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    Angela swallowed.

    Even if I raised my hand to knock on the door, I hesitated and put it back down several times.

    Only after confirming that there was no problem with the clothes she came with, Angela knocked.

    “Who is it?”

    “times… President. This is Angela. Painting the three Baekyang students who were entrusted with it… ”

    “Ah. Come in, come in.”

    Lilac Bonnet, the imperial princess, is the only being allowed to use a private room in Baekyang.

    Angela knew that this was a person of such honor that she would not have been able to look at her, so she hesitated and went inside.

    She took three models neatly stacked with paper out of the bag and carefully placed them on the table.

    “Here it is.”

    “Wow. You painted it really well. You painted it so well that it doesn’t compare to Hwayoung’s painting.”

    “That… Not to that extent… ”

    “You painted three pieces in one day. This level of quality in that amount of time is amazing.”

    The Crown Princess examined the models carefully and then rummaged through her wallet to pay for them.

    “Price… ”

    “4 silver each, 12 silver.”

    “What?”

    A puzzled look crossed Lilac’s face.

    “How is this worth 4 silver? You should get 20 silver each!

    Didn’t you hear about it from Coleman?”

    “Yes. Yes, but… You can’t do business in Baekyang at that price…

    And honestly, I even asked my seniors for more… ”

    Tap, tap, tap.

    60 silver was held in Angela’s hand.

    “… I can’t get this much money!”

    “You deserve this money.”

    “Still… Everyone else only receives 4 silver. How can I give 20 silver just to the president… ”

    The fight between those who wanted to give more and those who wanted to receive less ended with Lilac forcing money into Angela’s pocket. Angela hesitated, then bowed her head and said hello.

    “Thank you… ”

    “You shouldn’t thank me, this is what you deserve. So far, you’ve only received 4 silver?”

    “Yes.”

    “How many times have you done it for that price?”

    In response to that question, Angela started counting on her hands.

    “Umm… wait a minute. It takes 3 hours to paint one, and I do it twice on weekdays and five times on weekends… ”

    “You mean you did it about 40 times?”

    “That… Is that so?”

    Lilac sighed briefly and looked into Angela’s bag.

    “Is that a Romantic Era rule book inside?”

    “Yes.”

    “I thought you didn’t play games.”

    “That… Still, I wanted to learn it. The Chairman and Senior Coleman have encouraged me like this, but I think I should show some sincerity as well… Oh, so I decided to go to the Baekyang Champion selection ceremony today.”

    “That thing that is done in the central hall?”

    “Yes.”

    “Already started?”

    Angela opened her eyes wide. Lilac said, pointing to the clock.

    “I said it would start right after dinner, but it’s already past 8 o’clock.”

    “Wow… Wow… It’s already time… ”

    “Go quickly, hurry.”

    “That… Then let’s go.”

    Angela gathered her bag in a huff and ran out of the Crown Princess’ private room.

    The place she is heading to is the center surrounded by six sides of Baekyang’s hexagonal dormitory.

    Normally, Angela would have gotten lost between the restaurant, the gym, and the library, but this time she was able to quickly find her goal.

    That’s because the central hall was a mess with shouts coming and going.

    “Let’s decide through internal preliminary rounds like Black Swan did!”

    “With less than two days left, where is the time to go through the entire preliminaries? Only 4th and 5th graders are allowed to participate!”

    “Where is the law like that!”

    “Uh-huh! I don’t have a long hair! Normally, this kind of thing is done in upper grades!”

    “If you’re in 5th grade, open the fucking books and prepare for employment!”

    “Who are you just now?”

    An enraged fifth grader jumped up and pointed to the second grade seat.

    “It’s me!”

    The person who responded was an orc with tattoos all over his body.

    As he pounded his fist, the fifth graders sat down, speechless, and the hall became quiet for a moment.

    Angela took advantage of the opportunity and hurriedly sat down in the 0th grade seat.

    ‘I didn’t know it would be like this… ‘

    The discussion continued for about an hour, but no suitable solution was reached.

    As bedtime approached, Baekyang 4th grade representative and dormitory leader Cappuccine, who was serving as host, cleared his throat and spoke.

    “I think there will be no end to this discussion. To be honest, you’ve been fighting so hard since last week that there’s no time left for the preliminaries.

    thus… Our white sheep will sell its participation rights at auction.”

    Cries of fierce protest came from all grades.

    However, Cappuccine opened his ears and proudly declared.

    “The auction amount will be used as a fund to help students in need buy models from the romantic era. Now, the auction begins! 10Silver!”

    The attitude of a seasoned politician who declares the legitimacy of the auction and immediately takes action without leaving any time for opposition. Some who were caught up in the pace of the dormitory leader ended up raising their hands.

    “10Silver!”

    “12Silver!”

    “14Silver!”

    Angela was worried.

    Should I participate too? No, what is it like me? Still, if I participate, it might be a promotion for the painting agency…

    The Crown Princess gives you a lot of money, so you have some spare funds, right?

    okay. 30 silver. Let’s participate until you reach 30 silver!

    She raised her hands vigorously and shouted.

    “18Silver!”

    “20Silver!”

    “Twenty… Twenty-two silver!”

    Under Cappuccine’s masterful management, the auction price rose endlessly.

    When the auction price reached 40 silver, the calls to stop the unequal auction had already disappeared.

    When the price reached 1 gold, 80% of people gave up, when the price went up to 3 gold, only ten people were participating in the auction, and when the price reached 5 gold, only two people were participating in the auction.

