Episode 141. The Eve of the Storm (2)
The election begins tomorrow.
It is none other than the student council president election at Alighieri. Since the children of the most prominent figures occupy the majority, its scale is immeasurable.
If he gets elected, how many children will he be able to support?
Moreover, it is a position that any ambitious cadet aims for, as it gives them enormous power within the university.
“Now that we’re all set, all we have to do is prepare for failure.”
The other guardsmen sat around a table, centering around Slave, the leader of the guards.
There needed to be some discussion about the upcoming election tomorrow.
During the election period, the candidates’ supporters and followers have been fighting fiercely.
It was their own guards that made the election fight so intense.
Once a candidate establishes a good image, it is common to find fault with past accomplishments and try to sabotage them.
Moreover, he even released a spy to try to steal secrets from the opposing candidate.
However, most of them stop at small lines and only try to serve the crowd. It is not to the extent of making a big fuss.
The reason the election fight became so intense was because of their own guards.
“You’re preparing for failure, but isn’t failure already certain? You just got caught putting bloodworms in the princess’s cookies.”
“Helk, a member of the Royal Guard, pointed out with regret.
This is because an incident occurred that broke the mold of a movement that was going well.
“Don’t worry about that. I’ve already controlled the minds of those who ate the cookies. Their memories of that time will be vague until the election is over.”
Fortunately, there is no chance of ill feelings arising since I am using magic tools while feeding them the cure.
It is a magical tool as small as a pill. Thanks to giving it to me along with the medicine, I was able to put out the fire.
“Mind control? Where did you get such powers?”
If there is such a thing, we can control the minds of other supporters right now and bring them to our side.
When Helck asked why he was bringing it up now, Slave smiled and said.
“I’m telling you this now, I have some good news and some bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?”
“Good news and bad news?”
First of all, the good news is that the great Seven Links have said they will help us.
There is no better news than having them extend a hand.
It was thanks to the magical tools they lent me that I was able to manipulate that mind.
“It’s a magical tool specialized in mind control, but it has its limits. It can’t exert enough mind control to brainwash someone to our side.”
“Tsk. Then it’s just for the aftermath.”
“But since it’s not a form that stands out much, there’s no risk of anyone finding out. Even though it looks like this, it was made by the 7th generation, so it’s best not to look down on it.”
As it was a group of high-ranking officials, the fields were diverse.
Since there are first-class alchemists among them, creating magical tools is a piece of cake.
“Then there’s the bad news.”
“….”
This time the slave’s expression became shadowy.
It’s a perfectly acceptable reaction, since it’s impossible to tell bad news with a happy face.
“They might come in person.”
“What the heck!”
The confident Helk was greatly surprised by those words. Even Lenka and Lavender, who had been blankly staring, were startled.
They would never dare to openly enter this bachelor’s camp, which is no different from enemy territory. They would most likely approach secretly, but why would they do so?
This situation was often not good for those on the same side as them.
“Originally, their role was only to support the magic tools. But I was surprised to hear that they would come in person.”
“Surely you aren’t watching how we carry out our mission?”
“Hey… no way.”
Lavender shook her head as if joking. How could it be possible to watch this way…
“No, I have some guesses.”
“what?”
“We’re not the only Doomsday associates who have entered this academy.”
There are still other beings out there, hidden in secret, besides themselves.
Maybe he was monitoring our movements and reporting them to the Seven Stars.
It is possible that they came to purge us because they were not able to achieve the desired results.
“That’s why we can’t be picky about the means and methods. If we get caught by the bachelor’s side, we have to survive even if it means blaming one of us.”
If the bachelor’s side doesn’t catch on, you might get one more chance.
Because they are the only ones who are closely connected to the archive.
“Which one of us are you going to blame?”
“There’s that guy. He’s a rookie and he’s so cocky.”
“Oh, you mean Marclay? He’s not feeling well right now, so he’s not even here for this important occasion.”
He’s the most insignificant guy, but he’ll definitely participate in the election.
Because you know very well what your own prestige is.
“Did you hear me well, Saint Nevia?”
“….”
As it was the Academy’s exclusive dormitory, Saint Nevia was also with her guard.
The nominal leader of all these plans is Nevia.
But she had long since lost all power after being consumed by parasites.
“Why is your expression like that, Saint? You could be the student body president now.”
Raden asked, trembling with laughter.
It was she who boasted that she would seize power and rule this bachelor’s life.
Even though he finally achieved that ambition, things didn’t look good.
“It’s nothing. I was just thinking a lot because I was so excited.”
Nevia tries to smile happily.
The slave smiled inwardly, as he could guess how she felt.
It must be sad to feel like you’re being manipulated.
“By the way, Slave. I have something to ask you.”
“Are you talking to me?”
Why was she asking herself this question? I listened to her words with anticipation.
“Did you find the woman who interfered with the bloodline operation back then?”
“….”
Within seconds, the slave’s face crumpled.
The woman wearing the rabbit decoration who suddenly appeared and disturbed me. I searched for her as if I was going to tear her to pieces the moment I found her, but I still haven’t found her.
“Unfortunately, we couldn’t find it.”
The slave shook his fist as he spoke.
Not only did he almost ruin the plans of the guards for a moment, but he also developed a personal grudge against them for humiliating him at that time, and he is determined to get revenge.
“That’s really too bad.”
“….”
Nevia was also sensitive about that matter.
Slave, who saw that, thought that she had not given up on becoming the student council president.
At that moment, someone opened the door and came in.
“Are you here?”
He was Jason Barkel, the Commander of the Imperial Knights. He was the real power behind the throne.
