The Beggar Young Master of the Namgung Clan Chapter 171 : Tally Announcement (1)

In the late afternoon, the central plaza was crowded with people.

“……”

In a little while, the student council would make an announcent.

The Clear Bright Festival, which had been held for a full three days.

During that period, who had collected the most Flying Dragon Coins? The interest of everyone gathered here was solely on that one thing.

“Who on earth will get their hands on the Spring Flying Dragon Flag this year?”

“Isn’t it obviously the Azure Dragon Class?”

“Well, I heard the Vermilion Bird Class was no pushover this year.”

“That Vermilion Bird Class?”

The Flying Dragon Flag. It was the flag that symbolized the Flying Dragon Academy.

Every year at the Clear Bright Festival, the Flying Dragon Flag was moved to the class that had collected the most Flying Dragon Coins, and for that class, it was an honor that could not be exchanged for anything else.

Having the flag that symbolized the Flying Dragon Academy ant becoming the representative class of the academy.

Of course, it brought no practical benefits, but in its place, one could grasp an honor that was irreplaceable.

“Nah, the Azure Dragon Class will still win. They haven’t lost it once in five years, how could the likes of the Vermilion Bird Class take it away?”

“You think so?”

“Yeah, no matter how much a chicken flaps its wings, the sky is…”

Tap, tap—.

It was then.

As soone tapped his shoulder from behind, the man who had been talking excitedly had no choice but to swallow his words.

“……?”

Who on earth was touching his shoulder?

The touch was quite rough, so the man turned his head back with a look of displeasure.

“What?”

“Say that again.”

“……!”

A huge shadow completely covered the man.

It wasn't just the shadow. In reality, a man so large that he had to crane his neck to look up was standing before him.

“What was that about a chicken?”

“……!”

“Was that chicken you ntioned perhaps our Vermilion Bird Class?”

The person asking the man bluntly was Ma Dong-pal.

Not only that, but behind him stood a line of figures in red robes.

With that alone, the man could tell that all the people in front of him were students of the Vermilion Bird Class.

‘Oh, I’m in big trouble!’

The man’s expression, unlike when he had been bad-mouthing the Vermilion Bird Class, was now completely stiff.

When they weren't in sight, he had dismissed them as chickens and what not, but now that they appeared before his eyes, their presence was no joke.

He didn't know if it was just because of their numbers, but what was certain was that he was completely overwheld by their intimidating aura.

“Why aren’t you talking?”

“……!”

“Should I force your mouth open for you?”

As Ma Dong-pal said that, the two n beca even paler and turned into mutes.

Just then, Ak Simin ca forward from behind and restrained Ma Dong-pal with his hand.

“Ma Dong-pal, stop it. They look like first-years, they’ll get scared if you talk to them like that.”

At Ak Simin’s appearance, the two n looked relieved.

Ma Dong-pal looked like he wouldn't listen to reason at all, but at least Ak Simin seed like soone they could talk to.

They thought if they just apologized, they would be let go.

“W-we’re sorr…”

“You two, which class are you from?”

At that mont, the two n sensed sothing was wrong.

His expression was smiling, but there was a chill in his tone.

It felt even more unsettling than when Ma Dong-pal had spoken to them.

“W-why do you ask…”

“I’m going to go to your class president and tell them to educate their kids properly.”

“……!”

The two n finally understood the reason for the anxiety they had felt just before.

They would rather have been beaten up by these guys here than have their nas reach the ears of their class president.

It hadn't even been half a year since they entered the Flying Dragon Academy, and they didn't want to be on their class president's bad side for sothing so trivial.

The two n desperately wanted to avoid their academy life becoming noisy over such a small matter.

“We-we’re sorry!”

“We misspoke! So please, just this once…”

The two n even knelt before Ak Simin and begged.

Seeing that, a smile ford on Ak Simin’s lips.

It was a benevolent expression that looked like he would forgive them, so the two n sighed in relief inwardly.

However.

“No.”

“……What?”

“If I forgive you here, you’ll just go and curse us again behind our backs.”

“……”

In the end, the two n were only able to leave after revealing their class and nas to Ak Simin.

Watching them, Ma Dong-pal muttered with a sowhat dissatisfied look.

“Why did you just let them go? We should have taught those guys a lesson so they’d never look down on the Vermilion Bird Class again.”

“Ma Dong-pal, that’s why you’re no good.”

“What?”

“What would happen if we laid a hand on students from another class here? It would give them a reason to co and complain to us.”

“……”

“In tis like these, it’s best to let them handle it amongst themselves.”

“Oh… you really are cunning.”

“Call it shrewd instead.”

Ak Simin said and looked around.

It seed the student council was still preparing for the tally announcent in the plaza, and students from other classes were also starting to gather.

“……Hoo—.”

Ak Simin let out a sigh, releasing the tension he had been hiding.

In just a little while, it would be decided which class would be given ownership of the Flying Dragon Flag.

Unlike other tis, the Vermilion Bird Class had a real shot at winning this ti, so as the class president, he couldn't help but be nervous.

“Namgung Il.”

“……”

“What do you think will happen? Do you think we can win?”

