Champion Of Lust: Gods Conquer's Harem Paradise!

Chapter 48 Celeatial Foxes!

He knew the majority of the general members would vote against him if the voting process continued fairly, but if the committee members—those with direct influence—remained on his side, he could stem the tide of opposition.

But hope turned to despair when the first person to raise their hand was the very member he had rudely cut off earlier in the meeting—a young man whose opinion he had disregarded.

Alexander's heart sank as he realized that his once-loyal supporters might not be as dependable as he thought.

The young man's raised hand wasn't just a symbol of dissent—it was a public betrayal. His silent vote was clear: he no longer stood with Alexander.

The gesture threw Alexander's last hope into the pits of despair. He could see the wave of discontent spreading among the other members, some of whom were once his closest allies.

"I also vote for the immediate stepdown of Alexander Eloise as the president!" The words rang out, reverberating through the hall like a thunderclap. Roars of shock and disbelief echoed, cutting into Alexander's very core, no matter how much he wanted to block it out. This wasn't just a casual betrayal—it was a public declaration that his reign was crumbling.

The young man who had cast the decisive vote was known to be one of the kindest members in the club.

His dedication to Obsidian Roar had earned him the respect of his peers, though he had always been powerless under Alexander's oppressive rule. He was just one person against royalty—two powerful backgrounds as president and a royal prince, propping up Alexander's fragile ego.

What could he have done alone?

But now, the tides had turned. The young man had come to the academy under unusual circumstances.

His sister worked as a maid for House Obsidian, under the watchful eyes of Mistress Emberly. He had caught her attention through sheer talent, which had earned him a place at the academy.

In every sense, he felt indebted to the Obsidian family. They had given his family—his sister and mother—a home, security, and a future. They took care of his family's needs without ever asking for anything in return.

Despite the power dynamics, he knew Emberly didn't want repayment. She had only ever wished for Rose, his sister, to focus on her work without the burden of worrying about her family's welfare.

So she had gifted them a home in the heart of the city, where him and their mother could live comfortably, while Rose stayed at the family abode to fulfill her duties. This act of generosity had earned his unshakable loyalty to the Obsidian family.

His loyalty to Pyris, the descendant of that same family, was not just out of respect but also out of gratitude. Alexander's power meant nothing in comparison to the debt he owed to House Obsidian. His vote, in favor of Pyris, was the ultimate symbol of that loyalty and loyalty to the club itself!

"Mhmm~" Pyris let out a soft hum, clearly satisfied by the young man's stance. He knew exactly what that vote meant—it wasn't just about removing Alexander; it was about restoring the dignity of the Obsidian Roar's name and ensuring that those who truly cared for the club were the ones who led it.

The hall was filled with murmurs now, a growing swell of voices questioning Alexander's authority. The club president, once so secure in his position, now stood alone, grasping at the last strands of power slipping through his fingers.

Pyris' calculated moves had done more than just undermine Alexander; they had given the members the courage to finally voice their frustrations and call for the change they so desperately needed.

Alexander's reign was over—it was just a matter of time before the rest followed.

'Status'

Name: Jasper.

Race: Fox

Bloodline: Celestial Moon Bloodline!

Race Trait: Moon Empowerment!

Titles: The Moon Embracer

Rank: 6/20

Elements: Light, Life.

Age Limit: 18/700

Strength: 190/210

Agility: 190/210

Vitality: 195/210

Stamina: 200/210

INT: 196/210

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[A Celestial Fox, huh? Too bad it's just a diluted version of the real Celestial Fox bloodline!] Lia's thoughts were filled with intrigue, despite the dilution. Even though it wasn't the purest form, she found it impressive—especially since, by her observation, the one who held the bloodline was a good person.

'Celestial Fox? Are they that strong?' He asked, genuinely clueless but willing to trust Lia's judgment. After all, coming from the God Realm, her standards were sky-high, and she didn't hand out compliments lightly.

[Abnormally so! Their leader, for instance, can annihilate the entire mortal realm with a single swipe of their paws!] Lia's admiration seeped into her voice as she continued to describe them.

[In the God Realm, they're a force to be reckoned with!]

The gravity of her words settled in his mind, though he remained outwardly composed. "I see. They are powerful indeed," he said with deliberate calmness, trying to absorb the weight of what Lia was saying.

[You don't sound impressed!] Lia's playful accusation rang in his mind.

'I am, yeah, I'm impressed,' he responded, though his tone remained cool, not betraying the awe building inside him.

Jasper suddenly bowed to him...

Pyris observing Jasper carefully, intrigued by the respectful bow that had taken everyone by surprise.

It wasn't just the formality of the gesture that caught people off guard, but the fact that someone like Jasper—a respected and prominent figure in the club—had openly shown deference to Pyris, someone whom many of them barely knew but admired so much...

That simple act of respect sent a ripple through the room, changing the atmosphere in a way Pyris hadn't anticipated.

Jasper, with his lean build and striking appearance, didn't let his emotions show easily. His white eyes gave off a cool, detached vibe, masking whatever turmoil was brewing beneath the surface.

Pyris, who had been trained by Rose to understand beast-human behaviors, could sense that Jasper wasn't entirely at ease.

Still, Jasper's composed exterior and the unexpected respect he showed made a strong impression on everyone present.

"You're?" Pyris asked.

"I'm Jasper," the young man introduced himself, his voice steady, despite the tension that had filled the room moments earlier. His bow, though simple, seemed to carry the weight of trust—a trust the other members quickly latched onto.

They knew Jasper wouldn't show respect to someone unworthy, and in that moment, their doubts about Pyris began to melt away.

Jasper on the other hand straightened his posture, he knew Pyris wasn't aware of the former's existence as a brother of his personal maid.

And he wasn't obliged to know her family, so Jasper would rather live that for his sister to share.

Pyris smiled slightly, understanding that this was more than just a formal greeting. Jasper, the head of club activities, was clearly a key figure, and Pyris knew he had to establish a good rapport with him.

Jasper's influence could sway the remaining undecided members, and Pyris needed to unite the club if they were to move forward from Alexander's reign.

The vote for Alexander's dismissal had concluded, and the general members, one by one, had cast their votes, each in favor of his immediate removal. It was unanimous—Alexander Eloise was overthrown.

The room seemed to breathe a collective sigh of relief, though it was still thick with the aftermath of such a sudden change.

But now, with the fall of the president, the real question hung in the air, looming over everyone: who would take his place?