Chapter 464
The place they arrived at, following the chief assistant, was a room called the “Servant Waiting Room”.
When the assistant knocked lightly with the back of her hand, the door opened as if someone had been waiting.
Inside the rather spacious room, thirty uniformed servants stood pressed together in an “at ease” posture.
“Alright then! The third wheel will step aside, so enjoy your time together~”
Like a host arranging a date course, the chief assistant cheerfully tossed out the line and quickly shut the door behind her.
“Ah, assistant!”
Maelyn called after her urgently, but the chief assistant did not return. Everyone was left staring awkwardly at the thirty servants across from them.
“Pleased to meet you.”
At that moment, a woman stepped forward. She wore the same attire as the other servants, but on her shoulder was a gray epaulet.
She had short hair, a husky voice, and strikingly sharp eyes.
Chuk!
She snapped into a salute like a blade toward Simon. He accepted it with a bewildered expression.
“We are the servants directly under the Student Council, assigned to assist you for one year!”
Her voice rang out powerfully, as if military discipline had been hammered into her.
“We will do our utmost, sir!”
“Ah, yes. We’ll be relying on you as well.”
These were Keyzen’s “servants”.
They weren’t Keyzen headquarters staff or regular employees, but people employed directly by Keyzen.
Most of the Keyzen students came from noble families, and some treated the servants as little more than housekeepers for cleaning and menial chores. But in truth, although they ranked lower in the organization, they were skilled agents of Keyzen, undertaking countless missions of assassination, espionage, and more.
Above all, Keyzen never hired anyone who couldn’t fight. In times of war, all of them turned into soldiers ready to lay down their lives for Keyzen.
In fact, outside Roke Island, in the eyes of the continent’s people, the servants were both successful elites and figures of terror.
‘…And there are thirty of them here!’
It finally made sense why people held the Student Council in such esteem.
Dick, who had always been on friendly terms with the servants, boldly stepped forward.
“Alright then! Everyone, instead of just standing here, I’ve actually got some things that need moving!”
“……”
The servants, still staring straight ahead, gave no reaction. While Dick scratched his head in embarrassment, one of them finally opened her mouth.
“We obey only the orders of the Student Council President, sir.”
“...Ah. Ha ha ha! So that’s how the system works!”
Dick tried to play it off, but the awkward smile slipping from his face couldn’t be hidden.
“In the absence of the President, we follow the vice president’s orders.”
“You hear that?”
Maelyn crossed her arms, lifting her chin with pride. Dick replied gloomily, “Yeah, yeah.”
At that point, Simon stepped forward.
“There’s no need to draw such strict lines of authority. If you could also heed the requests of the other council officers, we’d be grateful.”
“Yes, if that is the President’s command, then the other officers shall be considered third in command.”
Again with the chain of command. Simon just let it pass with a smile and placed a hand on his chest.
“I am Simon Follentia, the Student Council President. This here is our vice president, Maelyn.”
“Hello~!”
Maelyn greeted cheerfully.
“Behind her is our Treasurer, Dick Hayword. And our Secretary, Kamibarez Ursula.”
The two each gave their own distinctive greetings.
“I look forward to working with you all closely.”
When Simon extended his hand, the servant clasped it with both hands and bowed deeply.
“Yes! I shall give my utmost!”
“There’s really no need to go that far. Ah—may I ask your name?”
“I am Number One.”
“…Pardon?”
“Please address me by number, sir. I am Servant Number One.”
Now Simon noticed that each had a number on their chest. He shook his head.
“In urgent missions, a number or callsign is fine. But from the start, I’d prefer not to.”
The servant looked up, as if surprised.
“…If you insist.”
For the first time, a faint blush replaced the mechanical expression on her face.
“Please call me Mojo.”
“Alright, Mojo.”
Simon smiled kindly.
“Far too pretty a name to be reduced to just a number.”
“…Ah, thank you.”
Though Simon had merely spoken his honest thoughts, Maelyn and Kamibarez in the back narrowed their eyes at him.
“Knew it.”
Dick chuckled mischievously. Simon turned back and spoke.
“That’s enough introductions. Let’s all head to the auditorium.”
Simon led the officers and their newly assigned servants to the auditorium, where tomorrow’s entrance ceremony would be held.
There, servants were already sweating as they scrubbed the floors and moved chairs. When they saw the newcomers, they cried, “Saved!” and smiled with relief.
Simon sent his servants over to help them.
“Thirty more chairs to this side!”
Vice president Maelyn busied herself more than anyone, striding across the auditorium with her heels clicking and pointing commands with charismatic gestures.
“Check if any chairs are broken! Pull them out immediately!”
“Yes, ma’am!”
Last year, many guests had complained about old or damaged chairs. When two servants carried away broken chairs, Maelyn barked out:
“Hey, you dumb commoner! Two broken chairs, add them!”
“Okay, okay.”
Dick wandered around with the inventory list.
“Treasurer, sir!”
The direct servants of the Student Council came running with chairs.
“There are only ten left in the storage warehouse!”
“Ah, we’re doomed.”
Dick scratched his head, quill in hand.
“We’ll need to budget for new ones. For now, contact Talaria, give my name, and pull thirty of the same chairs.”
“Hey! Dumb commoner!!”
Maelyn dashed over, delighted to have caught him.
For reference, Talaria was the delivery business Dick managed.
“Trying to funnel school money into your own business again? Caught red-handed!”
“What nonsense.”
Dick furrowed his brow.
“I’ll take them out on credit and only charge the cost price. Paid directly to the supplier.”
