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When I took out a video recorder from my pocket and played it, Dmitry’s smug voice sounded.
“I’m already the next student council member. It’s confirmed.”
“Isn’t that based on votes, grades and the professors’ recommendation?”
“There’s something like that.”
Mago’s expression contorted badly.
Dmitry’s eyes lost their focus.
The things he said while he was high on his success allowed me to reverse his own trap upon him.
“Well, it’s a very good trade. I just need to say a few words they want me to, then I will have a seat.”
I reached out the crystal ball that had turned foggy again.
The knight that was next to the Crown Prince took over the crystal ball with a video recorded in it.
Most of the professors had their faces burned red.
How many cases were exposed in this occasion that was held to show off the academy’s talents?
Not many could control their expressions.
If only you didn’t bring in the Crown Prince to this case, it would be more advantageous to you.
If it wasn’t for the Crown Prince, Rany might have turned the table regardless of the testimony.
It was true that a lot of defective products were piling up. In addition, the academy’s face was more important than the truth, enough that the student council executive tried to fabricate evidence to mess up the transfer student during the investigation.
The Crown Prince spoke heavily.
“I think it is better for you to investigate this directly, sir.”
At the end of his gaze, Young Duke Bolton knelt down, paying his respects.
Only then did Rany, who was freed from the knights’ side, approach me.
“That professor ended up screwing both brother and sister.”
I realized it as I heard the whispered words.
Young Master Philip had been injured by his sword, and if he even investigated this case . . .
What irony.
I turned my head at the hot gaze, and there was Professor Grein boring a hole into me.
He was looking at me as if he couldn’t understand this.
“Young Lady Rocke.”
Rany answered “yes” to the Crown Prince.
“I’m feeling regret about the trouble that happened because the student council rushed to finish the case. However, I must handle the continuing problem that occured in the products of Rocke Guild.”
He looked around.
The case wasn’t minor enough for the Academy to clean up on its own.
The Crown Prince stopped his gaze at Zen, who was standing calmly as if this situation had nothing to do with him.
“I’m sure the professor from the magic tower can maintain an objective position.”
Such a statement wouldn’t come out if he knew that it was Zen who spent the night with me to clean Rany’s past.
Following the Crown Prince’s order, Zen answered slowly as if he didn’t want to do it.
“I don’t know if it’s possible, but I’ll try to find a clue first.”
The Crown Prince nodded and then he walked to the door.
The academy’s dean followed him to the hallway with a dark face.
The students who couldn’t hear the situation inside scanned the faces of people leaving the room with curious faces.
They couldn’t help but be confused with how every professor except for Zen and Young Duke Bolton, who rarely had a change in their expressions, looked depressed and tormented.
“Isn’t the situation weird? Young Lady Rocke, who was detained, was released?”
“Why is Young Lady Philip from the student council being dragged out?”
“Why has the case become so strange?”
The gazes poured on me, who was next to Rany, but then they focused on another location again.
As the Crown Prince already left, the focused location was only one.
The paladin with purple eyes like violet flowers.
He, who accepted those numerous gazes as if that was natural, bowed to Rany.
“You’ve gone through much hardship, Young Lady Rocke. I never expected that the Temple’s name would be used in this scandalous frame-up.”
The faces of the young ladies that were listening were showing curiosity and shock.
Rany, who was looking at Bertin with a sour face, glanced at me and then she suddenly smiled at him.
He then went stiff at the unexpected smile.
“It was nothing. Such a thing is common. If a person is good, it can’t be helped that they will be envied, framed and misunderstood.”
Rany linked her arm with me and emphasized.
“Those humans who can’t see Marianne live well should know this. That the heads that flew off from reckless speech . . . well, there aren’t only one or two.”
What are you trying to say?
Before I could stop her, the mumbling voice rang wide.
“Were there only one or two who disappeared from trying to eliminate her? In the previous academy, all the professors’ heads flew. In this academy, we’ll start with the executives of the student council.”
“. . .”
The whispering students had already been hushed and looked around.
There were many people that saw Mago being dragged out, so the content of what Rany said was accepted wildly.
“If someone is caught, first, they will ruin themselves.”
Professor Grein approached me as I watched the students scatter as if their conscience got pricked.
“Marianne, come to my office.”
I nodded at the cold voice.
I wasn’t that surprised because I had predicted this.
I grabbed Rany’s hand that was linked to me and then moved it to Bertin.
“Please escort her, Sir Gramia.”
I left Rany, who looked at me as though she were betrayed, then followed the professor.
Someone I expected was waiting for me in Professor Grein’s office.
I slowly bent my knees and greeted him.
“Greetings, Your Imperial Highness.”