"Who made that kid speak so loudly?" Lieutenant Colonel Modise took another sip of strong wine:

"However, the quality of this batch of students is quite good. Charles, Charlie, Berthier, Giyaom, Hugo, Andier, Sharman... are all good prospects, even that stupid guy

Derwig has his own merits."

The assistant instructor couldn't help but be surprised when he heard that Lieutenant Colonel Modise had memorized so many names in just one week.

"Okay, I got the documents. You can go back. Is there nothing else?" Lieutenant Colonel Modis, who was slightly drunk, asked with a yawn.

However, the assistant instructor did not turn around and leave.

His expression became much more serious, and he turned around to make sure there was no one else around, and then lowered his voice and said:

"One more thing, Lieutenant Colonel, this is news that the school committee asked me to bring you. Please be sure not to reveal this matter."

"What are the big guys on the school committee doing?" Lieutenant Colonel Modise asked disdainfully.

The assistant instructor said in a deep voice:

"Please pay close attention to the following three people: Ludwig August, Charles Chartres, and Charles Bornaba. Do not let any accidents happen to these three people. This is an order."

The disdain in Lieutenant Colonel Modise's eyebrows disappeared instantly, and was replaced by deep doubts. After a long time, he hesitated and nodded:

"I see."

...

At the same time, inside the Paris Military Academy.

Rumors about corruption in the Federation of Students have been fermenting within the military academy for several days.

All the students in the 21st batch are aware of this matter, and even many senior students have heard about this another scandal in the Student Association.

There are few old students who doubt the authenticity of this rumor. After all, during their many days at the Paris Military Academy, they have become accustomed to the domineering and arrogant attitude of members of the Federation of Students, their abuse of power for personal gain, and corruption.

few.

As the rumors spread, students' dissatisfaction also deepened, and the Federation of Students also responded quickly.

They have obviously guessed that the driving force behind these rumors is Charles Bornaba and the Charles Gang who have recently become famous behind him.

The Federation of Students then sent people to find Lawrence, saying that as long as Lawrence came forward to clarify the rumors, signed the scholarship allocation letter, and disbanded the Charles Gang, they could hand over 3,000 livres out of the 13,000 livres.

For students of the 21st batch.

Although Berthier was very excited about this and persuaded Lawrence to negotiate further, Lawrence rejected this ridiculous proposal without hesitation.

Only three thousand livres were given to himself out of thirteen thousand livres? Lawrence had never suffered such a loss before the king of France.

After learning that Lawrence had categorically rejected the proposal, the president of the Student Association was said to be extremely furious and immediately ordered retaliation against this group of new students who did not know how to do anything.

...

"What did you say? Charlie was detained by people from the Student Association?"

Just after the routine morning exercises ended, Lawrence learned the latest actions of the Student Association from the worried Berthier.

Berthier sighed, nodded and said:

"It's not just Charlie. People from the Student Association put more than 30 students of the same period into the solitary room for violating discipline. There were also many members of the Shire Gang inside."

The solitary confinement room of the Paris Military Academy is notoriously terrifying. Any veteran who has experienced it will never want to recall the extreme loneliness and tranquility. Some students even suffer from severe schizophrenia for a long time after leaving the solitary room.

Anyone could see that this cruel and inhuman punishment of confinement was imposed on more than thirty students at one time, and all of them were students in the same period. Anyone could see that this was a naked revenge of the Federation of Students against Charles Bornaparte.

If Charles, as the battalion commander, cannot handle this incident well, his status and prestige among his peers will plummet.

"Char, if this matter is not handled well, we will be in the military academy..."

Berthier's face was already full of worry. Although he did not complain about Charles's decision to give up negotiations, now facing the extremely powerful Student Government Federation, even Berthier felt helpless.

Lawrence's face was calm, and he squinted his eyes and thought about something.

It would not matter to Lawrence that Duke Charles was detained for a day or two, and the feisty Duke was unlikely to have any problems in the short term.

The key is, according to the arrogant behavior of the Federation of Students, I am afraid that they will soon target Ludwig August.

This is what Lawrence will never allow. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince cannot make any mistakes.

After a brief reflection, Lawrence opened his eyes, nodded slightly and said:

"It seems that we have to take the initiative to take action against these guys."

Berthier was stunned for a moment, thinking he heard something wrong:

"Wait a minute... Charles, take action against them? We can be said to be powerless now. The people in the Federation of Students are able to handle most student affairs independently. Without their permission, we can't even attend the military academy.

I can't even get out of the door, how can I..."

Before Lawrence could explain anything, a burst of ridicule suddenly came from behind the two of them:

"Hmph, you are quite self-aware, you are as stupid as a straw."

The person who spoke was a senior student. The most eye-catching thing was that he wore an eye-catching red sleeve band on his right arm with a golden eight-pointed star drawn on it, which was the identity symbol of the members of the Student Association.

He ignored the frightened Berthier, but looked at Lawrence with contempt, handed over a note, and said:

"You should be Charles Bornaba. I heard that you are very courageous and talented. Chairman Faure of our student association would like to meet you. The address is on the note. Please come to the appointment on time, boy.

.”

Lawrence took the note and glanced at it. The address written on it was very detailed. It seemed to be near the slums in Nancheng District, and the time was tomorrow at noon.

"What if I refuse?" Lawrence asked with narrowed eyes.

Hearing this, the contempt on the student's face grew even more:

"Reject? Should I say that you are foolhardy, or that you are just a brainless fool? If you dare to refuse Chairman Faure's invitation, your friends, your contemporaries, and your little gang will all be here.

Let’s reflect in the solitary room for a month.”

After saying these words, the student left without looking back, already convinced that this idiot would be frightened by the authority of the Federation of Students and obediently go to the appointment.

Lawrence glanced at the note again and chuckled:

"Chairman Faure, hehe... let's go see him. It will just settle all these grievances."

"Wait a minute, Charles, you absolutely can't go! I asked about Chairman Faure..."

Berthier grabbed Lawrence's arm and dissuaded him with great seriousness:

"Everyone says that he is ruthless and resourceful. More importantly, he is likely to have a gang background. He cooperates with the gangs outside to punish those students who disobey him. That's why this person can become a student association member."

Chairman: At least we are safe in the military academy. Once we get out of here, we will..."

"Underworld background? That would be more interesting. Don't worry, Berthier."

Lawrence patted Berthier's shoulder, smiled and comforted:
Chapter completed!