The tension didn't disappear just by yelling at those two guys.

Ak Simin, as if to relieve his tension even a little, needlessly asked Namgung Il who was nearby.

“How should I know? I don’t even know what the situation was on the last day.”

“Still, you have a gut feeling, don’t you?”

“……”

Anyone would think I’m so kind of shaman.

Ak Simin’s nervous appearance felt quite pathetic, so Namgung Il just blurted out whatever ca to mind.

“Anyway, we sold all the alcohol, right?”

“W-well, yeah.”

“With that, we’ve done everything we can. Now we just have to leave it to the heavens and wait for the results.”

“……”

Do your best and leave the rest to heaven.

Hearing those words, Ak Simin recalled what Namgung Il had told him on the first day.

“……Right.”

“……”

“We did everything we could.”

He had truly poured everything into it.

Even if they didn't win, he had done his best to the point where he would have no regrets, so hearing those words, Ak Simin felt more at ease.

Swoosh—.

Just then, Ak Simin turned his head sowhere.

“Everyone, you’ve all worked hard following .”

“……”

“Actually, I wanted to say this after receiving the Flying Dragon Flag, but now that I think about it, that doesn’t seem to have been that important.”

Ak Simin said, looking at the students behind him.

His expression and voice were completely different from the nervous appearance he had shown Namgung Il.

Ak Simin was now showing the dignity befitting the president of the Vermilion Bird Class.

Bow—.

Ak Simin bowed his head to the students.

It was a sight he had never shown since becoming class president, or even before.

The students were all surprised by Ak Simin’s action.

“Thank you.”

“……”

“Until now, it didn’t really sink in whether I was the president of the Vermilion Bird Class or not, but seeing you all follow so well this ti, I’ve clearly realized that I am the president of the Vermilion Bird Class.”

That was Ak Simin’s sincere feeling.

He was by no ans a person who usually spoke his mind, so the students imdiately knew that this was Ak Simin’s true heart.

“Of course, Senior Ak is our class president.”

“……”

“That look doesn’t suit you, so lift your head quickly.”

Jin Gwon-nam spoke first.

And then, the voices of the students followed one after another.

Most of them were thrown out casually like Jin Gwon-nam’s words, but still, everyone acknowledged Ak Simin as their class president.

“That’s right! It’s awkward, so lift your head, President!”

“To be honest, it was hard, so I cursed the president a lot, but it was still really fun!”

“Of course we’re having a get-together, right? And of course, the president is paying.”

“……”

Ak Simin had already lifted his head and was staring at the students with a blank face.

An expression that showed he had never expected the students to say such things to him.

It was a complete contrast to the scene when Ak Simin first beca class president.

“From now on, the president of the Vermilion Bird Class is Ak Simin.”

“……”

“Ak Simin, introduce yourself.”

“……I am Ak Simin, who will be the president of the Vermilion Bird Class from next year. I look forward to working with you all.”

When Ak Simin first gave that introduction as president, the gazes of the people towards him were very cold.

Why did a third-year beco the president? Isn’t that guy a problem child who has caused a lot of trouble?

They might have thought he couldn't hear them as they whispered, but those voices reached Ak Simin’s ears clearly.

‘Why did the senior appoint as president?’

At that ti, he naturally couldn't understand the reason.

Was the purpose to make a laughingstock like this?

He knew he wasn't that kind of person, but all sorts of things were said when Ak Simin beca president, to the point where he couldn't help but have such thoughts.

“……”

So Ak Simin tried his best not to hear such things anymore.

Of course, it might have seed small to others, to the point where they couldn't notice it at all, but for Ak Simin himself, it was a really big change.

“Ak Simin. The position of class president, you know. It looks great on the outside, but it’s really nothing.”

“……”

“The head instructor nags from above. The kids cause trouble day in and day out from below. I feel like my lifespan has been cut in half taking this on.”

“……Then why did you pass such a position on to , senior?”

“Because there’s sothing that remains even after considering all that.”

“……?”

“You too will surely understand what that is soday.”

Ak Simin felt like he could finally understand what that was.

This feeling of elation that couldn't be properly explained in words… but felt as if his heart were full.

Ak Simin felt that it was a really good thing he had beco class president.

“……Alright, tonight we’re having a get-together!”

“Waaaah—!”

Watching the boisterous Ak Simin and the students, Namgung Il also smiled slightly.

He hated to admit it openly, but Namgung Il also agreed that Ak Simin was a respectable class president.

‘There are various types of class presidents.’

There are class presidents like Ak Simin who get along with the students without any barriers.

On the contrary, there would also be class presidents who assert their authority to keep the students in check.

Both were class presidents with their own characteristics, but Namgung Il personally preferred the forr over the latter.

Thud— Thud—.

Just then, an unpleasant sound of footsteps was heard from sowhere.

‘…He’s here.’

Namgung Il looked towards where the footsteps ca from and wiped the smile from his lips.

A class president who asserts his authority to keep the students in check.

A very suitable person for that was now visible over there.

Flutter—.

A group wearing blue robes.

At the head of the group, Namgung Cheon was walking this way.

(End of Chapter)