    Articho, the son of the goblin target, shouted as if driving a wedge.

    “5 Gold 20 Silver!”

    “Ugh!”

    When the competitor who was counting the money left in his wallet shook his head, Articho shrugged his shoulders triumphantly and approached the podium.

    “5 gold and 20 silver! Isn’t there anyone who can pay?”

    People mumbled that they were crazy for paying that much money just for competition participation fees.

    People are complaining that it’s a bit weird for a guy who doesn’t play a lot of games but paid a lot of money to be the Whiteyang champion.

    There are whispers that there are a lot of rumors that Articho is giving kickbacks to Cappuccine.

    The complaints floating around on the lips of the crowd were clearly tied together by a single counterargument.

    “5 gold and 30 silver, I think there is someone who can pay.”

    A beautiful voice that no Baekyang student, or even an academy student, would know.

    All attendees, including Angela, looked at the entrance of the hall at once.

    The person leaning crookedly against the door is the student council president, Lilac Bonnet.

    The hall became quiet for a moment, but Cappuccine quickly cleared his throat a few times and took control of the atmosphere again.

    “Lilac Student Council President. You are not saying that you will participate as a representative of Baekyang, are you?

    Customarily, members of the student council do not represent the dormitory at school events.”

    “Of course, I’m not saying I will participate. I know someone who can pay 5 gold and 30 silver.”

    “Is that so?”

    The dorm leader theatrically spread his arms and shouted at the crowd.

    “I’ll ask you again. 5 Gold 30 Silver!”

    silence.

    “There is none. Student council president, on what basis-”

    “Dormitory director. What is the benefit of selling participation tickets at auction?

    Shouldn’t the honor of being the representative of Baekyang be given to the most outstanding?”

    Lilac blatantly diverts words. Cappuccine frowned, but answered the question for now.

    “I agree that it is the best.

    But unfortunately, we were unable to agree on the qualifying rules that would determine who was the best.

    Then you have to choose the next best option. To select the student who contributed the most to Baekyang students playing The Age of Romance.”

    “Support funds raised through auction are the criteria for selection.”

    “That’s right.”

    “But is that the only way to contribute?

    What if there is someone who has already provided more than 5 gold or 20 silver in support to Baekyang students?

    Wouldn’t that person be a more appropriate candidate?”

    Angela nodded. Indeed, the student council president speaks well.

    “Everyone will know. Who is that person?”

    The student council president said those words while looking at the ceiling.

    Angela followed the chairman’s gaze to the ceiling, then looked down again when she realized there was nothing there.

    And he made eye contact with the students who were looking at him.

    “Uh… ”

    She quickly looked around, but the eyes on her did not disappear.

    “Me? Me?”

    “The student council posted a notice regarding painting services stating that the appropriate price is 10 silver for simple painting using 3 or 4 colors, and 20 silver for complex painting using 5 or more colors.

    However, Miss Angela painted more than 40 models in five colors for only 4 silver.”

    Lilac’s sonorous voice echoed throughout the hall.

    Baekyang students were listening as if fascinated.

    “In other words, you provided a service worth 6 gold and 40 silver.

    Of course, this does not mean that we will recover the money from Angela Yang’s customers.

    Anyway, it’s up to Angela how she sets the price.

    But isn’t it clear that Miss Angela contributed more than 5 gold and 20 silver?”

    “No, wait a minute!”

    Articho, who had suddenly been robbed of his right to participate, quickly raised his hand.

    However, the Baekyang students were already comparing their likeability ratings in their heads.

    A smelly goblin that looks down on them just because they have some money.

    A timid domestic rat mixed race animal who paints models at a low price.

    “Baekyang’s pride cannot be sold at auction!”

    “That’s right! People who spend time, not money, are true fans of the romantic era!”

    “I support the election of Angela as the 2nd grade representative!”

    It may have been their intention to pick on Articho, the goblin’s favorite goblin, rather than support Angela, but in any case, Baekyang students stood up like a swarm of bees and spoke passionately about how faithful Angela was to Baekyang’s virtues.

    Articho, who collapsed on the floor due to the crowd’s heat, closed his eyes tightly and uttered his last rebuttal.

    “He doesn’t even have a crew!”

    “Yes… I don’t have a crew… ”

    “I’ll lend it to you!”

    “I’ll lend it to you too!”

    “Let’s all lend one model each!”

    The goblin turned to Cappuccine with tears in his eyes, but there was nothing she could do.

    The Crown Princess had already taken advantage of the commotion and returned to her private room.

    damn. I guess it was discovered that Articho had asked me to select the representative through an auction system.

    After gritting her teeth, she looked at Angela and asked.

    “Indeed… I had no idea that such a miraculous agreement would be reached.

    Then, Miss Angela. Will you accept the title of White Sheep’s champion?”

    Angela hesitated for a moment. 2 gold if you win, 1 gold if you are runner-up.

    But can I do it? I’ve only just read the rules.

    also-

    So, fighting.

    “… ”

    “Miss Angela?”

    “… ”

    “Miss Angela!”

    “Yes. I’ll try it!”

    [Today’s Unit]

    Baekyang Grade 0 Student – Academy, Baekyang, Grade 0

    10 model units – 12 points

    Movement 12 / Defense 3 / Resistance 3 / Magic 0 / Learning 0 / Stamina 1

    Melee Armed

    Fist – Attack 1 / Accuracy 3 / Penetration 0 / Damage 1

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