On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 108

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The Organization Collapsed on My First Day of Infiltration Episode 108

 

 

Dagger of the Polar Night (1)

 

 

After securing Erso’s disguised identity, Ziel returned to the dormitory.

 

“Ah! Senior. You’ve arrived!”

 

As soon as Ziel arrived at the first floor of the faculty dormitory, Erso rushed out and greeted him respectfully.

 

“Why are you greeting me so formally?”

“Well, you’re the senior I’ll be serving from now on!”

“I see. Understood.”

“Should I call you Boss while we’re at it?”

 

Ziel recalled what he had read in books.

Boss was also a word that meant superior.

 

‘Instructor and teaching assistant. I am indeed the superior.’

 

“Alright. Call me that.”

“Understood, Boss!”

 

Of course, the Boss that Erso mentioned wasn’t that kind of meaning.

 

“Oh, the student analysis you mentioned is also finished.”

“Is that so.”

“You had organized it incredibly well. I didn’t know you had organized each student in such detail. It’s several times more detailed and perfect than the target analysis materials I used to see in the organization. As expected of Boss!”

 

Erso was sincere, not flattering.

Ziel’s document preparation ability was beyond anyone’s reach.

Not only the quantity, but the summary, organization, and analysis were absolutely perfect.

 

“Looking at it, there are several students who stand out. First, there are the students who participated in the exchange tournament, and from last semester’s practicum, Maris and Kus’s growth rate was notable. Both are worth paying attention to.”

“You observed well. Both have good growth rates.”

“As expected! It’s thanks to Boss’s data analysis!”

 

Erso was filled with dreams.

 

‘What kind of organization does Senior, no, Boss dream of?’

 

“Boss, I think the era is changing.”

“The era?”

“We need to plan differently than before. Boss’s method is correct.”

“Is that so.”

 

The era of assassins and crows was coming to an end.

The fall of Black Sky!

That was the signal flare.

They wouldn’t disappear completely, but they wouldn’t have the same status as before.

 

‘Then… at least on the surface, we can’t advocate for assassination groups and crows!’

 

Those who appear to have no problems on the surface gather to form an organization.

That would be the future.

And he would become one pillar of that future!

Erso was completely misunderstanding, but Ziel thought he was talking about educational methods and nodded.

 

“If it’s an efficient method, feel free to try and give opinions as long as it doesn’t deviate from orthodox approaches.”

“Understood, Boss!”

 

Ziel then presented what he had prepared.

 

“It’s an identity certificate.”

“Ah! Finally!”

“From now on, your name is Gilbert.”

“It’s an ordinary name. Very good.”

 

The Valdrain Empire doesn’t particularly manage the births of commoners.

However, Edelwein Academy only hires those with clear identities as staff.

While nobles have clear identities, commoners often don’t.

So Ziel had simply bought a commoner’s identity.

 

“In reality, he’s someone who died in the Eastern Conflict. He was processed as missing, and there are no particular special circumstances.”

“It’s a solid identity. Thank you, Boss.”

“Tomorrow I’ll speak to Department Head Berhal Abue and register you as faculty staff.”

“Yes, Boss. Now it’s the beginning!”

“It starts after the human skin mask is ready. Until then, don’t leave the dormitory.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

 

The beginning of full-fledged teaching assistant activities!

Erso’s, no, Gilbert’s heart was pounding.

 

‘From now on, I am Gilbert.’

 

“With a new name and new heart, I will pledge my loyalty to Boss.”

 

In fact, there was no other answer besides that path now.

Thanks to Ziel, he had caught his breath from the organization’s pursuit, but he had lost all his foundation.

At most, he had a few of Dikelen’s silver coins.

Even with that, starting a new life wouldn’t be difficult, but living like he was dead wasn’t Erso’s dream.

The new dream that Boss had planted!

 

‘Now I too will soar!’

 

Just when he was filled with dreams, Ziel delivered some welcome news.

 

“And I also looked into the inventory you requested. Eve Collection has one single bed left in stock.”

“Oh! Thank you. I’ll go buy one as soon as the Human Skin Mask comes out.”

“It seemed like a place that sells expensive items.”

“Don’t you know? Mortis Boutique is an incredibly famous place. It’s amazing. Absolutely incredible.”

