180 Lesson 32: The Depression of the Virgin (Oh, My God)

Back when I was about to plug in the middle of the election period as well.

"Dear Meer, this has been a campaign so far... it's a downside"

Vacant classroom rented by Meer as an election control room.

There, Chloe's heavy voice sounded.

- Oh, well, it is...

Hearing that, I'm not surprised at Meer. Or rather, I'm convinced.

Anyway, I can't think of any vision that I can beat Rafina myself.

The election pact was meant to create quite a few things, thanks to Abel and Zion's cooperation. That's why I could make something so solid that even Rafina wouldn't take a pull...

That's all. I haven't been able to make anything that greatly outweighs Rafina. So, obviously, there's a shortage.

- Too much has happened out of the math...

Yes, Meer had a strategy. For once......

Prepare a decent election convention and ostensibly set up a situation that isn't strange to be a student chairman. And in the back, the Tiermoon Empire, the Kingdom of Sankland, put together their respective votes to beat Rafina in the critical.

But the strategy was already disintegrating.

Tiona's great glory has made it difficult not only for Saphias, but also for the other four Dukes to cooperate.

That's what Meer did.

No matter how much it might have to do with the 'snake of chaos', so their cooperation was still essential to bring together the imperial nobles.

And, naturally, if imperial votes are to be difficult, it is also difficult to compile Sunkland votes. How can we support those who cannot even muster the support of the nobles of their own country?

Theon also makes it clear that he will take a more neutral position..., and as Meer, he can't even help himself.

Results… Preliminary investigations have shown that the bulk of the support has gone to Rafina.

"Currently, in terms of proponents, it's a ratio of Rafina sama IX and Meer sama IX."

- Well! I have, like, 10% of my supporters!?

Rather, it is a surprise mea to that fact.

- So, who likes to ride mudships, cheers!

It is no longer the end of a self-inflicted run.

To Meer with a dry grin, Chloe said.

"Somehow, you have to hit your hand to get it back"

"That being said..."

Meer was on her skin, feeling signs of defeat.

I look at the faces I gather in my room, and I remember.

- Oh, this face... looks like the faces of the Kingsguards at the end of the Imperial Revolution.

Soldiers ready to wipe out and penetrate the revolutionary army. I'm not willing to hide as vividly as I was floating in their faces, giving up my face.

There were those who looked just like that and stared at Meer.

- This, maybe, you should think and act on the premise of losing?

The mood has given up, and Meer is a half-thrower.

Abel and Tiona are the ones who still seem to believe in victory, and...

"Do you have any specific ideas?

It was just Chloe, who was moderating me now. By the way, Chloe has been asked to go around each classroom and do situation analysis, etc.

One person raises his hand quietly in such a Chloe inquiry......

Tiona Rudolfone was raising her hand vigorously.

"What about determining the image color?

In the wake of everyone's gaze of doubt, Tiona continues.

"Those who support you, Meer, wear the same colors. Come on. It might be hard to make all your clothes the same color..."

"I see, that's an easy image strategy to understand. I think it works, like aligning scarves of the same color and wrapping them around your arms. Because it looks important."

Chloe nods and explains that such a strategy has been adopted in elections in some country before.

"It's an effective hand on the battlefield. I hear that Sankland has a powerful knighthood that consolidates its entire body in pitch-black, and showing it clearly as an ally can also mean increasing unity. Then the question is, what color do you want it to be?"

One of Meer's surroundings answers Abel's query.

"Rafina, you're white in image color, so it's the same quiet color, what about the blue lineage?

"Blue..."

Hearing that, Meer accidentally pulls her cheeks.

The color is, like, what... Before, he evoked those who had lost the revolution in the Kingdom of Lemno, behind Meer's brain.

- Could it have been the Ethereal Wipes Party... You remind me of that one.

It's really ominous. I'm starting to feel like I can't win anything I can win.

- Well, I can't win originally...

It is a meer in self-inflicted mode.

Even then, ideas come up for yellow, green, peach, orange and various colors......

"For the convenience of dyes, I don't think the ready-to-align colors are that good"

Chloe's realistic allegations narrowed down the choices at first sight.

As a result, we talked about flashy yellow or red lineage.

"Red is a deep red dyed with a flower dye called Sunset Rose (Twilight Rose). The name remains the red (red) color of the Sunset Rose (Twilight Rose). Yellow is, uh, this color."

So, what Chloe offered was a single handkerchief..., really, like this, a flashy yellow that made my eyes hurt. It doesn't matter if it's Meer,

- It sounds a little silly to wear this...

etc., and it was slightly of a pulling color.

If I wore these colors, I would likely get the unparalleled image of being lightweight, fancy, etc.

After such an exchange, the image color of the Meers is determined.

"Oh, I don't care anymore, whatever."

That was Meer watching the change for the throw, but I regret seeing what I was able to do a few days later.

"Holy crap, this color..."

Red of sunset roses, dark as blood red aka guillotine red......

What's the red color of guillotine, I dare say.

But that red is enough to evoke an ominous and extreme memory in Meer...

"Oh, me, I knew it, it's over..., uhm"

And so on, he falls down on the spot, which will cause Anne and the others to panic a lot...

It took, and the fun campaign was coming to an end.