How to Survive as the Academy’s Villain

Chapter 69

“Hah, what was that? Did I hear that wrong just now?”

Rosen laughed incredulously as she stood up from her seat.

“Lady Cecilia. It’s me, Rosen Ravenia.”

“I know.”

“But what did you just say…”

“A shameless piece of trash sitting there. Or should I call you a brazen delinquent? Honestly, if you had any sense of shame, you wouldn’t have dared to come here.”

Lady Cecilia spoke with unwavering conviction, leaving Rosen, Secretary Albion, and me stunned.

“L-Lady Cecilia.”

“…”

What the hell? Why is she suddenly acting so crazy? Though her words weren’t excessively vulgar, each one was filled with the intent to crush and humiliate.

“Haha, unbelievable.”

Rosen Ravenia couldn’t hold back her laughter.

“Have you lost your mind, Lady Cecilia?”

“No, I’m clearer than ever. Just like you said earlier, this head is filled with flowers, so I can’t handle the stench of filth like you. So please, get out of here, Rosen Ravenia.”

“Cecilia!”

“This is not a request; it’s an order.”

Lady Cecilia’s firm tone made her shout at Secretary Albion.

“What are you doing? Call someone.”

“Y-Yes, Lady Cecilia!”

Albion quickly dashed out of the room. Watching this, Rosen Ravenia curled her lips and alternated her gaze between me and Lady Cecilia.

“You, who once claimed you couldn’t stand being around those of different ranks, have fallen quite far.”

“I’ve had some bad experiences with people of my rank, so living in a flower field wasn’t feasible.”

“Fine. Now I see you two fit well together. But let me ask one thing.”

“What is it?”

“Are you confident you won’t regret today?”

Rosen Ravenia’s chillingly low tone caused Lady Cecilia to respond with a scoff.

“Fine. Got it. See you around.”

Click, clack.

Rosen Ravenia walked out without saying another word, leaving the room in silence.

Creak, thud!

Then.

Thud!

As soon as she left, Lady Cecilia collapsed into her chair, seemingly exhausted.

“…”

The atmosphere, as if a fierce storm had passed, left me inwardly applauding.

Wow, impressive. I sensed she had potential when she called me lowly and all, but Lady Cecilia has quite a temper. She has significant potential to play the role of a villainess.

Anyway, it’s best to leave before things get more complicated.

“Lady Cecilia, I’ll be…”

“No, Kamon. Let me speak first.”

“Yes?”

“What Rosen said earlier. Flower-head, fool, and pure princess.”

She recited the insults thrown at her and continued.

“Is that why people left me?”

“…”

“You once told me you understood why everyone around me abandoned and betrayed me. Is this it?”

Her slightly trembling voice made me pause. Should I just tell her the truth bluntly? This incident and the truth might force her to deny her entire life up to now.

But.

‘That’s not my concern.’

I needed to make her the president, and for that, I needed a stronger and more ruthless Cecilia than the flower-headed fool she had been.

“Yes, that’s correct.”

“I see.”

Nodding, Lady Cecilia had an expression I had never seen before, filled with deep sadness and gloom, as if she had lost everything.

“Just like you said, calling me a three-year-old… I might really have been a child.”

Her voice quivered as if she were on the verge of tears. I shook my head and spoke slowly.

“Then you need to change.”

“What?”

“If you’ve been a child till now, it’s time to become an adult. That’s why I’m here to help you.”

“…”

Lady Cecilia was silent for a moment, then nodded with determination.

“Alright. Let’s do it.”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“President Alex. Meet him. And demand his support for me using those photos.”

Her eyes blazed with intensity, a stark contrast to her usual demeanor.

‘She’s definitely emotional.’

But that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, especially in moments like this. Besides, people don’t change so easily. She might revert to her usual self after some time, but even a small change would be good.

At that moment, Lady Cecilia spoke again.

“But Kamon, be careful.”

“Huh?”

“President Alex, no, Alex is from the Axelion Dukedom. They never forget a grudge. So…”

“There’s no need to worry about that, Lady Cecilia.”

I chuckled and smiled lightly. I was already used to being hated and resented. What difference would a few more enemies make?

“I’ll handle it swiftly.”

* * *

The next day, people began moving about as soon as the sun rose.