 

Gilbert didn’t hide his fandom.

A place filled with luxury collections that anyone with money would inevitably dream of!

 

“I learned about it for the first time today. It was different from the shops I knew.”

“It’s definitely different. Boss, was that your first time visiting such a boutique?”

“Yes, it was my first time. There were many employees, they gave personal guidance and showed me items. They showed me the New Collection and the Origin Masterpiece Collection.”

“…What?”

 

Gilbert doubted his eyes.

What did they show him?

 

“Wh-what collection?”

“They said it was the New Collection and the Origin Masterpiece Collection.”

 

The new one was understandable.

But the Origin Masterpiece was…

 

“Th-that one?”

“Yes. Is there a problem?”

“Didn’t you say it was your first time visiting?”

“That’s right.”

“But why would they show that to you, Boss?”

“I don’t know.”

“…”

 

The Boss wouldn’t lie.

And he even mentioned the collection names accurately.

 

‘That’s not a collection they show to just anyone or that anyone can take out and display!’

 

Origin Masterpiece!

The very collection that any Mortis fan would want to see at least once!

Forget about seeing it, there were very few employees who could even take it out to show.

The assistant manager.

Or unless it was Mortis himself-

 

“Um, Boss. Who was the employee that guided you?”

“I don’t know. They didn’t mention their name.”

“Did they happen to have a mustache?”

“Yes.”

“…”

 

Gilbert was stunned.

 

“Boss… you met Lord Mortis. The owner of Mortis Boutique and the Empire’s greatest designer!”

 

It was an excited outburst mixed with envy, but Ziel’s reaction was as calm as ever.

 

“So that’s who he was.”

“That’s incredible! I’ve heard that he occasionally comes out to the boutique to serve guests!”

“Why is it incredible?”

“Because it’s very rare, and showing you the Origin Masterpiece Collection makes it even rarer!”

“Is that so. It would have been better if you had gone instead of me, Gilbert.”

 

How could he say that!

 

“I’m really envious… Boss. D-did you happen to buy anything?”

“I didn’t buy anything.”

“Why not!”

“It wasn’t as appealing as the explanation made it sound.”

“Just buying and selling that would bring several times the profit!”

“That’s somewhat regrettable.”

“No, more than that, just buying and wearing something from the Origin Masterpiece Collection would be an incredible honor…”

“I’ll buy something next time I have a chance to go.”

“Absolutely. You must!”

 

Gilbert screamed internally.

 

‘I should have been the one to go…’

 

No, wait.

 

‘I can’t go anymore, can I?’

 

Gilbert’s legs gave out.

Disguised identity!

He was no longer Crow Erso from a noble house’s third son, but had become Gilbert, a commoner who went missing in the Eastern conflict.

Which meant-

 

‘I can’t even buy a bed!’

 

There was no way to go to Mortis Boutique.

Well, there was a way.

He could go with a referral.

But having a referral didn’t guarantee entry.

If the target was a commoner, they used an extremely strict sales method that evaluated social reputation, status, and wealth within the Empire!

 

‘Damn Organization!’

 

And his anger toward The Organization surged.

Because of them, he could no longer visit the boutique.

He would definitely get revenge someday!

 

“…The bed is fine.”

“Is that so. I understand.”

“I’ll get my revenge and then buy it. With their money!”

 

Trembling hands shaking uncontrollably.

Gilbert asked Ziel, partly to calm himself down.

 

“By the way, Boss. I heard there’s something I need to do once we get the Human Skin Mask.”

“That’s right. We need to find the ‘Robson Family’ that rules District 40 and Below.”

“Huh? If it’s the Robson Gang, you’d run into them anywhere in District 40 and Below. They’re everywhere, even in the alleys.”

“We’re going to find King Robson.”

“King… Robson.”

 

King Robson.

The head of the Robson Family.

A man for whom the prefix ‘King’ was by no means excessive.

He was also the man who ruled District 40 and Below, which boasted the largest population.

 

“You’re looking for a dangerous guy.”

“I heard there’s a black market that opens once a month. The location changes every time, and they sell different items too. King Robson has information about it, so I’m looking for him.”

 

Gilbert had also heard about that black market before.

