Sitting in his chair, Fang Zheng rested with his eyes closed. Across from him sat the Student Council President of the Alicante Research Institute, the least influential of all the student council presidents present. As had been mentioned before, Alicante was more a research institute than an academy. Its various project teams operated independently, and the bespectacled young man serving as Student Council President was merely a window for internal coordination and external communication.
Compared to student council presidents like those of Jie Long and Haoling, who held great power and were practically the rulers of their academies, or those like St. Galahad's who possessed formidable personal strength, Alicante's Student Council President truly had the least status and Repulse.
"Sorry to have kept everyone waiting."
At that moment, a voice rang out. Everyone looked up to see a golden-haired girl approaching with a smile. She was the host of this meeting, Claudia Enfield, Student Council President of St. Galahad Academy.
In principle, the host of each Garden Conference was the representative of the academy that had won first place in the previous season. By rights, Fang Zheng, who had won the Phoenix Star Martial Festival, should have been the best candidate. Unfortunately, in Academy City, while Star Martial Festival scores accounted for a large part of academy rankings, academic scores could not be ignored. Thus, Haoling Academy ultimately came in second, while St. Galahad Academy, runner-up of the Phoenix Star Martial Festival, leaped into the role of host for this conference.
"As the host, you're awfully late."
The red-haired fat man glared coldly at Claudia and began complaining, but she did not care in the slightest and merely smiled faintly.
"My apologies. I had some matters to attend to, so I was delayed."
"About the Griffin Star Martial Festival, I