confused.
I can’t tell the emotion from Lane Ludwig’s expression, but I still put a wedge here.
“If the student council can’t do it, let us be in charge of publicity. We will invite more than one hundred influential people in the magical world.”
“… … !”
“This is sure to be a good opportunity for cadets who have not yet reached the magical world.”
As if they were persuaded by Maya’s words so far, the reaction of the students who had been focusing on the passionate speech split in two at that moment.
“Isn’t that a good way?”
“No, anyway… … .”
“You won’t be able to take your eyes off the next final exam, but it sounds really good, right?”
While the sons of nobles and some wealthy commoners nodded as if agreeing, the common people narrowed their eyes, revealing fierce disapproval.
‘This isn’t good… … .’
Felix touched his forehead.
From the start, the executive committee was in danger of splitting in half.
It was about that time that Valencidis, who had been silent, spoke.
“What is magic to you, Maya Snark? Is it power to reign? Power to dominate?”
“You can see it as an indicator of quality.”
“Heh.”
“What is funny?”
“You people who reign in the name of nobility have such a one-dimensional way of thinking that the world is at a standstill. It is not developing.”
The third year student next to Maya stood up in a fit of rage, but Maya raised her hand lightly to calm her down.
“Listen. What is magic for the proud student council president?”
“Magic is opportunity.”
“opportunity?”
“Give a chance to those who have nothing. A chance to buy bread instead of throwing bread to the starving, a chance to at least live like a human being to those who are weak, lethargic, hungry, and sick for the rest of their lives. Another name for that opportunity is magic.”
Lane’s eyes opened wide for a moment.
Because the belief Valensidis had was very much the same as the belief that was deeply seated in the depths of his teacher.
– Come on, follow me.
If the dean had had the same thoughts as Maya, the name Archmage Rin would never have appeared in the history books.
Rin might have starved to death while wandering around the slums at a young age. Crucially, he would never have met Lista, Friede, or Kies.
Magic was the world of freedom that allowed even former orphans to become great wizards. Lin really liked Emmitsa Page’s words.
“The truth will set you free.”
How could such a brilliant mindset be a black magician who sold his soul into the abyss… … .
It’s embarrassing.
Valencidis is an unreliable warlock and an enemy worthy of vigilance, so I have no desire to defend him… … .
“And seasonal festivals are a time to share those dreams with those who don’t yet know magic. I have no intention of inviting only selected VIPs.”
Valencidis’ eloquence was so great that even the nobles of the Ten Gates family showed signs of hesitation when the words were finished.
“If you’re going to hold on to such stupid beliefs, we can’t help it either.”
Maya Snark nervously put her glasses on, as if the flow wasn’t the same.
“Certainly, only clubs can individually attend seasonal festivals, right?”
“?”
“From now on, we will disband all clubs that hold opinions against our will. With a magic battle, rightly.”
Even Valencidis in the world was embarrassed by that operation, to the extent that both eyebrows were raised.
Isn’t this a threat cleverly using the club rules of ＜Delayten＞?
Cassena Paige quietly whispered to her if such a thing was possible, and Gertrude sighed.
“It is possible. As much as ＜Deleiten＞ insists on merit, you can take away all the seats in other clubs with your skills.”
“What’s with all that?!”
“Originally, it was a method created for healthy self-purification, but there were ways to abuse it like that. I learned very good things from Unni Maya.”
Gertrude muttered with a hint of contempt, but in fact the viciousness of this method did not end there.
“As you know, there is a school rule that the student council cannot coercively lead seasonal festivals. Isn’t that right, Felix?”
“Maya, you can’t… … !”
“That’s why you can’t intervene at all in disputes between clubs during the festival.”
Maya approached with a triumphant smile, leaned over to Valencidis, who was sitting across from her hands on the president’s desk.
“You decide what to do. Will the working-class cadets you care so much not be allowed to attend the festival at all, or will they be given a chance to join the upper class?”
For a moment, there was silence as if the world had stopped.
No one opened their mouths.
Everyone just watches with bated breath the words of a war of nerves that don’t know the direction of this victory or defeat, no, it’s close to 90% hardened… … .
“… … .”
“… … .”
“… … .”
What broke the chilling stillness was a voice full of pure curiosity.
“As a rule, only student council executives cannot get involved in disputes between clubs, right? If you’re not a student council officer, can you join?”
At that question, the silence that overwhelmed the hall was broken, and at the same time a stir broke out.
It was Lane, Lane Ludwig.
Maya Snark nodded politely as if he thought of it as a supporting shot to end the situation.
“That’s right, Prince Ludwig.”
As soon as the answer comes back, ting, ting, ting… … The sound of metal rolling across the floor brought a silence that interrupted the flow of time in the hall.
Only the clock hanging on the wall of the student council room recognizes the passage of time.
With a dumbfounded expression, everyone just looked at the iron rolling on the floor and at Lane, who casually threw it away.
“Then you can stop.”
It was proof that it bounced on the floor of the student council like garbage, rolled around, hit Maya’s feet, stopped spinning, and collapsed helplessly.
A mark of excellence coveted not only by ＜Delaiten＞ cadets, but also by all magicians who have not been admitted to ＜Delayten＞.
It truly embodies the dreams and ideals of the cadets, in which survival of the fittest and infinite competition are repeated to obtain that small piece of iron.
“I’m quitting, student council.”
It is the ＜Delayten＞ student council badge.
At first, no one could understand its meaning. Because it has far exceeded the realm of common sense that the brain can accept.
Until Lane stood face to face with Maya Snark and declared war like this.
“Are you guys that good at using magic? Let’s see that great skill.”