The mini-sports tournant organized for the second-year students was sothing that the body that governs most of student only affairs in the school planned;
The student council.
The council consisted of the class and assistant representatives of every class in every year, the president is selected by an election that is usually held every two years.
The current student council president is a 5th-year Lion beastkin lesser prince nad Raylan Brock.
His family ruled a small galaxy that was under the territory of one of the Dukes of the Devildom. When he was in his second and third years, he was the vice president of the student council, in his fourth year, he was elected as president and was currently serving the last few months of his tenure.
As the vice president, he held a great degree of authority and he used this to his advantage when he brought up the idea of the mini sports festival for the second-year students.
It was an event much like the other school festivals. However, this one was supposed to be done when one was in their second year.
When bringing up the idea to the directors, he told them that the sports festival was aid to prepare most of the students for their realm expeditions in their fourth years.
It was a quite sloppy excuse and the directors obviously noticed this but chose to let it go and approved the mini-sports festival for the top 1000 second years.
Despite being an event in which only the top 1000 were allowed to participate in, the turnout rate was surprisingly high. Most also took it as an unofficial visitation day.
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"..Is how things have been for the past three years but it seems that there may be so changes this year."
The student council had etings every Friday at the conference hall of the student council building, located right next to the Senate building of the academy.
The Senate building was where the offices of the ’big ten’ directors were located, and also where most administrative affairs were handled.
The conference hall in the student council building was large enough to contain thousands. The seats were arranged spirally, with two seats for the class representative and the assistant from each class.
There was a microphone in front of each set of seats so, in an event where the one seated had to speak, they would not have to worry about their voice not being heard across the large hall.
In front of the hall, was the table where ten student council executives sat. The president was in the middle, and the treasurer and secretary were to his left.
Then the vice president was on the right. As for the other executives, they sat on the other sides of the U-shaped table.
The student council president, Raylan, had just finished giving a brief history of how the mini sports festival for the second year ca to be and inford them that there would be a change.
"The change won’t be temporary, there’s a high chance of it becoming permanent."
He held his head and sighed in exasperation before murmuring to himself.
"Turning it into a normal school festival.
Or would it be a second-year festival? Visitation day?
How am I gonna appease the other classes."
However, everyone ended up hearing his murmurs loud and clear. One of the class representatives then addressed the elephant in the room.
"Why the sudden change?"
"I received a request I could not ignore, that’s the last thing we’d talk about today.
Since not everyone is here, we’d have to wait for a while before we begin the eting."
"Not everyone is here?"
"I thought we had confird we were all present after the attendance was taken?"
Murmurs could be heard across the hall from the various class representatives.
The representative of Second year Class A, Layla, looked beside her and realised sothing different.
’There’s an empty seat.’
The assistant representative, Nicole, was seated to her right, yet there was an empty seat on her left. One she was sure definitely wasn’t there during the last eting.
After a few monts of wondering, she finally arrived at what might have been the reason for the extra seat. As soon as the thought ca to her, she spoke towards Raylan.
"Pres, the person who’s not here yet, it couldn’t be?"
"It’s exactly who you think Lady Layla."
Raylan nodded in affirmation while speaking, his ears then twitched suddenly and he continued.
"Seems he’s already here."
The majority of the hall turned towards the main door to catch a glimpse of the person who made the student council president wait for him before beginning the eting.
The door opened and they were greeted with the appearance of a silver-haired boy answering a phone call, a boy they all recognized.
He wore the white uniform of the high-ranking knights, with black and gold colours as a contrast. A black mantle with red lining was draped over one shoulder.
Just beneath his bangs were eyes of dark obsidian, an elegantly straight nose, and a pair of thin lips. All ca together...perfectly. He had a light smile on his face, but the words he spoke were the farthest things from ’light’.
"Then that planet is done for. I’m kind of busy now, we’d talk about what we’re gonna do with the rest of the star system later."
He cut the call after saying those ominous words and looked around him before saying,
"Huh? You’re all here already, and I thought I was early."
Casually strolling over to where Layla was seated on the fourth row, he took a seat beside her like it was natural. Looking around once again, he noticed that most of the people in the hall were giving him strange looks.
"What? Why’s everyone looking at funny? You too Layla?"
"It can’t be helped when you say such dangerous words the mont you get here, and why are you even here?"
"Cus I have a suggestion, and your president accepted my suggestion. So I ca over to hear the specifics and see if there’s anything else needed if my suggestion were to be taken up."
It was then that the mbers of the student council snapped out of their shock at Arthur’s words and finally connected the dots.
’So it was the prince who suggested the changes.’
Arthur, who just answered the question Layla asked on behalf of the other class representatives, turned to Raylan and said.
"You guys can have your regular eting, we’d talk about that later."
He then looked over at Nicole, who was seated on Layla’s left and waved, to which she gave a light smile and waved back.
Of course, this earned him a glare from Layla.
Raylan cleared his throat awkwardly and began the discussion of actual student council matters, while Arthur just played on his phone.
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’It’s been almost an hour now, are these etings usually this long, thank goodness I wasn’t class representative.’
Arthur was sending looks of pity towards Layla who had to endure these long boring etings every Friday, even more so when nothing being discussed in the eting had anything to do with her.
’Well, that’s expected, the academy has hundreds of thousands of students, I hear the new first years alone are nearly 100,000. That’s nearly ten tis our year, was the exam super easy this year or sothing?
Student council etings are gonna get longer, aning less ti with Layla, so I might have to think of a way to pull her out of it in the future.’
While Layla, was attentively listening to the matters being discussed, she suddenly felt a chill down her spine.
’Arthur’s definitely planning sothing. Sothing I won’t like!’
She turned to glare at him and was t with a mischievously grinning Arthur. Then suddenly, he began frowning.
While she was wondering the reason for his abrupt change in expression, Arthur was clicking his tongue internally.
’Tsk...Didn’t expect to rember that now.’
As he was thinking of how he was going to pull Layla out of the student council in the future, he couldn’t help but rember the dream he had this morning.
’That black silhouette, just what sort of existence was it?
And the fragnt of light it was holding too? Was that a source of power? So kind of futuristic weapon?’
As he was theorizing about its identity, he thought of the other two people he t in the dream.
’That black-haired girl, just what did in-dream do to her? She seed to have been crying at the ti.
And lastly, that sword.
It was definitely that blonde chick. Swords that have human forms are rare, even among ego weapons.
Just how powerful was she? And to think such a powerful weapon was shattered.
Co to think of it, the weapon felt familiar, like I’d seen it before.’
Frantically searching his mory, he realised where he saw a weapon with a similar outline.
’The runes!
The sword was broken, but the runes that were on it, looked just like that!’
He held up his hand and looked at the black and gold dot at the back of his palm. Rembering the na he saw on the sword, he spoke internally.
’Celestia.’
[Yes, master.]
"Huh?"
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