“…Huh?”
Maelyn blinked.
“Then Talaria takes the loss?”
“Exactly! I’ll eat the loss. What, you think I’d scam Simon of all people?”
Watching them, Simon could only give a wry smile.
It looked like an argument, but in truth Dick was fulfilling his Treasurer’s duties, and Maelyn was keeping him in check properly.
“Ah. Ah.”
Meanwhile, Kamibarez had climbed onto the stage with a sound-amplifying crystal.
“Simon! Can you hear me?”
“Yes, loud and clear.”
This time Simon climbed to the second floor.
“Simon! How about now?”
“Still clear! Kami!”
They finished the sound check up to the third floor, then returned. Kamibarez, storing the crystals in a box, beamed up at him.
“Great job!”
“Mm.”
Simon knelt to help pack the crystals.
“Simon~”
“What is it?”
“I’m so excited!”
It was true. Her little wings fluttered with joy.
“Can you believe we’re the ones organizing the school’s ceremony?”
“Yeah, I feel the same.”
“Do you think many people will come tomorrow? I hope they love it!”
Meanwhile, Maelyn stormed out onto the stage, shouting about misaligned lights. Simon and Kamibarez stifled their laughter.
“You were right, Simon.”
Kamibarez’s cheeks flushed pink.
“I think I made the right choice, joining the Student Council.”
“Right? Didn’t I tell you?”
“Yes.”
Kamibarez beamed brightly.
“From now on, I’ll always listen to Simon!”
“!”
Simon suddenly felt his throat tickle, and he forced a smile while scratching the side of his head.
“Hey guuuys!”
Just then—
From the entrance of the auditorium came a loud voice. Jaime, Cindy, and Claudia—classmates from Class A—were walking in.
“Ah! Thanks for coming!”
Maelyn quickly ran out to greet them. Jaime’s eyes widened as she looked around the auditorium, bustling with preparations for the entrance ceremony.
“Oh my, would you look at this? You guys are actually doing real Student Council work!”
Maelyn laughed.
“What, you thought it was fake?”
“You all look so cool! Hi, Simon! Kami, hiiii~ Dick, it’s been a while!”
While Jaime fussed noisily with greetings, Cindy coolly scanned the room, then gave Maelyn a sharp poke on the thigh and whispered.
“Jealous, girl. You snagged a capable guy and even get to do all this.”
“Wh-what are you talking about!!”
Maelyn’s face turned beet red as she shrieked. Cindy smirked slyly, while Claudia had to cover her mouth, stifling laughter.
“A-anyway!”
Maelyn whipped her back around.
“Simon! Kami! Can we use the stage? We want to do a quick rehearsal!”
“Got it!”
Jaime, Cindy, and Claudia were all quite excited about introducing their departments to the incoming freshmen.
In truth, none of the second-years had fully realized they were now upperclassmen. More than anything, they were eager to finally meet the cute first-years.
“Ah, finally! There it is!”
Dick came pulling a large cart, waving. On it were stacked bottles of fine whiskey.
Simon and Kamibarez approached.
“This is it, right? The liquor for the VIPs.”
“Bingo!”
Dick deftly popped open a whiskey bottle, poured just enough to cover the bottom of a glass, and handed it to Simon.
“This is just a sample. The Student Council President should have the first taste.”
“…Drinking while on duty feels a bit wrong.”
“Don’t whine! This isn’t even half a quarter of a glass.”
Simon reluctantly accepted the glass and took a small sip. His eyes widened.
“…Wow, this is…”
“Mhmhm! Good, right? Good? Kami, want a taste?”
She shook her head firmly, crossing her arms in an X.
“I’ll pass on alcohol!”
“What’s that?”
Maelyn and the three former Class A girls, curiosity piqued, also drew closer.
“It’s for the VIPs. Just try a taste.”
Dick poured a splash into their glasses as well.
“Wow, the Student Council even provides alcohol? Is that even allowed?”
Claudia accepted her glass with a doubtful look.
“In the Dresden Kingdom, it’s a long-standing custom. It’s called ‘Old Chair’. A high-class hospitality technique.”
They clinked glasses with laughter, then took a sip.
“Ugh!”
“So bitter!”
One after another, they screwed up their faces and stuck out their tongues.
“Hey, you commoner! You’re giving this bitter stuff to VIPs? You trying to ruin the school?!”
“It’s strong whiskey! Of course it’s bitter! You alcohol newbies.”
Dick heaved exaggerated sighs.
“Girls like you only ever drink sweet wines, no wonder you don’t know the taste of real liquor.”
“Simon! Is this really okay?”
Maelyn asked anxiously. Simon nodded.
“Yeah. Older guests will probably like it.”
“See? See?!”
The debate was left at that, and the purchase was finalized.
The whiskey was stored in the liquor warehouse, ready to be served tomorrow.
However, Maelyn made it clear: if the VIPs gave bad reviews, Dick would be forced to keep his mouth shut at the next idea meeting.
Just as they were zealously pressing on with entrance ceremony preparations.
“Professor Jane!”
At last, the meeting must have ended, because Jane entered the auditorium. But the moment she stepped in, she walked straight toward Simon with a grave expression.
“Student Council President.”
“Yes, Professor.”
She spoke.
“This may be sudden, but there is something I need you to do right now as Student Council President.”
Superb.
When are we getting more free chapters?
Thanks for the new chapters
Very good story and translation but half the chapter aren't for free and it is wayyyy too expensive will it stat like tjis foreve or will it get free after some time