A Famous Traitor and Treacherous Genius

135 – Leader, Lead Us (4)

Whether or not people misunderstand that ‘Grey Gibraltar led her out of class to go on her date her’.

“Whoaaa!”

I brought Astasia to the separate lounge in her foundation director’s office, and Astasia immediately threw herself on the bed.

“Clothes are ruined.”

“Can I just shake off my coat before I go outside?”

Astasia lay down on her bed with her arms wide open and grinned at me.

“Or do you want to lie down together? Now, here… Uh.”

She told me to lie down, so she had no choice but to follow.

“I didn’t know there was an arm pillow on my side.”

“Sometimes I think this isn’t that bad. Is it heavy?”

“No. It reminds me of the old days and I like it. Hehe.”

Astasia turned her body toward me and brought her face closer.

“I’m talking about the student council president election.”

“I don’t really want to think about work.”

“We need to talk about it because it’s important. If a student from the Empire becomes the student council president, this could become a huge diplomatic problem.”

“Can’t we just rest until dinner?”

“No!”

Astasia pressed my cheek with her hand with a serious expression.

“If an Imperial international student becomes the student council president, the student council will be made up of only international students, and then I will be forced to join the student council!”

“That doesn’t make sense.”

“Is that so? I tried creating and running something similar to a student council at an orphanage. It all failed.”

“The Nostrum-style student council and the Thersian-style student council. There is a huge difference between the two.”

An imperial-style student council will certainly be of great help in running the academic affairs of Orosol Academy, but students will likely react indifferently.

“They may definitely not want to participate in the student council’s events at all.”

“Maybe it’s the other way around.”

“Like what was said in the orphanage, ‘You are our slaves’?”

“That’s right.”

The student council is the slave of the students.

This was the general perception of Nostrum students.

It is not for nothing that a person from the Gibraltar family became the student council president.

“If you’re trying to break that perception, there should be at least one royal member in the student council…”

“If Nariah enters by vote rather than the king’s name, will she be able to win?”

“Well, I don’t know.”

There is royalty in the student council.

No one thinks of the royal family as their servants or slaves.

However, the probability of Naria winning the vote is low.

There are many reasons-

“That blonde friend. Despite his appearance, he seemed to have a good head.”

It wasn’t just me who thought of these various reasons, but also because of a student studying abroad in a certain country who had an advantage in the current student council president election.

“Symbol number 1. Small candidates running wild. Dividing votes among major candidates.”

For humans, the first is the most impressive.

Nostrum’s votes will be divided among the remaining candidates except symbol number 1, Imperial Student.

Even the strongest candidates have a significant number of votes.

“And above all, a position that stimulates the base and dark desires of the people of the kingdom.”

“What do you mean?”

“There may be people who vote with the of making the people of the empire into slaves of the student council president intention and making them do various things to the student council president.”

You can control the people of the empire at will.

“If I can become the student council president, I will not hesitate to become a servant to commoner classmates.”

I don’t know if the person in question really thought that way, but at least Blonde was a person who was willing to sacrifice herself to become student council president.

“But once you’re elected, your face will completely change, right?”

“We’ve already been elected, so what can students do?”

“Oh.”

“You can’t go to the king and say, ‘Please change the student council president!’ Just because you’re angry. The student council president was elected through legitimate votes just because he was a student studying in the Empire. Even though there is no reason to fire him.”

The student council issue may turn into a diplomatic issue.

No matter how much St.

“Blonde, she definitely has an advantage. If I were to guess … If she gets at least 40 votes, she might be able to win.”

“If you calculate it as a percentage, it’s less than 15%.”

“If the first place winner receives 15% of the votes, that means they are elected. I don’t know how the students will react later.”

“Haa…”

Astasia sighed deeply.

“Blonde, should you have just told me not to come forward?”

“That friend. Are you planning on using her as your right hand man?”

“Your right arm is here now, right?”

In response to my question, Astasia gently pulled her hand and tickled my ear.

“It’s just because I feel sorry for her. That’s why she became the student council president.”

“…”

“I will purely serve the students? That kind of false story has been said countless times at the orphanage school representative election contest.”

“Blonde’s sincerity is…”

“By any chance, do you know?”

“Of course.”

International students from the Empire are shadows.

“Isn’t that because you think you can be recognized by someone if you become student council president?”

“Whose? Astasia’s?”

“It’s okay to get Astasia’s approval of her, but in the end, she probably thinks it’s important to get the approval of someone above her.”

