Click-.At my permission, a girl opened the door, stepped in, and bowed her head in greeting.“……”Her academy uniform was crisp white, perfectly tailored.Shoulder-length black hair framed a face devoid of expression, with cold, ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) unreadable eyes.'Ciel Yuraphia.'She was the personal aide assigned by Loen’s household—entered the academy with him to assist in his duties. I remembered meeting her several times in the game.She looked me over, her voice calm and businesslike.“Lord Loen, I heard you awoke. Is your body all right?”I glanced down at myself.Bandages wrapped tight around my scrawny frame, faint stains of dried blood showing through here and there.Apparently, Loen had been hospitalized for quite a while due to… something.'Come to think of it… did Loen have an event like this?'I tried to recall, but nothing came to mind.Since she’d asked, I might as well answer.“Not bad.”There was a lingering heaviness, a faint ache, but no pain.When I loosened a few layers of bandages to show I was fine, Ciel’s sharp eyes scanned me from head to toe before she gave a small nod.“I’m glad you’re well. Congratulations on your recovery, Lord Loen.”Then, almost inaudibly, she muttered—proving the [Sharp Tongue] trait she was famous for.“…Of course, for the rest of the academy, this is a most unfortunate development.”The return of the academy’s notorious troublemaker, Loen de Valis.As she said, it was an ill omen for the students.Once healed, he’d no doubt start making a mess of things again.'But that’s only if it were the old Loen.'The one in this body now is me.Depending on what I do from here on, everything can change.“Whether it’s unfortunate or not—we’ll see, Ciel.”“…?”My calm reply made her blink.She stared for a moment, then smoothly changed the subject.“…In any case, I came to deliver something.”From inside her uniform, she produced a sealed envelope and handed it to me.The wax bore the crest of the academy.At her silent cue, I broke the seal and unfolded the letter.Sssrak-.A gold-bordered document, elaborate as a plaque, bearing the handwritten signature of the Academy Board’s chairman.At the top, written in the continental common language: [General Student Council Summons].'Why can I read these squiggly letters…?'Before I could finish the thought, Ciel added an explanation.“Your timing is fortunate. The General Student Council summons, which had been delayed due to your injuries, has finally been issued.”“General Student Council summons?”“Yes. Today at 17:00, the presidents of the Four Academies will meet in the main conference room. As this is the first official session of the new term, your attendance is required, Lord Loen.”I skimmed the letter carefully as she spoke.To Loen de Valis, Student Council President of the Academy Union.'What? Loen is the Student Council President?'I frowned, rereading it just to be sure.In the game, Loen ran for president but died before winning, thanks to the player.Something wasn’t adding up.My eyes drifted to the wall calendar.'Yuseong Calendar 312, March…?'That’s months after Loen’s supposed death.'A man who should already be dead is alive, and I’m inside his body…'Different from the scenario I knew.Could that talk with Director Lee about story balance have caused this? Still unclear.While I mulled it over, Ciel continued explaining.“Today’s meeting will cover revisions to several academy regulations and this year’s budget allocation for each school. Additionally, there will be discussion about renewing the facility management contracts…”'Why does this sound like an actual corporate board meeting?'After running through the long list, she ended on a sharp note.“Lastly, as you already know, the Saint candidate and the Hero candidate will also attend. Please be especially mindful of your behavior, Lord Loen.”***After delivering the summons, Ciel left for class.“Five o’clock, huh.”I glanced at the clock on the infirmary wall.Not much time.After finishing the discharge paperwork, I headed straight for the Student Council President’s office.The building’s layout was a maze; it took me a while to find the right door.Creak-.A flood of light greeted me as I entered.Through the floor-to-ceiling glass, the vast academy grounds stretched below—broad boulevards like arteries, flanked by perfectly ordered buildings like a planned city.A place of learning built by the united nations of the Mir-Ellin Continent.Academy Union.A gathering of heroes and prodigies—the heart of Mir-Ellin Saga.I took a moment to admire the view before sinking into the president’s chair.“Haa…”Then I lifted my eyes and spoke softly.“Status window.”Ting-.A gentle chime, and a translucent window appeared in midair.Good.The world not only mirrored the setting of Mir-Ellin Saga but also carried over its system functions.I scanned Loen’s stats.