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chapter 22

CHAPTER 22 - GROUP PROJECT (1)

For Stella Academy's high school students, it was mandatory to complete several hours of voluntary service.

There were some typical ways to fill this volunteer time, such as helping daily at the magic post office or street cleaning, but many students did not like them.

That was probably because it was much more comfortable and helpful to their career to join a 'club' as a volunteer activity.

For the aristocrats, the main purpose of the clubs was 'social gatherings', and for the common people, 'service hours' became the main purpose.

The 'Skalben Club', where the nobles of the Skalben Empire gathered, could be considered one focused on social gatherings.

This club, one of Stella's most elite, was customarily headed by the highest-ranking student regardless of age, so it was no wonder the club leadership was handed over to Prince Jeremy Skalben, even though he was a freshman.

Verazane Eisel, a second-year girl who once served as the club's head, waited politely, bowing down to Crown Prince Jeremy.

Behind her were fifty students in the same position.

A boy was sitting on an expensive sofa, worth tens of millions of credits, in the middle of a space of about 100 pyeong, which made one wonder if it was just a club room used by students.

Jeremy Skalben.

He stared blankly at the five-colored chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

Just looking at Jeremy's smiling side profile had the effect of making her heart warm and peaceful.

"It's cheap."

But the words that came out of his mouth didn't allow her heart to warm.

"Sorry. We will change it soon."

"Yes, thank you. Please."

Jeremy's smile turned the girls' cheeks bright red, but Verazane was sweating profusely.

'...Not good.'

Verazane knelt in front of Jeremy, staring at the boy trembling before the prince.

That boy, Morso Dorden, was the heir to the well-known Dorden family, but in this place he was a nobody. If she had to compare him to anything, it would be the dust in the corner.

"Raise your head. I don't understand. Why are you so terrified?"

Morso slowly raised his head in response to the Crown Prince's words. Jeremy maintained his cheerful demeanor.

"Yes, yes..."

"Yes. I'd like to hear your justifications, so could you explain it to me?"

In response, Verazane hurried out. "That's, actually......"

"Verazane?"

"...yes?"

"I don't think I ever asked you to explain. Why are you speaking?"

"Sor, sorry!"

She clenched her lips and stepped back. She then said a prayer to herself.

'Please don't let that stupid Morso talk nonsense!'

Whether or not he was aware of Verazane's inner feelings, what came out of Morso's mouth was gibberish.

The story was brief. It wasn't much of a story. However, it was enough to chill the hall.

In fact, he wasn't in good shape. If he did it again, he would get it right. He was distracted.

Excuses, Excuses, Excuses.