Chapter 327
“Are you feeling anxious or something?”
“What are you worrying about? Hah.”
If only the “Hah” at the end were removed, it would have sounded like a pretty convincing act.
From the outside, it seemed like Charlotte was at a clear disadvantage in this fight.
First of all, Charlotte was a foreigner. No matter how highly she was rated within the academy, the student council president election was not a popularity contest—it was a battle of influence.
Charlotte would eventually become the Queen of Belvur. In fact, even before she ascended to the throne, I probably wouldn’t cross paths with her again.
How many times do you think a noble from the Empire would meet a princess or king from another country? At least with Alice, there was a chance we might run into each other at a ball or a banquet, but Charlotte was different. Only diplomats from Belvur could attend foreign balls or banquets, and only high-ranking nobles would ever be invited to weddings or similar events.
So, honestly, sticking with Alice was far better than aligning with Charlotte. Alice was from the same country, and being from the same academy made a solid excuse. Later on, at a banquet, you could casually say, “Your Highness, do you remember me? We were in the same grade at the academy. I voted for you back then.” That was a definite advantage.
Of course, the votes were anonymous.
But nobles would usually know who voted for whom after the election. It’s just like how people casually talk about who they voted for after elections in modern times—nobles were no different.
If you were lying about it, it would be obvious. The difference in behavior would give it away. Sure, maybe someone could hide it until the end, but it would be hard.
“I’ve never once thought I’d lose. This isn’t the ‘Royal Lutetia Academy,’ it’s the ‘Imperial Rondarium Academy.’ I’m obviously at an overwhelming advantage.”