Before the sun had fully risen, news spread that Alex Axelion’s speech was ready.

“What’s President Alex going to announce?”

“Who knows? Maybe he’s going to declare his support for someone?”

“But wasn’t he supposed to be neutral?”

“Looks like he’s had a change of heart.”

Students, filled with curiosity, flocked to the venue where the president’s speech would take place, creating an atmosphere as charged as during the initial campaign announcements.

Finally, Alex Axelion, the current student council president, appeared, walking steadily towards the podium.

“There he is, the president.”

With his black hair flowing and the characteristic orange eyes of the Axelion family glinting, Alex gazed at the crowd.

[Today, I stand here to support one of the candidates running in this election.]

“Wow, it really is a support declaration.”

“Who is it? Who?”

As everyone’s interest peaked, several individuals appeared behind Alex on the platform.

“Hey, isn’t that Vice President Obern and Rosen Ravenia?”

“They’re from Princess Francia’s campaign team, right?”

“Looks like it’s a declaration for Princess Francia.”

And then.

“It’s Princess Francia!”

“This election is over.”

“With President Alex siding with the princess, there’s no contest left.”

Princess Francia took a seat behind the podium and began to breathe steadily.

“Hoo.”

‘The moment my name comes out of his mouth, it’s all over.’

To savor her ultimate victory, Princess Francia prepared to display her most composed self, smiling gently with slightly drooping eyes and small wrinkles around her lips and eyes—a perfect image of a kind, beautiful, and elegant princess.

[Thus, I shall support this candidate in the upcoming election. And that person is…]

As Alex paused, Princess Francia slowly stood up.

‘Just walk out slowly like usual. Don’t get nervous. Slowly…’

She repeated to herself as she prepared to step forward. Just then, Alex continued with a characteristic broad smile.

[The candidate I support is Lady Cecilia Romanoff!]

What?

Cecilia Romanoff?

“…”

“…”

Everyone was stunned into silence by the sudden turn of events.

“What’s going on?”

“President Alex is supporting Lady Cecilia, not Princess Francia?”

“Then why is the princess here?”

Naturally, the students watching were bewildered and began murmuring. However, no one was more shaken than Princess Francia, who stood still on the platform.

‘What in the world…’

But.

Clench.

Despite the fury welling up inside her, she maintained her smile.

‘Keep it up. You have to keep it up, Francia!’

At that moment.

Click, clack.

From below the platform, the sound of footsteps echoed.

“Lady Cecilia?”

Dressed in a lush purple gown that matched her ash-grey hair, the beautiful Cecilia ascended the platform with elegant steps.

Click, clack.

Passing by Princess Francia, she smirked.

‘Did that bitch just laugh at me?’

Though they had always been rivals, Cecilia had never openly provoked her like this before. Princess Francia found it hard to suppress the rage rising from within.

“Damn it…”

‘No, hold it in. Francia, you must hold it in!’

Mustering her strength, she tried to maintain her smile.

“Welcome, Lady Cecilia.”

“Thank you, President Alex.”

Cecilia’s voice was calm and confident as she bowed slightly.

[Greetings, fellow students. I am Cecilia Romanoff, a candidate in the student council president election.]

Her commanding tone and presence elicited cheers from the students.

“Lady Cecilia, fight on!”

“So beautiful! So cool!”

“Wooohooo!”

With the cheers of what seemed like prearranged supporters, more students began to listen to her speech.

[I am deeply honored that President Alex has chosen to support me, not Princess Francia.]

Lady Cecilia’s words, clearly meant to provoke and irritate Princess Francia, left the crowd in silent anticipation. Finally, Princess Francia’s smile cracked.

Unconsciously, she gritted her teeth and clenched her dress tightly.

At that moment.

“Princess, let’s leave. This way.”

“Walk with confidence. Don’t let anyone misunderstand.”

Vice President Obern and Rosen Ravenia approached quickly, unusually united in their effort to assist her.

“Hoo, I’m fine. Just give me a moment…”

Regaining her composure, Princess Francia began to step away slowly, as instructed.

But then.

“…!”

She made eye contact with someone just below the platform.

And.

Smirk.

Seeing the wicked grin on his face, she couldn’t hold back her anger any longer.

“Kamon Vade!”

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