“I was just waiting for the instructor.”
“….”
“Excuse me… Instructor?”
Jason, who always has to look arrogant… seemed a little strange today.
The area under his eyes was black, as if he had been poisoned by octopus ink, and his face was pale, as if all the blood had been drained from it.
“….”
It seemed like he was saying something, but all that came out was the sound of air escaping.
The sight was as weak as a dying mosquito, as if it had lost the will to live.
It was such an unexpected sight that I had no idea what to say, but I was able to witness one more unusual thing.
The thing was that he was holding a pot with pretty flowers in it.
“Hehehe… Heheheehe… It’s all over now.”
And then came an unidentifiable declaration, accompanied by mad laughter.
Like a poor man who has been caught up in a confession.
* * * * *
The day of the final battle has finally arrived.
For the cadets who have supported the candidates, there will be no more solemn day.
All the cadets were gathered in the large sports field within the dormitory, where several small buildings had been constructed.
All of those buildings had tents pitched with signs reading “Polling Station.”
And the ceiling of the building was covered with cherry blossoms blowing in the spring breeze.
“I’m more nervous than I thought.”
“Don’t worry. Crona can do it!”
A room in the student union building that could be called the candidates’ waiting room.
The waiting room was assigned to each candidate in a different room, and a voice was heard from one of them, Nebia’s waiting room.
“When Jenny says that, I feel better than before. But the thing that bothers me is that my competition is one of my acquaintances.”
“It’s the same for you too. You’re like Angela’s older sister.”
Fortunately, clashes between supporters other than the Royal Guard were reportedly rare.
Angela and Ruska probably feel the same way.
“But Radon didn’t come here.”
Jenny looked around the room with a regretful expression.
The fact that Radon isn’t here means that it’s in another room, most likely Angela’s room.
“It’s unfortunate, but there’s nothing we can do about it. It’s your choice.”
“That’s true.”
“And… Jenny Chainsilver. I have a favor to ask.”
Suddenly, Crona opens his eyes with longing eyes and says.
“Can you hug me just once?”
“….”
Jenny knew Crona’s personality well.
Although he had a timid expression on his face, he obediently complied.
There is no bad intention behind this… Is there any need to be mindful of others?
* * * * *
I was neither in Krona’s waiting room nor in Angela’s waiting room.
The place I came to was Nevia’s waiting room.
“Is it okay for you to come to me, even though you are not my acquaintance?”
“I’m sure they’ll understand this much.”
I was having a cup of tea at Nevia’s request. And then I thought.
‘Lyman will be in Princess Mirona’s room.’
While watching the holiday fireworks, Mirona would have encountered Lyman, who would have pestered her loudly, asking if she was okay.
There he awakens properly and is reborn as the student council president.
“Please eat.”
-Beep.
I served black tea in front of Nevia. Then, my eyes met with the artificial golem in the room.
Nevia was just thinking about why she had to ask me to do it when she could have just asked this guy.
Hororok-
“Not bad.”
“….”
“What are you staring at like that?”
“no.”
I watched her carefully as she handed over the car.
Finally, I was able to swallow it all without any doubt and feel relieved.
“If I become the president, you will definitely regret it. You know why, right?”
“Is it because of that gaze that regards others as trash?”
“That’s true, but… you know what kind of feelings I had for you, senior.”
I knew full well that supporting her like this was dangerous.
Her nature is secondary, and now she has awakened into an even more bizarre being.
Even now, when I think about it, what happened to me back then is still impressive.
“Even now, my whole body is shaking and I’m barely holding it in. If I get elected, the first thing I’ll do is turn you into a slave.”
“If anyone heard this, they’d think you had ill feelings toward me.”
“Then, when you look at it, does this seem like a good feeling to you?”
“no.”
It can’t be good. Even love can be dangerous if it crosses the line.
That kind of Navia was also a source of anxiety for me.
So, if there is a way to avoid being swayed by the elected Nevia, it has already been secured.
The cure for the bloodworm was obtained by raiding Jason’s personal laboratory.
They have obtained a means to keep each other in check.
And Jason will be leaving after this election with the help of the main characters.
From then on, I was the only one who had a cure.
‘Or maybe I can follow in Jason’s footsteps and control the Thousand Bloods.’
If that’s the way to do it, it’s already possible.
This is because the bloodworm inside her body only listens to the orders of the person who holds the cure.
To be exact, it is an advanced technique for a box containing a cure.
-Nebia Chromack, please enter immediately. Beep.
The artificial golem in the waiting room reacted to something and spoke.
It was my role to notice when another candidate’s speech was over and to notify the next candidate.
“It’s already my turn.”
Nevia stands up from her seat and opens the door.
“Then I’ll go and see.”
Finally, he smiled at me and disappeared into the waiting room.
There was a slightly chilling feeling in her expression, which seemed as if she was genuinely happy.
“Salt mode.”
-Beep.
A golem that projects a screen into the air in response to my words.
It was a possible order because it was Class A, and the light was shining on the stage where the candidates would appear.
A spot that would immediately grab attention from the huge crowd gathered in the playground. Finally, Nevia stood there and pressed her body against the podium.
As her few words echoed through the stadium, silence fell.
At first, there were greetings and self-introductions. Then, it seemed like there would be promises that could be made as the president.
[I’ll cut to the chase.]
Nebia suddenly declares that she will make a short promise.
The moment her words resonated, question marks appeared on the cadets’ faces…
[I resign from this position.]
The crowd was shocked by the words they heard afterwards.
In particular, I was the one who was most surprised.
In fact, it was close to a declaration of suicide under the guise of a declaration of giving up.
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