The most glorious thing for a shadow is, of course, to receive ‘the emperor’s recognition.’

“If I become student council president, I will be in the sights of the Habsburg Crown Prince. If that happens, I may become the King of Shadows.”

“…”

“It’s good to dream, but unfortunately, I don’t think I ever realized that this was Nostrum.”

“Rather than a nostrum…”

Astasia smiled bitterly.

Because there are things that both she and I sympathize with.

“Naria.”

“You won’t be able to win.”

Naria Geo Nostrum.

“As long as ‘speeches’ are included in the election, no one will be able to beat Naria.”

It may be her first time holding an election in person, but she has watched countless elections.

“Moreover…”

That too.

“You planned all the strategies right next to me that I didn’t even tell my younger brother, right?”

“You say I organized it? If anyone hears it, they’ll think I became a member of the election support team for Princess Naria.”

Naria knows better than Blonde how to win her election.

“I already told you everything four years ago.”

“That’s what I learned from watching Nari next to me. What I said to myself. And I also told it to her younger brother? Let’s unite and join forces.”

The strategy was spoon-fed.

The rest is just something you realize and act on.

* * *

Voting day. Hall of the Sun.

Since forming a student council was an official event on campus, up to 300 students were all seated in the main auditorium, Taeyang Hall, waiting for the curtain to open.

“…I am Hex Romana, Dean of Students.”

Today again, Viscount Hex stood on the podium with a tired face, holding a voice amplification magic tool (hereinafter referred to as an imperial term ‘microphone’).

“Chairman.”

“Yes, President.”

“How do you view this election?”

“I’m sitting in the VIP section on the second floor and looking down.”

“…”

After answering the Archduke of Winchester’s question as it was, Vice-Chancellor Bathory, who was sitting next to the Chancellor, began to tremble.

“It’s just a joke.”

“If you ask me who will be elected, I don’t know.”

“Even though my younger brother is a candidate?”

“There are too many variables to judge based on tradition and history.”

In front of Astasia, he is already sure who he will win, but in front of others, he plays the fair chairman of the foundation.

“Would you like to make a bet? Put your money on the line.”

“… Chairman, I don’t really trust the gambling or betting part you’re talking about.”

“I think I’ll win?”

“That bet is so absurd and ridiculous.”

The Archduke still carries that incident in his mind.

“If it’s because of Gyeongryongjang, how about introducing it purely as a sports event without gambling?”

“Don’t lie. Who knows that you’re trying to make a lot of money by running an illegal gambling house behind the scenes based on that?”

“It can be quite a lot of money, not just a penny? Because currency and gold are not the only assets.”

“What is that… ?”

“You will find out later when it is made. So are you going to do it?”

I pointed ahead.

“If the person I designate wins this election, please give Orosol Academy permission to form a Kyungryongjang.”

“Uhm…”

“The plan has already been uploaded. Vice President Bathory has also completed approval. The rest remains to be approved by the President.”

“Uhmmm…”

The Archduke of Winchester is still skeptical about the Light Ryongjang.

“Using the kingdom’s traditions to make money…”

“Isn’t it better than making money? If you think you’re training to ride with a rider, whether it’s a light dragon or something, a wyvern, or a drake, then it’s similar to the military training the president prefers-“

Bathory spoke with a smile, but then his expression hardened.

“…”

Then he looked at me without expression for a moment.

“Hoo. Military training? That’s right. I never thought of something that dangerous.”

I lightly shrugged my shoulders at Vice President Bathory’s gaze.

“I’m just curious about who is faster between the Wyvern and the Griffin. Who is better as a ‘dragoon’ between the Knights of the Golden Dawn and the Knights of the Black Rose? I’m just curious about that.”＜ Br＞

“Really?”

“It’s a little embarrassing to even say something like this.”

I pointed to the white-haired girl sitting in the second row on the first floor below.

“If I make a light dragon and practice a bit, I would like to fly in the sky with Astasia on the back.”

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“…”

“Why not?”

“You sound just like your father.”

The Duke of Winchester muttered in a voice that contained some dissatisfaction – more accurately, resentment.

“I told Carmen that story, but it was Charlotte who actually put her on the dragon’s saddle.”

“…Uh.”

I didn’t know that.

“Didn’t your father ever tell you? He lent me his favorite ‘Black Dragon’…”

“Hmm. Looks like the speech is starting.”

“Okay. So who do you think will win?”

“I am…”

I pointed to the empty seat in front of Astasia.

