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Chapter 97: Lanchi and Fred's First Team-up
Chapter 97: Lanchi and Fred's First Team-up
In the student council room, a dark wooden coffee table stood quietly, its edges softened with a subtle elegance. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, its rich fragrance inviting and soothing to the mind.
Fred remained silent, seated on the sofa, neither confirming nor denying the president's words. He had no intention of putting on a brave front and trusted the judgment of the student council president.
"Please, go ahead, President," Fred replied earnestly. Always eager to help, he wouldn't turn a blind eye to any urgent school matters, especially now that he was part of the student management committee responsible for such affairs.
"There's an old, small building on school grounds that needs to be demolished soon," President Monaster began to explain to the newcomers. "A now-disbanded team is still occupying the wooden house, which poses a safety hazard. I'd like to ask you to go and persuade them to vacate the premises."
The wooden structure had once been the club room of the "Soul of the Fighter" team. However, due to their poor performance in recent years, with a heavy focus on brute strength at the expense of balance and collaboration, the team had been disbanded the previous year. Now, some remaining members of the team were squatting in the building unofficially.
Normally, the school and the student council would turn a blind eye to students who had grown attached to their club rooms. But the problem here was that, due to the team's poor management in the years before their disbandment, the room had been neglected and lacked proper maintenance. On top of that, the team's usual training activities tended to be highly destructive. As a result, the building's magical protective barrier was damaged, and the structure had become dilapidated, posing a serious violation of the Hutton Kingdom Fire Safety Management Regulations.
The building even posed a potential danger to students passing by. As a result, the school had decided that it must be demolished. The Hutton Kingdom Capital Fire Department was pressing for action and had already granted the school permission to proceed.
According to regulations, the school had 15 days to complete the demolition. Failure to meet this deadline would result in fines and a reprimand.
"However," President Monaster continued with a sigh, "the problem is that the members who want to protect the old club room refuse to comply. No matter how many notices and safety hazard assessment reports we send them, they respond with indifference. And today is the last day of the deadline given by the Fire Department. We need to not only communicate with them to vacate the premises but also assist the Magical Engineering Institute in the demolition process."
Monaster understood the students' emotions, but fire safety was a matter of utmost priority. He had to consider the reputation of the school and the safety and well-being of all the students.
At a staff meeting, President Monaster, tasked with coordinating between the school and the students, had proposed allocating funds to repair the dangerous building. However, the school had vetoed this idea. Setting such a precedent would open the door to endless rule-breaking, and students might use this incident as leverage to demand compromises from the school in the future.
Lanchi nodded as he understood the nature of the case—a stubborn occupant refusing to vacate a hazardous building scheduled for demolition due to fire safety concerns.
"I understand, President. You've brought this matter to the right person. Leave it to me," Lanchi assured confidently, sounding like a seasoned professional.
His self-assurance caught the attention of Hepburrian, who glanced at him from the side. While it was true that this case fell within his area of expertise, she couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding, knowing all too well how dedicated Lanchi could be when he threw himself into a task.
"Very well.
"Rest assured, President, you've brought this matter to the right person," Lanchi assured confidently, his tone carrying the air of a seasoned professional.
President Monaster nodded in satisfaction. "In fact, the school has approved three days of work leave for the executive members working on this, as well as offering practical credits equivalent to a quarter of a mandatory course. Additionally, if everything goes well this year, our student council will also receive mid-term vacation funding from the school, and other activities that won't pale in comparison to the best teams in school. It might be a bit of hard work, and I apologize if it hinders your studies in any way."
After a brief introduction to Lanchi and Hepburrian about the basic operations of the student council, President Monaster solemnly nodded to the three first-year newcomers.
The student council's arduous tasks came with high risks and rewards, and only students who truly loved the campus and possessed exceptional talent would choose to join.
"President, there's no need for apologies. It's my honor to be able to join this team and serve my fellow students," Lanchi replied, his voice brimming with a sense of responsibility that mirrored his passion for saving the Demon Academy from its closure crisis.
This passion was undeniable.
"...Well..."
Hepburrian was left momentarily speechless. She knew Lanchi all too well; he would gladly take any opportunity to skip classes legally while still enjoying the protection, convenience, and resources the school offered.
From now on, he would probably find every excuse to linger in the student council.
There was no concern about hindering his studies, as he'd find a way to make it work.
Fred, on the other hand, nodded in agreement.
Having failed to show up for classes during the entire first week of school, he was caught red-handed by the Dean of the Knight's College at the Ekirite Crown Casino at 3:30 in the morning. As a last resort, the Dean sent him to the student council.
This was the Dean's final ultimatum, offering Fred a chance to complete his studies without attending any classes if he wished.
Fortunately, the President seemed to get along with him, and the student council room wasn't so bad either, as long as he didn't have to attend classes.
"Alright then, Fred, please lead the way to the Knight's College and vacate the room that needs to be demolished. We'll also need your help with the demolition work," President Monaster said, patting Fred's shoulder.
"No problem," Fred replied, standing up and waving as he made his way towards the student council room door.
Lanchi and Hepburrian quickly nodded to the President and followed Fred out.
"Please note," President Monaster added, standing up and standing with his hands behind his back as he watched the three leave, "the remaining members of the 'Soul of the Fighter' team may be very aggressive and combative, but they highly value martial ethics. As long as you find a way to communicate with them, a resolution can be reached. Just avoid any direct confrontations, as it will only escalate the situation and create more tension within the campus."
"Don't worry, President. I understand. We won't cause any conflicts, and we'll communicate rationally to resolve the fire safety issue," Lanchi assured, turning back and waving cheerfully at the President.
As the sound of their voices and the metal lock of the student council room door faded, President Monaster saw them off.
By the sofa in the student council room's resting area, Vice President Asina stood with a tray in one hand, her face filled with worry as she gently stroked her cheek.
Among the occupants of the hazardous building was a powerful and hot-tempered third-year student. If Lanchi were to anger him, it could potentially lead to a very malicious campus incident.
"Rest assured, Asina. We can trust the capabilities of our newcomers," President Monaster said calmly as he returned to his desk and flipped through a folder, focusing on the stack of reports that needed his attention.
(End of Chapter)
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