Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 230 - 219: Lanci’s Overbearing Sense of Responsibility_1

As soon as Monasite entered, his gaze first fell upon the sofa in the rest area.

"Excellent, both of you are in the Student Council room."

Seeing Lanci and Hyperion, Monasite gave a composed smile.

"Do you need our assistance with something?"

Lanci closed the book in his hands, placing it on the table, and seriously returned Monasite’s gaze with a question.

With only a month left in this term, despite the majority of Lanci’s time being spent on planning for their winter vacation to the Northern Continent, he was still fully invested in the school’s affairs.

"I just finished coordinating some business at the Knight College."

Monasite elegantly took a seat across Lanci and Hyperion as was his usual demeanor, while Frey sat down next to him following his lead.

A dark wooden tea table quietly rested on the carpet, its edges distinctly soft.

Quickly, Asina served them two cups of coffee. The steaming hot coffee in the cup wafted a rich aroma, filling the warm room, chasing away the chill that had followed them in.

"Do you remember the ’Soul of Fighters’ Club’ team from the Knight College?"

After thanking Asina, Monasite, looking slightly worn, took a gentle sip of his coffee, placed his porcelain cup down, and asked Lanci and Hyperion.

"Well, of course."

Both nodded simultaneously.

When they first joined the Student Council, their initial task was to cooperate with the Soul of Fighters’ Club team in negotiating the demolition of a hazardous building that posed a safety risk to the school.

From that experience, where they were chased down several streets by enraged fighters, they developed a camaraderie that stuck.

"Here’s the thing..."

Monasite sighed and began to share the full details with them.

"Firstly, ever since the demolition incident, Cervini, the leader of the Soul of Fighters’ Club Team, has had a change of heart. She transferred to the Alchemy College to study law earnestly, fully abandoning the Spirit of Martial Combat. She has not been to the Shadow World or the Arena since."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Hyperion couldn’t help but glance at Lanci.

The culprit, right beside her.

"Sounds reasonable, doesn’t it? I believe it does. However, the fighters at Royal Arolan Academy don’t think so. They find it utterly ridiculous. They believe our school’s fighters are chickening out and making up a story that insults their intelligence."

Monasite continued to recount.

Monasite seemed to be rather concerned about the series of aftermath events too.

"Are you going to draft Cervini directly?"

Hyperion pondered for a bit, thinking it might be easier to just give in to avoid escalating the situation.

If it devolves into a gruesomely merciless battle, it would spell a bad image for both the Royal Arolan Academy and Ichrite Academy, potentially turning into a serious live broadcast catastrophe.

She unexpectedly discovered that Lanci’s capitulating approach wasn’t that bad.

Harmony above all else.

Monasite is currently a third-year student at Alchemy College with Cervini, so persuading her should be pretty easy for him.

"But if we do that, all the effort of the Soul of Fighters’ Club Team will be in vain. Though I should consider the feelings of visiting scholars as much as possible, my primary job is to help the students at our school. I believe we should support them in principle. After all, the disruption of previous club activities is the root cause of the current situation."

Monasite sighed.

From a causal point of view, their Student Union is the real culprit.

"..."

Hyperion was left speechless.

She was fully aware that the instigators were actually the two people beside her.

"Of course, the other side also set some conditions, such as not allowing powerful substitutes from the school to participate. The original members of the Fighters’ Club Team must play, so Frey cannot play either."

Monasite settled back with another sips of coffee, looking at Lanci and Hyperion.

"However, every time I see their efforts for Cervini, I can’t bear to let them down. If possible, I hope you can assist them in realizing their wonderful dream and bringing a perfect end to the academic visit of the Royal Arolan Academy."

Monasite knew that Lanci had certain experiences in the education sector, and perhaps he was adept at short-term intensive training. This was the time to throw a Hail Mary.

Upon hearing Monasite’s request, Hyperion was shocked, and she urged him:

"President, please reconsider..."

Before Hyperion could finish, Lanci stood up abruptly, straightening his tie.

"This is a responsibility I cannot ignore. I will make sure my father gets a good look at our school’s prowess!"

"Secretary Hyperion, Director Frey, let’s go!"

Lanci looked back at the two sitting on the couch and said.

His zeal was frightening, and he even used their titles in Shadow World.