[Loen de Valis][???, Male, 17][Life: 14(-7)][Agility: 8(-4)][Strength: 10(-5)][Mana: 18][Intelligence: 19][Charm: 90(-61)]“…Pathetic.”An average person’s stats hover around 10.With those penalties, Loen’s body was practically worse than a civilian’s. A stiff breeze could knock him over.Still, that wasn’t what defined him. His traits mattered more.“Traits.”Ting-.Another panel opened, glowing with colors.[Alchemy][Thick-Skinned][Sophist][Stubbornness][Deception][Notoriety][Gu-eum Jeolmaek][Half-Human, Half-Demon]The golden Epic trait [Alchemy]—Loen’s core identity.It was the foundation that made a mediocre mage-level villain reach mid-boss status.'Loen’s an artifact character—low base stats, strong equipment scaling.'Once geared up with high-grade artifacts, his penalties could be overcome—or even turned into strengths.In fact, given time, he had the potential to rise to near top-tier in the lore.A late-blooming monster.For now, I looked past the common and penalty traits—blue and red text didn’t matter much.But two lines stood out.[Gu-eum Jeolmaek][Half-Human, Half-Demon]Both struck through in gold—hidden Epics I didn’t know existed.“…I see.”I rubbed my chin.[Gu-eum Jeolmaek]: a constitution suited for sorcery but halves physical stats and shortens lifespan.[Half-Human, Half-Demon]: proof of demonic bloodline.Neither fit the sword-saint family of de Valis, known for purging fiends.This mismatch hinted at the narrative mystery surrounding Loen.He definitely hid something.'But it’s too early to jump to conclusions.'I closed the window and stood up.Almost time for the meeting.Ten minutes left.I watched the ticking hand of my watch.'For now, attend as scheduled.'The four presidents of the Union’s pillar academies would be there—prime opportunity to meet key characters.Ciel had prepared documents; with those, I could at least fake competence.But merely showing up wouldn’t cut it. I needed results.Because—[Worst Student Council President]– Maintain the Academy Union presidency as “Loen de Valis” until graduation.– Reward: ???– Failure: DeathThat was my main quest.Simple in wording, lethal in difficulty.Given Loen’s reputation and the meaning of his title, this was near impossible.Still—not impossible.A smirk tugged at my lips.I wasn’t about to fail something like this. Not with my name as a top-ranked tester.If I wanted to survive, I needed to erase Loen’s [Notoriety].No notorious bastard can remain president for long.And today’s meeting would be the beginning of that change.I closed the window and turned to the mirror.Chk-.If I was going to reform Loen’s image, I’d start with appearance.Clean. Reliable.As I straightened my uniform, the black hair and white jacket contrasted sharply in the reflection.'Well… he’s handsome, at least.'A charm stat of 90 made sense.Though that vacant stare and dark aura orbiting him like a curse completely offset it—probably due to [Notoriety] and cursed titles.That was a problem for later. For now, small steps.I fixed the wrinkles, tightened my tie.Instant improvement.In the game, Loen wore his uniform like a rag.Still, something was missing—a focal point.“Cologne… maybe?”A good scent changes how people perceive you.After rummaging through drawers, I found an unused bottle.Pshh-.A fresh, woodsy fragrance filled the air. Pleasant, not overpowering.Perfect.Even the gloomy air around me felt thinner.Ting-.[Your Charm stat temporarily increases by 2. Resonance decreased by 1.]Even the system approved.I dismissed the notice and took a deep breath.“Fuu.”Before leaving, I grabbed the meeting materials Ciel prepared and checked Loen’s signature accessory—[Ring of Derode].[Ring of Derode]– Type: Accessory– Rarity: Epic– The ring once used by the Dark Lord Derode for amusement. Its durability has declined with age, but its effect remains exceptional.– Nullifies all external emission of magi and any effects derived therefrom.– Durability 4/44'So that’s why he never took it off—to hide his Half-Human, Half-Demon identity.'“Hm.”Durability’s low, but it’ll do.After checking my belongings, I left the office with light steps.***Creak-.The heavy double doors groaned as I pushed them open.Dim light greeted me.A single beam illuminated the massive round table at the center of the room.Four students sat around it.“……”One sat with eyes closed in meditation, another quietly read a book. One frowned the moment she saw me; another’s eyes gleamed with curiosity.Different in looks, temperament, and talent—these were the presidents of the Four Academies that formed the Union.They were the key figures I’d have to lead as the General Student Council President—and essential to steering Mir-Ellin Saga toward its happy ending.“……”At my entrance, all eyes turned to me—sharp, assessing.Tap. Tap.I walked across the silence, each step echoing like a warning before a storm, and headed for the empty seat nearest the door.Screech-.The sound of the chair scraping against stone filled the quiet room.I sat down, checked my watch, and looked around the table.“It’s time. Let’s begin the meeting.”

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