 

“That’s a place I’ve tried to visit several times but failed. I heard it’s a very secretive place.”

“Right. There’s something I need to find there.”

 

Ziel had previously obtained Black Sky’s Warehouse Key from the black market he had searched to get Belberg Wings.

 

‘Is he looking for something else?’

 

What Ziel was looking for were items that had leaked out when Black Sky collapsed.

There were two purposes for retrieving them.

Eliminating traces of The Organization.

And-

 

‘It’ll be helpful in the future.’

 

For his own use.

Of course, Gilbert, who didn’t know this, just nodded for now.

 

“Understood. However, finding King Robson won’t be easy.”

“Why not?”

“Because the Robson Family’s loyalty is incredible.”

“Is that so.”

“They absolutely won’t open their mouths.”

 

Ziel answered calmly to those words.

 

“So far, everyone has opened their mouth.”

“…!”

 

A chill ran down his spine.

Right.

 

‘He’s the Boss.’

 

It was something he could say because he was the Boss.

 

“We’ll move as soon as the Human Skin Mask arrives.”

“Yes! I’ll complete my first mission perfectly!”

 

And a few days later.

The Human Skin Mask finally arrived.

A total of 2.

One for Academy Teaching Assistant activities and general use

The other for mission execution.

Today, he planned to wear the latter and go outside.

 

“Both fit perfectly, Senior.”

 

A perfect fit.

It was different from any Human Skin Mask he had experienced before.

 

“I think I could wear it for several days without any discomfort.”

 

As expected of Boss!

 

“Then let’s depart right away.”

 

Finally, his first mission.

Finding King Robson and extracting information.

It was somewhat dangerous, but what problem could there be when he was with Boss.

 

“Understood. Oh, before that, an express delivery person came for you earlier, Senior. He waited for quite a while before leaving.”

“I met him on the way in. It was sent from Mortis Boutique.”

“Ah. Mortis Boutique… Huh? From there?”

“Yes.”

“Did you open it?”

“No. I didn’t open it. It’s in my room now.”

“You should open it!”

“The mission comes first. Let’s move right away.”

 

It must be rare for Mortis Boutique to send packages!

But since Boss said to go, there was nothing he could do.

 

“You’ll definitely open it when we return, right?”

“Fine.”

“Definitely!”

“Yes.”

 

Ziel finally left the Academy with Gilbert, who still felt regretful.

 

“Let’s go to District 45 first. The Robson Gang is quite visible from there. District 45 is mostly inhabited by the poor.”

 

Ziel was also wearing a human skin mask to change his face and dressed in ordinary clothes.

It didn’t seem like anything would particularly stand out.

However, Ziel’s dagger was noticeable.

 

“Boss, what is that?”

“It’s the Polar Night Dagger.”

“Pardon?”

“Do you know Aznil?”

“I know him. Of course I do. He’s a mysterious figure, isn’t he?”

“This is something he made.”

“Ah. Does it have some special power?”

 

Ziel shook his head.

 

“I don’t know. But I’m about to find out.”

 

Another person came to mind again.

Gunter!

 

‘I didn’t have a chance to examine it because of that guy.’

 

He had no time to look at it properly while being tormented by chatter all the way to the capital.

In fact, he had instinctively hidden it, thinking that the moment he showed it, even this would become material for chatter.

 

“It’s quite unique. The pattern engraved on the blade is remarkably… intricate.”

 

This was actually the first time Ziel was seeing it too.

The Kundel Family had originally delivered it packaged in a box.

 

“Is that so.”

 

It looked that way to Ziel’s eyes as well.

However, it wasn’t what he had expected.

The Polar Night Breathing Technique.

The Polar Night Dagger.

Both had the same creator.

So he thought there would be some commonality.

 

‘I can’t tell right away, can I.’

 

As Ziel was handling the dagger this way and that, he suddenly discovered one curious thing.

 

“The blade hasn’t dulled.”

“Oh, you’re right.”

“It hasn’t rusted either.”

 

What kind of material could it be?

 

“Maybe it has preservation magic cast on it?”

“That’s possible, but I don’t sense any traces of mana.”

“…You can tell that too?”

“It’s possible with training.”

 

As expected of the Boss!

