Novel's Extra: I Awakened The Strongest Physique From The Start

In Originveil Academy, the student council is not just a group of students who like playing leaders among themselves. It is more of an organization—one that is strong enough to make several organizations all over the world step back in fear just by the mention of them.

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The reason behind that is simple: the student council is the face of Originveil Academy; if they wish, they can command teachers to do their bidding, and the mysterious principal of the academy is their backer.

Every morning, all the members of the council, including those who serve under the separate executive—the general members of the student council—are supposed to give their attendance in the morning, and the secretaries of the executives submit those attendances to the secretaries of the student council presidents, who, upon verification, then forward it to the presidents.

Or so is what is supposed to happen every day...

In the hall of the student council building—a place where the attendance takes place under the eyes of both female and male presidents of the student council—at the farthest corner, on an elevated platform, were two thrones; upon them sat the presidents with their secretaries standing next to them.

"Vice President Alex and Vice President Lilia have yet to arrive, sir." A girl with curled almond hair, wearing a dress different from other council members—a black and white one piece with the upper part being white and the part below her waist being black—looking at the notes in her hand, spoke to the imposing figure seated on the student president seat.

He was the male student council president, Theron Shieldspire, an Agisfolk, a race known for having the strongest defensive ability—comparable to or even stronger than the dragons.

"It's fine. They must've encountered some issue." The boy Theron, who looked more like a man with a height of almost 202 or 204 centimeters, just calmly waved it off, his voice heavy. His body was wide and large, but not that bulky. He was like a wall wearing clothes similar to Alex's, the only difference being the gold-rimmed collar of his coat—something exclusive for presidents only.

"Yeah! He isn't someone who would take a leave without informing us!"

Another voice chimed in. This time, it was a girl's voice, sounding free-spirited, like she was living without a care in the world, and the female president of the student council came into view.

She is Fenna Heathhop, a girl with tanned skin, white hair, sharp red eyes, and long eyelashes, wearing a dress just like Lilia, the only difference being the gold-rimmed collars.

Although her dress wasn't fitting, one could still make out her curvaceous yet athletic figure. From the rabbit-like ears on her head and her jumpy personality, one could also tell she is a Bunari, commonly known as Harefolk, famous for their expert agility and flexible bodies.

"Hm." Theron, listening to her words, just nodded his head calmly as he knew her words were the truth. No one here was more interested in student council than Alex after all.

He is the one responsible for the recent spikes in their image and budgets after all.

Creak

It was then that the door to the hall of the student council creaked, opening in slow motions as if it were deliberate, making the noisy hall filled with people trying to guess the reason for the delay of the vice presidents go silent.

Thud

Soon, the door crashed into the wall with a thud, revealing a pair of breathtakingly enchanting pair standing with their hands intervened, looking at everyone in the hall with a gaze filled with arrogance.

"These mongrels—insufferable wretches unworthy of even the slightest glance—dare to gawk at Her Majesty's divine grace, as if they were but peasants daring to gaze upon the heavens themselves, oblivious to the fact that they stand in the presence of regal majesty, a living embodiment of celestial perfection, whose very radiance could—" The boy, with a frown, stepped forward, letting go of the girl's hand gently, his tone condescending as he drew the sword that had magically appeared on his waist, but before he could complete his words...n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Hahahahahaha!" Fenna burst into full-blown laughter, holding her stomach and slapping her thigh—very unladylike, but that is what she was.

"That looks so much fun to do!" She whipped the tears off the corner of her eyes, still laughing, turning to look at Theron, pulling his coat, and adding with a huge smile, "Theron! Let's do that one day!"

"Hah..."

Theron, however, just sighed, his fingers rubbing his forehead.

'When are those two going to grow up,' he thought to himself as he saw Alex winking at him before he went back to frowning.

Clink!

"Silence, you mongrels!" While pushing his sword's point to the ground, Alex growled, his eyes searching for someone as he began.

Everyone knew that this was some kind of fun act played by Alex, being familiar with these types of entries, so although smiling, all of them still went silent.

"Where are my subordinates?!" His voice raised as he called out to them, "Come out this instant!"

No one spoke anything; they all just turned toward a group of people, a particular group that stood out from others as they were all covering their faces right now.

There were four guys and four girls in the group, all having distinct features, but one thing in common, and that was their strength. They were all stronger than their peers, having some kind of advantage over others.

'Leave us out of this!'

All of them just wanted to scream out, but knowing that many people were looking at them, they, while suppressing their embarrassment, stepped out of the crowd and walked toward Alex. Then, as they saw the smug light in his eyes, they could only grit their teeth.

'Vindictive bastard!'

They roared inwardly, but with their faces red, they still walked in front of Alex, standing with their hands locked behind them. They knew that Alex was putting them through this because of the prank they pulled on him last week.

At that time, they had pretended that they were absent during the training time with Alex, making him go back as he seemed busy in his thoughts, but when he asked them about it, they showed him the video of them waiting for his arrival for an hour.

They had skipped a day's training session thanks to that, and Alex had just waved it off, saying, "I lost fair and square." It was something that made them very suspicious since Alex would never take a loss that easily. It was now that they realized that he never forgot about it.

But there was nothing they could do about it. No matter how easygoing and friendly he was, he was a leader. Their leader—something they were thankful about.

'But this is too much!!!' They just held down their heads for being put through this in front of so many people.

"Do not disgrace yourself by behaving like those mongrels!" Looking at them, however, Alex just frowned harder, drawing his sword again, all while staring at the 8 of them with a playful glint in his eyes, and the next second...

Thud! X8

He directly used his gravity to push them on their knees without even waiting for their response. But no matter how unwilling they were, his subordinates had, by now, just accepted their fate.

They knew that once their leader made up his mind, no one would be able to change it.

"Good. That is how you should behave in front of Her Majesty." As if satisfied by their response, he sheathed his sword, raising his nose high in smug pride. "Now, rise to your feet and shield Her Majesty from the filthy gaze of these mongrels, lest their impudence stain her divine presence."

With those words, he marched forward, and his subordinates—the eight who came right under his command—although forced to do it, still surrounded Lilia, wondering how she was still able to keep her face straight.

What they didn't know was that Lilia, the succubus with the purest and strongest bloodline ever seen, was using her bloodline's power at maximum to stop herself from laughing.

Just like that, the thing about Alex and Lilia being late was forgotten; everyone was just laughing or murmuring to each other with a smile on their faces.

In the student council, everyone had a good impression of Alex as he knew how to make people smile, and he was good at almost everything.

"What kind of joke do you think the student council is?!"

... Alright. Maybe not everyone had a good impression of Alex.