Norton Hall.
Following the admission guide, Lu Mingfei, who intended to go to the library to research Dragon Runes for tomorrow's 3E Exam, stumbled upon Norton Hall's entrance due to his poor sense of direction.
After winding his way out of the dorm, he saw many people heading in this direction, and the guide's general direction was similar, so he decided to follow the crowd.
Only when he arrived did he realize it wasn't the library at all. He lowered his head to check the guide for the correct location.
Lu Mingfei gasped.
Norton Hall!
He had heard from his senior, Fingel, that if he admitted to being the victor of Free Day, he would have the right to use Norton Hall for a year.
It looked so luxurious.
Lu Mingfei couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he actually had the chance to live in a place like this for a year.
Sighing aside, now wasn't the time for sightseeing. He still needed to look up Dragon Runes. What if he suffered a Waterloo tomorrow? That would be too embarrassing.
It was hard enough to turn his life around; turning it back would be terrible.
He turned and was about to leave when a voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Classmate, judging by your appearance, are you a new student?"
Someone quickly walked up to Lu Mingfei, their gaze falling on Lu Mingfei's face, "I haven't seen you before. You must have just arrived recently, right?"
"Oh, oh, yes." Lu Mingfei nodded busily.
He had seen the videos edited by Fingel, which were all faceless clips, so he wasn't too worried about the other party recognizing him.
"Do you want to come in with your senior? The President doesn't mind new students observing; he encourages new students to come to the Student Union to experience the atmosphere."
Lu Mingfei was startled. These people were all from the Student Union. Norton Hall would change hands in a few days. Were they here to move?
"Maybe not."
He scratched his head and smiled, stepping back two paces.
Unexpectedly, the senior opposite him grabbed his arm, "Don't be shy, come and observe with me. You won't lose anything. Even if you don't join the Student Union, it's good to experience the atmosphere."
Lu Mingfei's face twisted into a bitter expression. The culprit was even going to attend the moving ceremony. Wouldn't that be too unethical?
But the senior was very enthusiastic...
"Alright then, thank you, senior."
He was actually very curious about what kind of person Caesar was and what charm he possessed.
Norton Hall conference room.
The entire Student Union was present for the meeting. The current President, Caesar, sat on the sofa in front of the fireplace, his hands propping up his chin, looking straight ahead. The Gattuso family's phoenix crest hung above his head.
The silence lasted for a long time, weighing down on everyone, making them unable to lift their heads.
Including Lu Mingfei.
For a moment, he didn't dare to look up closely at Caesar's specific expression.
"For the first time in three years, we will lose the right to use Norton Hall, so today is our last meeting here," Caesar said faintly.
"For me, this is an unprecedented, crushing defeat."
The despondency was as heavy as a mountain. Lu Mingfei noticed many seniors beside him sighing.
Instead, he heard something from the previous words.
In other words, the Student Union had already beaten the Lionheart Society for two years in Free Day? And Caesar had been President for both of those years?
Terrifying.
"We didn't lose; this was a despicable sneak attack!" a senior said:
"The attacker doesn't even dare to show his face now! He must be scared. We absolutely cannot give Norton Hall to a coward!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd was instantly agitated. The seniors whispered to each other; it was indeed a loss that was unclear.
"Stop."
Caesar raised his hand. His voice was authoritative, quieting the clamor in the conference room.
"Only cowards refuse their own failures," Caesar's ice-blue eyes showed no emotion, "We have now lost to the coward you speak of."
"In my opinion, the opponent is not a coward, but a brilliant tactician, who consumed the living strength of Chu Zihang and me, found an excellent hidden position, and after killing Chu Zihang and me, was able to retreat silently."
"This series of tactical arrangements, appearing and disappearing like a dragon, all prove that he is a master tactician!"
"He is not showing his face now because his identity is special and he doesn't want to be in the vortex of public opinion. This shows that he is a calm person, and such a person is the most terrifying."
"If such a person cannot join the Student Union, he must never be given to the enemy. If today's remarks spread, it will only aid the enemy and allow the Lionheart Society to gain this master tactician."
"To scorn those who have defeated oneself from behind is the true coward."
Everyone bowed their heads in reflection.
"I do not wish for such cowards to exist in our Student Union."
Caesar's voice was low, "Alright, now all committee members stay, the rest can leave."
Lu Mingfei felt as if he had been granted a great pardon and quickly left Norton Hall.
The environment was too high-pressure, so much so that he had difficulty breathing.
Caesar's speech was indeed moving and grand. Senior Chen Motong was not wrong; if he admitted to being the victor of Free Day, he would indeed not suffer malicious retaliation from the Student Union.
He took out the guide, checked the direction, and set off for the library again.
Meanwhile, in the conference room behind him.
Caesar looked around at everyone, "Have you all seen the S-rank new student discussed in the forum?"
"When recruiting him for admission, I arranged for Nono to give him some benefits."
After a moment of silence, a look of pleasant surprise flashed in the eyes of every committee member.
"The intelligence information released by Fingel seems a bit too objective," Caesar turned to look at Chen Motong:
"Nono, after interacting with him, what do you think of Lu Mingfei?"
"A chuunibyou high school student, capable of anything when he goes crazy. I've seen his Golden Eyes; they're very dangerous. Not to mention S-rank, A-rank is definitely not a problem, at least on the same level as Chu Zihang."
Chen Motong leaned against the wall, closing the video she had just gotten from Fingel.
She smiled to herself. Not only that, but he was also a master tactician.
Adhering to the spirit of the contract, she couldn't tell Caesar that Lu Mingfei was the one who blew him up with one shot.
As for the bet, the young master of the Gattuso family didn't lack that 5000 yuan.
All the committee members exchanged smiles. It seemed that this S-rank would most likely fall into the hands of their Student Union. Then, it wouldn't be a problem to suppress the Lionheart Society for another four years.
The Student Union wasn't afraid of a chuunibyou President; in fact, in their eyes, Caesar also had a bit of chuunibyou.
What the Student Union feared was that their future President would be a wolf in sheep's clothing.
Caesar's expression remained calm, staring at the spots where a few new students had stood in the crowd earlier.
The person who could and dared to kill both Chu Zihang and him could only be this year's new student.
His bloodline must be A-rank or higher, and that S-rank new student, Lu Mingfei, was highly suspect.
He let out a long breath.
"Next, I have already rented the adjacent Amber Hall as the Student Union's activity venue for next year. Tomorrow, during the 3E Exam, we can arrange for people to move our things."
Caesar stood up and poured himself a glass of cognac, "It's not an unacceptable result that this place didn't return to the Lionheart Society's hands."
"Remember to pay attention to the results of the 3E Exam. Even if we have a high probability of recruiting an S-rank, don't let your guard down, lest someone poach him at the last minute."
"Understood."
Everyone responded in unison.
Nono, however, turned and left. She already had the answer in her heart.
Based solely on his performance at the cinema that day.
Lu Mingfei might not join either the Lionheart Society or the Student Union.
Lu Mingfei was just that kind of person.
He didn't like to show off.