Prelude To The Counterattack [Pt 3]

Despite the obvious stance of the crowd, it seemed Fabian refused to budge on his stance.

"While I do not mean this as an act of disrespect, you haven't even done half of what Jared has." Kuzon's bold words forced a frown on the face of the prince.

"Still… protocols still matter as long as the regulations are concerned. The Rankers are the highest authority after the Lecturers and Academic body. As the leader, I—"

"Why don't we vote, then? This is a matter that concerns life or death. In that case, school rules don't count for much, do they?" I smiled at the fuming prince.

This wasn't just about sport festivals or ceremonies. This was an actual battle. There was no way I would leave things like these to an incompetent brat.

"Fine… let's vote," Fabian said.

He must have been confident in the fact that he had more people on his side.

There were 9 Rankers, and all of them would most certainly side with him. However, I wondered how true that was.

'Still, let's not take chances…'