chapter 317
317.This Election…Is Ruined (8)
“Milia. Then, have a nice trip.”
“It’s a shame that John couldn’t go with us…”
“I will come see you soon with Karina.”
“So Karina can also hear my speech?”
“I will try my best.”
“I’ll wait!”
I’m a little worried, but…Well, I’ll take care of it.
I waved at Milia, who was waving at me, and then turned to her.
What will Karina be like after meeting her in a month? With pleasant thoughts, I headed to the sanctuary.
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“Ugh… I’m nervous.”
“Oh my, that’s not like Ms. Millia.”
“Aren’t you nervous La Perrine?”
Millia turned her head and looked at La Perrine. Laperine was looking at Millia with an expression of surprise. Because it was something you couldn’t see in the usual Millia.
Laferrine smiled softly and spoke to Millia.
“Don’t think too hard.”
“Umm… Still, I’m nervous.”
Millia said, her fingers twiddling the paper on which the final speech was written. She didn’t think she would be nervous about something like this, but when the time came, Milia’s heart started pounding.
‘You won’t make a mistake, right?’
Haha! Don’t think too hard! Don’t you just have to speak in front of the students for 5 minutes?”
“Olive, your hands are shaking so much.”
Millia and Laperine burst into laughter at the sight of Olive, whose speech and body were different. Because it was a pretty funny sight. Mimosa, who was stuck in the corner staring at the speech, snorted at the sight.
‘I guess they think this is a kid’s prank.’
Mimosa did not like Carina’s friend, Milia, and even the nervous appearance of Milia felt close to her. Because she was the girl who naturally took the seat next to Karina that she so desperately wanted.
It was annoying for a girl who was not even a believer in the Kalon religion to be friendly with Karina and speak informally to her as she worked hard to become her priest.
“Have you prepared your speech well, La Perrine?”
“I prepared normally.”
“Are you able to prepare a normal speech?”
“I prepared normally, so wouldn’t I be able to say it’s normal?”
“Yes! I also prepared normally! Even though the entire article faculty had a hard time helping me write the speech! They were all just swinging swords, so they gave everyone a headache!”
Olive also made a fuss, as if trying to drive away her nerves. His loud words and actions soon filled the waiting room with a friendly atmosphere. The three tried to drive out the tension in that way.
“This is what the student council president candidates are like… Aren’t they making too much noise?”
One person in the corner did not like the sight and spoke to the three in a sharp voice. At the sound of Mimosa’s voice, the three naturally turned their gaze to look at Mimosa.
“Mimosayang, aren’t you nervous about Mimosangyang?”
“It is not that difficult to give a candidate speech like this under the mission of serving Kalon.”
Cold voice. Hearing her voice saying that she had no intention of ever becoming friends, the three naturally looked away and looked at each other with worried eyes.
‘Mimosa won’t be chosen, right?’
‘I think it would be very difficult to work under Mimosa.’
‘It’s scary.’
Although they did not speak, the thoughts of the three people were the same.
When Mimosa becomes student council president, she gets really tired. Because no one would want to work for that hysterical woman. In particular, Milia, who received a few harsh looks from Mimosa, strengthened her mind even more.
‘I will definitely become the student council president!’
I don’t know anything else, but I had absolutely no intention of becoming the student council vice president under Mimosa.
“Hmm, did you prepare your speech well?”
“Principal Merlin!”
When Principal Merlin entered the waiting room, the four candidates stood up and greeted him politely. After receiving greetings from the students, Principal Merlin stroked his beard and glanced at the candidates.
A student who breaks up the sharp atmosphere by being alone with the three who maintain a friendly atmosphere even though they are competitors.
‘I don’t know if this is okay.’
I just hope that no accidents happen. Principal Merlin smiled and informed the four students that the speech would soon begin.
“Ugh, I’m nervous. “You won’t make a mistake, right?”
“You just have to hold on for a moment.”
“This makes me less nervous about requesting a sparring match with the dean!”
“…”
“It will start in 10 minutes, so please do a final inspection until then.”
“Yes!”
After saying those words, Principal Merlin turned his back and disappeared out of the waiting room.
“Wow, there are only 10 minutes left…”
Milia muttered, trying not to notice the stinging gaze behind her.
“Olive was the first one, right?”
“Yeah, that’s right! I guess I’ll have to read the speech again! Make sure you don’t make a mistake!”
“Then, let’s each have our final inspection time.”
Just like that, silence came to the waiting room. Milia began to take a final look at her speech, glaring at Mimosa every now and then.
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“Olive. “It’s your turn.”
After Principal Merlin’s sermon, Olive stood up with his call to her. With brisk steps, he headed to the church, holding the paper with the speech written on it.
For the first time in her life, Olive stood on stage and looked at the students.
Faculty of Knights, Faculty of Magic, Faculty of Liberal Arts, and…Faculty of Theology.