“I think Naria Geo Nostrum, who is not present right now, will win.”

“…Then the bet doesn’t stand.”

“Do you think Princess Naria will be elected?”

“I thought you would bet on Noir Gibraltar.”

“I am a person who does not fight losing battles.”

“…I’m sure my younger brother will be upset if he hears.”

“Even if it’s my brother, if it can’t be done, it can’t be done. Apart from the fact that I don’t like Noir that much.”

The Duke of Winchester knows something about my relationship with Noir, but this place is an open space.

“You will realize it this time. It seems like you came out with that in mind as well.”

“…?”

“There are things we understand even if we don’t say it. For now… No.”

First of all, this is not the case.

“Because we are brothers.”

“…”

“But why do you think Naria will win? It’s because of this ‘order’.”

Originally, it should proceed in the order of symbols.

“Hey, would you like to see it?”

“…This concludes the blonde student’s speech.”

While we were talking, the blonde student from the Empire who was standing on the podium finished her speech.

“Normally, I would start my speech with symbol number 1.”

Silence without applause.

“First of all, take care of your manners.”

I clap my hands out of courtesy, and only then do the students reluctantly start clapping.

“Anyway, according to this order, the next person will be number 2…”

“Eh, um. Ah, I would like to inform you of a matter that was agreed upon in advance. Symbol number 2 Naria Geo Nostrum is currently absent as she is busy handling matters related to the kingdom’s national events. She will speak next time as soon as she returns from the palace. That…”

“Because this is the situation.”

Absence and justification.

“So, you win?”

“Yes. I win.”

It’s all strategy.

* * *

Honestly, the student council president is not interested.

Noir Gibraltar’s goal is to ‘graduate at the top of the class’, and becoming the student council president will only hinder the achievement of graduating at the top of the class.

“I am…”

But why are you here giving a speech?

“As a sword and shield to protect you, just as the Guardians of Gibraltar have done for generations…”

Guardian.

A look towards Gibraltar.

How do those sitting there view ‘Gibraltar’?

I stood here to look straight ahead and look at those eyes.

“…So, if you vote for me, I will definitely support you…”

14 years old.

Senior entering student.

Although young, Gibraltar.

Most people’s perspectives on such people were similar.

-Whether a noble or a commoner, Nostrum’s view of Gibraltar is always the same.

Over there, the words of Gray Gibraltar, who was sitting in the VVIP audience on the second floor, passed by.

Why did it pass by?

Because I actually felt that part of Noir’s gaze towards himself.

“…That’s it.”

Clap clap clap ㅡㅡㅡㅡ!!

Cheers ring out.

Noir put the microphone down on the podium and slowly returned from the stage to his seat and sat down on the chair.

When I turned around, the first thing I saw was Wednesday nearby.

She was clapping her hands with an expressionless face, but her eyelashes were curved like half moons, as if there was something about her.

And behind her.

In the distance, Gray Gibraltar is clapping his hands and twitching the corner of his mouth as usual.

Are they laughing at me?

No.

Noir sensed that the gaze was not directed at him but at other spectators, ‘those who foolishly take it for granted that Gibraltar calls itself its guardian.’

“Huh.”

Noir thought.

I did pretty well.

And even if he is elected in those areas, there will be no major setbacks in Gibraltar’s plans.

If you become the student council president and become the top student, that means you are elevating your status to the best of your ability.

You can win.

Maybe.

Although the possibility is low.

When a man enters a competition, how can he not be happy if he comes in first place?

“Next order is-“

The moment I thought.

Squeak.

The front door of the Hall of the Sun, which had been tightly closed, opened to the left and right.

The dark interior is brightened by the golden sunlight coming from outside, illuminating the central passage.

Jeopuk, Jeopuk.

A person walking in the middle of the aisle.

“…Naria Geo Nostrum.”

She began to make her way down to her podium, wearing not the academy student uniform, but the ceremonial livery of the kingdom’s president, putting on her military boots.

White pants, not even a skirt.

A traditional uniform worn only by the Nostrum royal family, not by princesses, but by crown princes among the royal family for generations.

Flap.

The moment when the red cape with the Nostrum flag on it was fluttering.

“Ah.”

Noir came to mind.

-Be sure to follow the rules.

There was no rule in the student council election rules against wearing anything other than a uniform.

-But don’t lock yourself in the rules.

Flap.

-Noir.

The flag of the Kingdom of Nostrum fluttered once more.

-You must be the one who governs the rules.