168 Episode Twenty: Princess Meer, you're denied exit.

"Meer......, you know what you're talking about? You are."

Theon stared at Meer in a great hurry.

That was the same thing Keithwood was listening to by his side.

He was staring at Meer as he peered at its sincerity.

"Rafina, are you arguing over the student chairman's seat?

"Yeah, but you wouldn't be surprised, would you? Nothing. I haven't decided that the Duke of Velga family will be the student chairman. We should all be given the right to be named."

To Meer's words, Keithwood breathed.

- I see..., does that mean that His Highness Meer is experiencing problems with this current situation where the election of the chairman is famously innocent?

When I realized what that allegation meant, I hadn't had a shock run behind his brain in a long time.

There is always a reason why a system exists.

And the reason I'm doing something like electing a student chairman in St. Noel was extremely simple and important.

In a place called a school for young people, problems tend to arise anyway. However, in this school, where many noblemen and royalty attend, if the problem is mishandled, it may develop to the point of intercountry indulgence.

That mediator is the key role of the student chairman.

So what do you need to do to fulfill that role?

It is support from the students.

The student chairman must have absolute support in order to make those in power listen.

And what reveals it is the election of the student chairman.

But now the system is morphed.

It is only natural for Rafina Orca Verga to chair the student. As such, even Zion, the wise Lord of Keithwood, conceived.

- It is necessary to clarify that fact that after the election of the student chairman, each person expressed that he was the chairman of his own choosing. Has Princess Meer thought that this is the time of year?

Keithwood remembered the other day.

Rafina pleads for her joint struggle against the secret society 'Snake of Chaos'. In such an emergency, Rafina must prove herself to be an absolute supporter.

We naturally have to take responsibility for that choice because we are the ones we chose, because we are the ones who supported it.

I have to listen to her, suppose Meer thought of creating such a situation...

- If that's the case, we need to put up a solid opposing horse. To be established as an election. Is that why you spoke to His Highness Zion?

It doesn't make sense if it's an irresistible opposing horse.

We need to provide a decent alternative to Rafina and create a shape on which to choose.

That is how responsibility arises for one's own choices and weighs in on the words of those who have received trust.

- If you're to be chosen after the formal procedure, you're even thinking that you can't help but kick Rafina's ass... But then why don't you run for it yourself?

Such a Keithwood question will soon be iced away.

"It's okay, Theon. I'm sure you can do that."

Meer said with a grin and a gentle grin. As if, to encourage Theon.

To get Theon to run for office, Meer had a good idea of the operation.

It is an operation based on the advice of Anne, a loyal minister who knows all about (and Meer believes) his romantic master, his masculinity.

An operation I used previously for Tiona's brother as well.

- Men are happy to be recognized for their work. If you give me enough power for that role, I'll give you a ride!

It's "You can do it! hitting Zion with a praise that overmodified the assertion," i.e.!

"It's okay, Theon. I'm sure you can do that."

...... It is Yoisho.

Regardless, it's not just Yoisho.

Even the act of bowing to Rafina. Zion's heart will not move in a semi-productive Yoisho.

... Therefore, Meer today, I have already abandoned my shame.

I've got a bunch of beautiful words in my head that are going to make my body itch just because I'm listening to them, in order to unfold a full Yoisho that I can lift the limiter and put into my mouth.

- I'll kill you with praise and you won't be able to say no!

That's how Meer tried to do a furious yoisho, exactly then,

"I'm sorry, Meer. I can't take that story."

Theon said with a seriously rotten face.

"Oh, no, hey..."

I'm sorry, Meer, but I know what you're after.

- Bullshit, they're finding out!? Are you telling me that I'm trying to push you through trouble?

A cold sweat rises on Meer's spine. but......,

"You're going to let me make amends for what happened in the kingdom of Remno, right?

"Ha...?

What is he talking about? and approximate Meer leaning his neck, Theon shook his head.

"Having made clear the significance of firmly establishing the student council election, will you have the opportunity to reclaim that day's loss of ground by making me serve as Master Rafina's candidate for confrontation? I truthfully appreciate that care. But I also have a thing called willingness."

Theon quietly passes beside Meer.

"I'll give you a chance to redeem yourself. Until then, there's just too little standing for you."

- Huh? About what? What the hell!?

I didn't know what it meant, and Zion left in a frenzied manner in front of Meer, who was pouting.

As he asked for help, when he looked at Abel, he shook his head with a bitter smile.

"I don't have a choice. Because he's a proud prince of Sunkland. But I think Meer's compassion has been well conveyed."

- No, that's not what I meant...

I have no idea what's going on, Meer, and it's gratuitous and confusing.

At that point Meer should have noticed.

That the army of genius warriors has collapsed, that already, rebuilding the front is impossible through difficulties and that is why we need to withdraw quickly here......

Unfortunately, however, Meer mistook the point of retreat.

Therefore, the exit route is immediately closed.

"That's right, Meer. If you're running for office, I'll do my best to support you."

"... huh?

"Rafina, if you're running against me, I'm sure you'll be seen with strange eyes by all the school students, but at least I'm on your side until the end of the day."

"Ah, Abel..."

Abel grabs Meer's hands and stares at her with a serious face. Meer's sharp eyes made her head pound.

As such,

"... Oh, Abel, you look great"

Meer returned to the room cumming with others that night......

"Ugh... how could you do this..."

He calmed down and finally understood that he had reached a point where he could not pull.

So for two more days, wet the pillow with tears, then Meer finally decided.

The newspaper of Meer's candidacy for the presidency ran around the school.

Conspiracy. Wow. Student union election begins.