Olive snorted with excitement at the fact that students from four departments were gathered in front of her.
‘Be brave and loud!’
“Gentlemen! Nice to meet! I am Olive Cromwell! “I am a candidate for student council president of the Knight Faculty!”
People’s eyes gathered together to hear his booming voice her her her her. Olive took a deep breath as she felt countless eyes piercing her skin.
When it comes to speeches, a loud voice, or eloquence, is important.
He took a deep breath that made his chest muscles tense and began to speak in a voice so loud that the auditorium rang.
“Fellow students! As a knight candidate of this academy, I want to lead everyone!”
Olive’s speech lasted a full five minutes. The students reacted to his passionate voice of her, with some saying it was his characteristic of her and others saying it was burdensome.
“This concludes the speech!”
‘Wow, I finally finished it!’
All that remains now is the announcement of the results.
Olive bowed and quietly returned to the waiting room.
“Then it’s your turn next, Miss Laperine Nereid! “Please come out!”
At the words of the professor who played the role of host, Laperine appeared from beyond the curtain with a graceful gait. La Perine stood quietly on the podium, glanced at her students with her blue eyes, and took a deep breath.
“Students attending Calon Academy, the best academy. “The daughter of the Nereid family greets you.”
La Perrine gave an aristocratic greeting with her elegant gestures.
She smiled brightly as she heard the applause from the students, steadied her voice and began her speech.
“As the representative of the Faculty of Magic-“
La Perrine continued her speech in a clear, though not loud, voice, unlike Olive. The main content of the speech was a soft recitation of things to be improved upon and additional pledges to be fulfilled when becoming student council president.
The students nodded while listening to La Perrine’s pledge.
The main pledges, such as repairs to various facilities and remodeling of the student lounge, were good for receiving positive responses from students.
“…Thank you.”
La Perrine walked out with a graceful gait, receiving applause from the students.
‘I’m next.’
Mimosa had a pretentious smile on her face like she did during mass. No matter how she feels, she has to look her best when giving a speech.
Mimosa, who passed by La Perrine as she was leaving, stood on her podium and looked around at her students. A quiet atmosphere, unlike before. Since only a few people responded to her in the theology department, Mimosa gritted her teeth without realizing it.
‘Those idiots! This position must be maintained by our theological department! Don’t you think that you have to maintain your position as a saint?!’
As Mimosa’s harsh gaze swept over the theology department, the sound of her theology students reluctantly clapping from where she was sitting was heard.
“Hello. Hello, students of Calon Academy. My name is Mimosa from the Department of Theology. I dare to speak here. This place was originally supposed to be where the saintess should have stood!”
A sigh coming from somewhere. But Mimosa heard nothing like that.
‘Originally, when the saint was attending school, it was an implicit tradition to give the position of student council president to the saint!’
How can we give the saint the disgrace of being the first saint to break tradition?
At least Mimosa thought so, and there was even a hint of sadness in her voice.
“I make a promise to myself and her students on behalf of the saint. I hope your school life will be more glorious than ever. We will lead school life by faithfully reflecting the suggestions of each department, and the saint will pray with us…”
‘What do you mean?’
Milia, who was listening to her speech her in her waiting room her her her her, frowned. Why is she talking freely without Karina’s permission?
‘I guess I got hit less!’
Of course, since she was a priest major, she wouldn’t have been part of the 300 to 1, but she didn’t listen anyway. Millia stood up from her seat, determined to report Mimosa’s behavior to Johan and Karina.
Because the end of the third speech was approaching.
“…Runny, vote for our saint…”
‘It’s disrespectful!’
Mimosa finished her speech, barely able to suppress the anger boiling inside her.
But what came back was not applause, but murmurs.
After hearing Mimosa’s speech, the students murmured and tilted their heads.
“Did you come on behalf of the saint?”
“I heard there is such a tradition… But is it necessary to do it?”
“I heard the saint is in the sanctuary?”
‘I have to endure it. If I get angry at the outrageous remarks made by such profane people, my status will only be lowered.’
“…With this, I will conclude my speech.”
Mimosa turned her body, chewing her lip. Her gaze caught sight of Milia waiting for her turn. Milia was staring at her, pouting her chick-like lips her, not liking her her mimosa her her her.
Soon, the bodies of Mimosa, who was leaving, and Milia, who was entering, passed by.
‘Why are you smiling?’
Milia couldn’t understand Mimosa’s creepy smile.
“The last order is Milia Quartz! Come forward!”
Milia left her discomfort behind and headed to the podium. The speech in her hand was placed on the podium. Her students, who recognized her as Milia, the smallest of her candidates so far, clapped and cheered her on.
“Milia! Cheer up!”
“Fighting!”
“Show me a great speech!”
Her slightly intimidated shoulders straightened. Milia recited the first sentence of her speech with her usual bright smile.
“From the moment I entered the academy, I wanted to become the student council president. To me, the student council president is…”