The Youngest Assassin Is a Swordsman Genius - The Youngest Assassin Is a Swordsman Genius chapter 66

Episode 66

“student president?”

“Uh, I heard you’re going to give out significant benefits like this mission award?”

“Five!”

I was lying on the grass and quickly got up.

Because it was very insightful information.

Of course, the benefits of the student council president were a bit different from the gold medal, vacation rights, and immunity privileges that were awarded for the first place in the mission.

‘Because there are benefits as well as responsibilities.’

However, in my head, the circuit of extreme happiness was spinning.

What if you could work less and get benefits?

I posed a question to Mac, who seemed to be more specific.

“Do you know what benefits are given?”

“It hasn’t been decided yet. But we’ll announce everything sooner or later.”

“Apart from the chairman, what about the others?”

“The two vice presidents are fixed, and the rest are chosen by the president at his discretion.”

“right!”

The student council president and executives must have had quite a lot of work.

But what about the case of two vice presidents?

Don’t you feel like you’re going to have a small amount of responsibility while getting the benefits in moderation?

“Huh? Ray, you just looked so evil.”

Thinking of the honey-like benefits the vice-president gave me, a fishy smile seemed to pop out without my knowledge.

I calmly shrugged my shoulders.

“Aren’t you interested?”

“It would be nice, but… Everyone should be aiming for it, but is it really easy? I think the competition will be fierce because it’s after the mission is over.”

As Frixon said, in the subjugation mission, except for the frontrunner, the group showed a fluttering aspect.

It was difficult to deal with Druid, but it was because the benefits of the upper ranks were vague.

As if he had grasped the defeat at that time, it seemed that he had offered a clear reward from the beginning this time.

Besides, it would be less dangerous like when subjugating druids.

‘But I don’t care. I’m going to leave the chairmanship and executive positions to the princes, and take over as vice-chairman.’

This time, the new dormitory building is in the final stages of completion, so if you do well, you might be able to change rooms.

I lay down on the grass again, imagining occupying the priest’s penthouse.

* * *

Around ten days after the end of the mission.

Finally, the announcement of the student council president selection has begun.

Hall Chivas did not gather students in the auditorium as in the past, but posted a poster.

The students exchanged their opinions in front of the bulletin board.

“Dalian decides the rankings, and gives authority to the president.”

“Then what about second or third place?”

“Since it’s the student president’s heart, isn’t it something you don’t know what will happen?”

“Even if you get good grades, you might not be able to join the student council. This will be a fierce battle for first place.”

“Still, I can get extra points in the overall evaluation.”

“Compared to the first mission, the rewards for second place and below are nothing.”

“Then you have to win unconditionally.”

When I went to see the announcement, I heard the students’ murmurs and frowned.

‘No, wait. Wasn’t the vice-president determined by rank?’

My mind started to get more complicated.

If this is the case, my plan to eat the vice president in moderation!

When I hurriedly broke through the crowd and checked the announcement myself, the phrase was inserted at the top.

“The first place in the tournament becomes the student council president and monopolizes the right to appoint executives?”

It meant that if I gave up the chairmanship to someone else, I would not be able to suck honey.

That said, the odds of teammates in Group 15 winning the selection seemed a bit low.

People who are better than those guys will take on the challenge.

After all, I have to be the student council president to receive the benefits, right?

Oh, it’s a pain in the ass

‘I don’t want to work that way.’

Looking at the announcement, the student council president also had the authority to command large-scale missions.

In other words, I had to take on everything from student council work to mission progress.

For some reason, I had a strong feeling that the loss would outweigh the gain.

“So you won’t?”

Suddenly, Frickson’s voice sounded like a squeak from the side.

Oh, this kid stimulates the desire to win.

In any case, I was going to participate in the contest.

Even if you don’t serve as the president, you need to be in the rankings to get additional points.

You can’t miss out on the benefits of grades.

The reward for the first mission was great, but how much bigger could the overall rating be?

While I was thinking about that, a commotion arose from the side of the crowd.

“Get out of the way. You sloppy things.”

Before long, a group of people pushed the students in front of the bulletin board and entered.

There was only one person in Venderford who tried to discipline himself like this.

Troublemaker Bizolt Railton appeared leading the gang.

“If His Highness, the 2nd Prince, wins the championship, then the vice-president will be certain.

The guy read through the notice, then muttered as he looked at the students with languid eyes.

Then, the parasites parasitic on the power of the Marquis of Railton helped out one by one.

“Heuk! Where are you going to enjoy the same benefits as noble beings?”

