The Student Council of the Holy Sword Academy wields considerable power.
In order to develop students' abilities, the college leadership delegated a lot of power.
Such as maintaining school order, hygiene inspections, food safety, event organization...
Simply put, the Holy Sword Student Council is not just a student organization; its power is no less than that of any official department of the academy, and it even manages more matters.
The Student Council's top management team consists of 19 members.
President Milton, ranked first on the Holy Sword Ranking, Innovation Department.
The three vice presidents are Simoni, Xunnier, and Beaufort.
They are all among the top ten on the Holy Sword Ranking, belonging to the Innovation Department, the Sublimation Department, and the Mechanics Department, respectively.
This is a common practice of the Student Council.
The position of guild leader can only be held by the number one player on the Holy Sword Ranking.
The vice president can only be selected by voting from the top ten of the Holy Sword Ranking, and each department can only have one vice president position, which facilitates the separation of powers and checks and balances.
Below the vice president are 15 senior officers who are responsible for coordinating various departments of the Student Council, such as auditing, supervision, finance, and hygiene.
Among these departments, the Inspection Office has one of the greatest powers, responsible for maintaining order within the college and disciplining students who violate internal rules and regulations.
The Student Council's Inspection Office was responsible for taking down Raquel's account this time.
"Heh, looks like someone's causing trouble behind your back." Lancelot stroked his chin, a cold smile playing on his lips.
"Who could it be? I haven't offended anyone, and you've only just started school, you couldn't possibly have messed with some big shot." Raquel was completely baffled.
Lancelot, however, had some guesses. In his mind, the Blood Clan boy, Peidasi, whom he had beaten up before, appeared.
Although the Blood Clan is not large, it still numbers in the tens of millions. Those who can be sent to the Holy Sword Academy for further study must be the elite of the race, or have a powerful background, or both.
For over a thousand years, the Blood Clan have infiltrated the Crimson Alliance in every aspect of its existence.
Actually, you can tell a thing or two just from the name of the Alliance.
Crimson!
And then there's the capital, Brandes.
In the Blood Clan language, Brandes means "City of Blood"!
Moreover, from the economy and public opinion to every aspect of people's lives, Blood Clan wield terrifying influence.
If they wanted to, they could even cause the entire Alliance's economic system to collapse instantly, rendering the Crimson Notes worthless and causing hundreds of billions of citizens to lose their jobs.
Therefore, if this Peidasi is of high enough status, it wouldn't be difficult for him to cause trouble for himself.
Putting aside everything else, the Blood Clan have sponsored countless impoverished geniuses over the years. As these people grow up, they will naturally become supporters and allies of the Blood Clan.
This is why, despite humans comprising nearly 95% of the Alliance's forces, they still dare not act rashly.
After a moment's thought, Lancelot looked at Raquel and said, "Continue developing your network, but don't do business for now. Once I've settled this matter, you can proceed. I'll let you know then."
"Okay, boss." Raquel nodded slightly and then hung up the call.
In the room, Lancelot looked up, his pupils deep, staring at the ceiling, and muttered to himself, "Although Peidasi is the most suspicious, we can't rule out the jealousy of other senior students in the Innovation Department, or some conflict of interest that I'm unaware of. After all, the department's resources are limited; if I take more, they take less..."
Hmm... let's test the waters first and see!
Lancelot took out his communicator and dialed the Student Council's official number.
"Hello, what questions do you have for me?" a sweet female voice asked.
Lancelot said, "I'm looking for Vice President Beaufort. Please transfer me."
"I'm sorry, Vice President Beaufort is not at the academy; he's out on a mission." The operator's voice turned somewhat cold.
"My name is Lancelot. You should have heard of that name before."
Lancelot?
The girl on the other end of the line raised her voice noticeably and then fell silent.
Lancelot wasn't in a hurry; the other party had most likely gone to verify his identity.
Sure enough, three or four seconds later, the girl spoke again, her voice very gentle, "Lancelot, is there anything I can do for the Vice President?"
"I need to talk to someone. Just transfer me to another call."
"I'm so sorry, the vice president is indeed not at the academy, but I can give you his private contact number."
"Okay, that works too. Send it over."
Soon, Lancelot received a message.
"It's already been sent to you. Is there anything else you need?"
"That's all, thank you!"
"It's no trouble at all. I wish you all the best in your studies."