**Chapter 92: Once Again, Attending the Academy**
After enjoying tea and sweets at the café, Rest and the Rosemary Sisters concluded their brief holiday in the territory. With the start of the new week, they would return to the Royal Capital and resume their academy life.
Rest promptly headed to the Student Council room to confirm his entry into the Executive Committee. Similarly, Viola and Primula had also communicated their intentions to take on roles as officers.
“Thank you. I feel very reassured knowing you all are joining,” said Andrew, the Second Prince and Student Council President, as he extended his hand for a handshake with a warm smile. As a third-year student in the Knight Department, Andrew’s friendly demeanor made him well-liked not only among his fellow knights but also among the students of the Magic Department, who were typically at odds with them. Although he would never become king due to his older brother being the Crown Prince, he certainly possessed the qualities of a natural leader.
Nevertheless, even though Rest had joined the Student Council Executive Committee, it didn’t dramatically change his academy life. When he informed his classmates about his new role, their reactions were mostly along the lines of, “I knew it.” The commoner students were aware of Rest’s outstanding performance in the practical exam during the entrance tests, while the noble students regarded him with respect, knowing he had been given the Rosemary Sisters, jewels of the House of Marquis Rosemary, as companions. His close relationships with Yuri, the daughter of the Knight Commander, and Celestine, a duke’s daughter, had led many to anticipate his involvement in the Student Council.
Rather than being shunned for their position of authority, the Executive Committee was welcomed with open arms. Incidents like the recent assault by the Third Prince Rodel were rare, and the committee’s duties mainly involved mediating fights. The only exception had been a single occasion when they had the opportunity to apprehend an intruder who had trespassed onto the campus.
“I must capture the youthful, unripe fruit and paint it upon the campus! Do not hinder me, you wizard boy!”
“I don’t care! Wait, you peeping tom!”
“Ah, wait for me, lovely ladies! This artist of love and peace shall come to adore you!”
“Stop! No, die, you pervert!”
As for the details of that intruder, I shall save them for another time. This man had audaciously trespassed into the academy to sketch the noble ladies in their changing attire, athletic wear, and even their panty shots. By capturing this intruder and saving the ladies from danger, Rest’s reputation unexpectedly soared.
Thanks to this incident, he had recently begun receiving consultations from students in other classes, feeling more like a problem-solver than someone to be feared.
What made him a bit anxious was the return of the Third Prince Rodel, who had been under suspension. Rest thought he would have to deal with any potential issues that might arise, but surprisingly, there was no need for the Executive Committee to intervene.
This was because the academy had taken the recent incident seriously, isolating Rodel and his entourage, requiring them to attend classes in a separate room. Furthermore, faculty members were now constantly monitoring them. It seemed Celestine was also working behind the scenes, ensuring that Rodel was kept under strict surveillance.
Despite being treated like a pariah, Rodel reportedly did not express any particular dissatisfaction. He seemed to have taken the separate classes as a sign of being “special,” which was a rather optimistic interpretation for someone who was displeased about being placed in Class D. For now, he was behaving himself, and there were no situations that required Rest to act as part of the Executive Committee.
Thus, three months had passed since Rest enrolled in the academy, and the season had shifted to early summer.