To be able to tell just by touching it.

 

“Please teach me that later too, Boss.”

“Alright.”

 

Ziel fastened the dagger to his waist for now.

 

“Let’s move to District 45.”

 

As the two moved to District 45, they definitely encountered a different scene.

The scenery gradually changing from District 40.

Beggars began appearing one by one, and the cleanliness of the streets dropped significantly.

Moreover, as time passed during their movement and darkness began to fall, it created quite an ominous atmosphere.

Before entering District 45.

When the lights illuminating the streets began to turn on one by one.

Gilbert handed over a belt.

 

“Wear this around your waist.”

“It’s a belt.”

“The key is to wear it so it’s barely visible. You need to draw attention.”

 

Draw attention.

He was saying to deliberately attract it.

 

“The guys here can spot anything that looks even slightly expensive like ghosts.”

“You’re luring them. I understand.”

 

Ziel also took the belt and fastened it.

 

“What’s next?”

“Now we go into the alley.”

“Then they’ll come looking for us?”

“They’re probably already watching.”

 

As Gilbert said, Ziel had been feeling gazes following them ever since entering District 45.

And after putting on the belt, several more gazes had been added.

 

‘The Robson Family.’

 

And sure enough.

As they entered the alley, a group naturally surrounded the front and back of the alley.

The dirty light of worn lanterns illuminated Ziel and Gilbert.

 

‘Ten people in total.’

 

A number that could be grasped immediately without even needing to count.

This wasn’t the skill of someone who had only done this once or twice.

Of course, the two weren’t flustered.

 

“You saw that, right?”

“You were right.”

“Please praise me, Boss.”

“Well done.”

 

The Robson Family showed a reaction of disbelief at the sight of the two.

 

“What the hell are these bastards?”

“I thought some customers had come by after a long time… are they crazy?”

 

Gilbert grinned when he heard those words.

 

“I’ll handle this, Boss.”

“Alright.”

 

It wouldn’t be bad to leave it to him.

There’s no way these guys could handle him anyway.

 

‘Good. Let me show off in front of Boss.’

 

Though he had suffered in various ways, Gilbert was a former Grade 1 Crow.

He was absolutely not at a level that thugs wandering the back alleys of District 45 could handle.

 

‘I’ll finish this within 10 seconds. One guy per second. Clean.’

 

Meanwhile.

Ziel was naturally drawing up the Polar Night Breathing Technique in preparation for any possible situation.

But then-

 

Whoosh!

 

“Huh?”

“Wh-what!”

 

Suddenly darkness fell on all sides, and in an instant, pitch-black darkness descended, blocking their vision.

That’s how it appeared.

At least to the eyes of everyone except Ziel.

Only Ziel saw it.

 

‘A dagger?’

 

Two old lanterns.

The light that had been dimly illuminating the alley was instantly sucked into the dagger that was in the scabbard-

 

‘The pattern is glowing.’

 

Part of the pattern was emitting a faint light.

 

‘Did it absorb the surrounding light?’

 

In that fleeting moment, Ziel’s mind raced quickly.

He had just used the Polar Night Breathing Technique.

At that moment, the light disappeared, no, it was sucked into the Polar Night Dagger.

Looking at just the immediate circumstances, there was no way to explain this darkness other than the Polar Night Dagger.

 

‘They said it was a dagger whose purpose had never been discovered until now.’

 

Even the Kundel Family had asked several times when giving it to him.

Didn’t he need anything else?

Was he really okay with an item that wouldn’t actually be helpful?

 

‘As expected, there was something to it.’

 

The same creator.

And like the breathing technique, the word ‘Polar Night’ attached to the front.

The ability to absorb light.

Truly…

It was a perfectly fitting name.

 

‘The darkness is very thick.’

 

It seemed to absorb even the tiniest bit of light completely, creating darkness where you couldn’t see an inch ahead.

That was the case for everyone except Ziel.

 

‘Then how do I release the light?’

 

He didn’t know.

For now, let’s move.

 

“Don’t move and stay still.”

 

A word from Boss reached Gilbert’s ears, who had gotten excited about stepping forward but ended up flustered.

And soon-

 

“Kyaaaah!”

“Krak!”

 

Screams began to rise from within the darkness.

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