Isn't Being A Wicked Woman Much Better?

Chapter 98

C98

The social clubs were created with the purpose of unity and friendship, but they publicly criticize each other.

As the leader, Philap was embarrassed.

In fact, his eyes were closed, his neck was red, and the blood was rushing to his forehead.

"In the future, I will listen to more questions from my elders, so it will be more troublesome."

Of course, most of those who attended the seminar were left open-mouthed by the sordid appearance of Omicron.

"Everyone, calm down. Who distributed false evidence to Princess Emmanuelle?"

Philap, who woke up late, tried to calm the situation, but I quickly intervened.

"Is all of Omicron involved in framing me, and now shamelessly passing the buck?!"

I narrowed my eyes.

"At first, Princess Emmanuelle said it clearly. There is 'public opinion' that criticizes me as the best student at the Academy."

I glanced at each member of <Omicron>, and they shivered as if they had seen a viper coming out of a bush.

"The public opinion that incriminated me must have been fabricated by them. Since they talked about me behind my back, aren't they all suspects of spreading false evidence?"

The atmosphere was already leaning in my favor, so everyone nodded in agreement with my argument.

The Fifth Princess also joined in.

"Cowardly, at last year's conference, they argued that our member plagiarized her thesis and made a scene without proper evidence."

She stared at Princess Emmanuelle with her yellow eyes.

"Is this how Omicron tarnishes others' honor by running in a group?"

"I am disappointed with Omicron."

"It is one of the four major clubs, but it is so pathetic."

Members of other clubs, who had been sitting on the sidelines, made a few comments while eating popcorn*.

When the reputation of their club was in danger of being tarnished, Princess Emmanuelle, who only blamed others, quickly opened her mouth.

"I regret what happened last year. Furthermore, I apologize for presenting unclear evidence."

"I regret it? Besides, the choice of words is a bit poor..."

I had no choice but to latch onto the accusation with her careless way of speaking to minimize my faults as much as possible.

Then Isidor spoke up.

"She regrets it? Princess Emmanuelle said that Princess Deborah threatened her subordinate to hand over the design of her magical tool."

His voice was as cold as ice.

"Moreover, with false evidence, she ruined both Princess Deborah's presentation and the atmosphere of Epsilon's academic conference."

Isidor reminded her of her mistakes step by step.

The corners of Emmanuelle's eyes reddened as she was pushed to the edge of the cliff.

Her watery eyes were filled with resentment and anger at this situation.

Princess Emmanuelle moistened her lips and then spoke.

"I acted carelessly. However, I acted as a representative because I thought a problematic thesis should be prevented from being presented in public."

With an enticing voice, she addressed the audience.