“Why don’t we turn the dorm into a shared room? Put them in there, and we’ll use the rest.”

“That’s nice.”

I don’t know if only the vice president of the student council has such authority, but one thing was certain.

Surprisingly, it was the fact that Franz was using Bizolt quite seriously.

‘Is it possible to become an existence that expresses one’s inner feelings without damaging the image?’

Up until now, the 2nd Prince had been watching that lesser bastard install and walk around.

Of course, because of the position the Marquis of Railton had within the empire, he could have thought that he would not be hastily sanctioned.

It seemed to me that it was left on purpose.

“But, Frickson.”

“Yes why.”

“Even if everything else is acceptable, wouldn’t he be able to tolerate being the vice president?”

“Oh…. It’s the most disgusting thing I’ve ever heard, but one of the persuasive powers kills me.”

I shrugged my shoulders and deliberately passed in front of the Bizolt group.

Then, the group of the guy who was boasting towards the students showed a slight shrinkage.

He tried to deny it, but it seemed that the memory of it once applied did not go anywhere.

“Keuheum! Nothing to see. Let’s go.”

“Yeah, yes.”

The guys hurriedly ran away, making a fuss.

Then, the students of the basic class looked at me with bright eyes, as if they regarded me as a savior.

How did you become an icon of a reversal, so it’s a bit burdensome?

“Now I feel like a saint, not a hero.”

“Be quiet. Embarrassing.”

I pushed down Frickson’s head and moved on.

The student council president selection was well prepared.

Although there was no compulsory clause that required participation, the number of participants was substantial.

Because more than half of the 200 students submitted applications.

After the three-day application period, the selection for the president finally began.

“Look at this. The brackets are out.”

Although the 15th group was disbanded, the members at the time became close and stuck together.

To the extent that we put our heads together to see the bracket brought by Frixon.

“It looks like they adjusted the tournament group a bit.”

“Yes. I don’t think it’s completely random.”

A total of 126 participants were divided into 16 groups.

The members of the advanced class, which is presumed to be at the top level, were evenly distributed.

It seemed that it was to prevent good talent from falling out by sticking together with strong players in the preliminaries.

Of course, I didn’t really care how the brackets were drawn.

‘I’m in 9th.’

The only adversary worth noting in Group 9 was Ripley, a recommended scholarship student.

Since his father was a retired knight, he was a talent who received systematic swordsmanship training from an early age.

But suddenly, there was a name that caught my attention.

‘Raoul?’

It was Raul, the 3rd Prince of the Railhash Kingdom.

A royal family of misfortune who dreams of a reversal by rising in the empire.

Maybe it was because we had a relationship when we were active as our original identities, so our eyes naturally went to him.

‘Unfortunately, it seems difficult to advance to the finals.’

I’m not ignorant of Raoul’s ambitions, but I can’t give up this opportunity.

Thoroughly smashed… … .

No, I need to touch him in moderation to save face.

* * *

On the day of the presidential election.

The students took their seats in each of the two gymnasiums.

Fortunately, the old 15 trillion members and I were not assigned to one group.

It was fortunate that there was no misfortune to drop friends from the start.

“We’ll start the group 9 preliminaries. Go to positions 1 and 2!”

Maybe it was the preliminaries, so there were no grandiose ceremonies.

Only sparring is conducted dryly under the guidance of teaching assistants.

Of course, it was like that in the beginning, but when a fairly close match came out, the attention was focused on the competition hall.

It was like the match between number 1 and Ripley, number 2 in Group 9.

“No luck. You’re my first opponent.”

“That’s right. It’s unfortunate.”

The opponent who came up to the arena had a lot of expression.

If he made it to the finals, he was a guy who could have established himself in the top 10.

However, how unfair would it be to meet me in the preliminaries?

“Don’t look at me. Even if I lose, I want to fight like a true knight.”

“Hoo?”

Looking at Ripley speaking in a solemn way, I nodded my head.

His fighting spirit was so clear that it was hard to see, and his body seemed to be heating up.

‘It’s rare to have a strong mindset. I can’t do anything about it against a guy like this.’

Sureureung.

When the sword was drawn, the teaching assistant walked to the center and briefly explained the rules of the match.

“The rules are the same as those of a knight fight. However, the act of taking the life of an opponent is not allowed.”

Soon, the teaching assistant’s arm, which had risen high, quickly descended and the opening slogan fell.

“Now, get ready… the match begins!”

Tadat! cooong!

Ripley attacked at a terrifying speed as soon as the sparring started.

‘Five? Look at this guy?’