On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 119

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The Organization Collapsed on My First Day of Infiltration Episode 119

 

 

Before the Second Semester (3)

 

 

It was as expected.

 

“Hahaha! Teacher Ziel! I’m back!”

 

Whoosh!

 

A bear came charging with his whole body—

 

Swish.

 

Ziel dodged.

 

“Kuk, as expected! You’re fast!”

“I felt my life was threatened, Student Quantus Hopel.”

 

Quantus naturally dusted himself off and got up.

 

“Your body has gotten bigger.”

“Hehe. I ate a lot and trained a lot during vacation!”

“Your reflexes have gotten duller. Work on them again.”

“Yes, Teacher!”

 

Gilbert was dumbfounded by this amazing spectacle.

 

‘What is this?’

 

Quantus asked Gilbert.

 

“But who are you?”

“This is the Teaching Assistant who will teach you all with me starting this semester. His name is Gilbert.”

“Ah! You’re the Teaching Assistant! I’m called Quantus Hopel! I’m the most outstanding among the First Years! I even served as ‘leader’ in the first semester Exchange Tournament.”

 

Something like a bear paw approached smoothly.

Gilbert shook hands in bewilderment.

 

‘His build is really enormous.’

 

A height that seemed two heads taller and an incredible upper body.

 

‘He’s fit to be a leader.’

 

Unfortunately, Gilbert, who didn’t know Quantus’s true nature well, ended up misunderstanding him as an excellent and outstanding student.

Moreover, the sword at his waist was quite noticeable.

 

‘It looks quite worn.’

 

Is his family short on money?

Or is it a Family Heirloom?

Seeing that he’s carrying another sword as well, it doesn’t seem to be exactly that.

 

“Teacher, I’m so excited for this semester’s classes too! I developed tremendously last semester thanks to you!”

“Right. I did well. It will be the same this semester.”

“As expected of you, Teacher! Do you know? Everyone was going crazy trying to register for courses!”

“I see.”

“If Ann hadn’t told me, I definitely wouldn’t have been able to take it. Everyone was trying to take only your classes no matter what.”

 

It seemed the students’ trust was considerable.

 

‘As expected of Boss!’

 

“Anyway, we both succeeded!”

“I see.”

“I’m the leader again this time, right?”

“No.”

“Why, why not!”

“There’s no need for a leader in the two classes I’m in charge of this time.”

 

Quantus was disappointed.

However, as if nothing had happened, he had a bright expression again!

 

“Oh, Teacher. I underwent tremendous training during vacation!”

“Did you.”

“Yes! I rolled around the Training Ground with Father over and over, and when ruins were discovered nearby, I went exploring too!”

“Ruins Exploration.”

“Thanks to that, I built up my body for two months like this, developed my Swordsmanship! I came to take your class.”

“Well done. Let’s check how much you’ve developed during class.”

“Yes! Oh right, Teacher. And there’s something I found in the ruins…”

 

It was exactly that worn sword that had caught Gilbert’s attention earlier.

 

“Look at this. Amazing, right?”

“It’s worn.”

“It’s worn but antique, isn’t it.”

“It just looks worn.”

“But I like it!”

 

Quantus never gave up in any case.

Unless Ann said something about it.

 

“But Teacher, this sword won’t come out. It doesn’t seem to be rusted… even my strength can’t do it.”

“If your strength can’t do it, there must be another reason.”

“Exactly! If even my strength can’t do it, surely there must be some tremendously amazing magic cast on it, right? I brought it wondering if you might know, Teacher.”

 

Gilbert took the sword and examined it.

 

“It’s old, but looking inside, there’s no oxidation reaction, Boss.”

“Boss?”

“That’s what you call me.”

“Oh, Boss! I’ll call you that too!”

“You can’t. Call me Teacher, Student Quantus Hopel.”

“Ah, why not!”

“Because you’re not my subordinate.”

“Aha! Then I want to be a subordinate too!”

“No.”

 

If he were a subordinate, Ziel would have to see him often, but even Ziel was a bit afraid of that Body Tackle.

Anyway, Gilbert continued speaking.

 

“It doesn’t seem like it won’t come out because of rust… Ah, there’s a seal here where the scabbard and guard touch each other. These are traces of melting and hardening with mana. Here, this is it.”

“Teaching Assistant, you know this really well?”

 

Gilbert became proud!

 

“You know well, Gilbert.”

“Hehe, I’m glad I could be helpful.”

“Then why is this sword sealed?”

“I don’t really know that either…”

“You don’t know well, Gilbert.”

“…”

 

Gilbert hesitated for a moment before answering.

 

“If we release the seal blocking this gap, it can be opened simply.”

“Is that so. But if it’s sealed, there must be a good reason for it.”

“Usually… it’s just to prevent other people from using the sword anymore, or because it’s a magic sword, reasons like that…”

“Magic sword!”

 

Quantus’s eyes sparkled.

Ziel immediately had something to say.

 

“Your heart rate is rapidly increasing, Student Quantus Hopel.”

“But Teacher, it’s a magic sword!”

“That’s just a possibility. Nothing is confirmed.”

 

Ziel took the sword and examined it.

It was firmly sealed, so he couldn’t sense anything.

 

‘I’m curious.’

 

Ziel examined the sword from various angles and asked Gilbert.

 

“How do you release the seal?”

“You need to take it to an expert. This type of seal requires finding the circuit hidden inside.”

“A circuit. Similar to a safe.”

 

As soon as he finished speaking, Ziel briefly drew up his mana.

And shortly after.

 

Click.

 

“I, I opened it.”

“Teacher is indeed…”

 

The scabbard and guard separated from each other and the sword was drawn out—

 

“Boss!”

 

Gilbert shouted urgently.

Purple smoke burst out along with the sword blade!

 

‘Student protection is the top priority.’

 

Ziel’s words came to mind instantly.

It was something he had said just yesterday.

If any situation arises, always prioritize student protection above all else.

 

“Get down, Student Quantus!”

 

Before the smoke could spread in an instant, Gilbert rushed at Quantus and knocked him down—

 

‘Boss!’

 

Gilbert covered and pressed down on Quantus with worry.

 

“Teacher!”

 

Amid Quantus’s loud scream, Ziel was momentarily enveloped in the purple smoke.

And after the smoke cleared.

 

“B, Boss? Are you alright?”

 

Gilbert quickly got up.

Ziel hadn’t collapsed or anything at least.

He was standing.

 

“Boss…?”

 

Ziel, who had been looking at the drawn sword, turned his head.

 

“What’s wrong?”

“Ah, um, are, are you alright?”

“I’m fine. It wasn’t threatening so I didn’t dodge.”

“Ah…”

 

What a relief.

This feeling of my heart sinking!

 

“Gilbert, your heart rate went up quite a bit too.”

“Of course I was worried! That’s natural!”

“I see. It was something to worry about.”

“Purple smoke suddenly coming out of a sword isn’t exactly a normal situation!”

 

But how does he even know my heart rate went up?

 

“But this…”

 

Gilbert was shocked when he checked where the purple smoke had spread earlier.

It was the flower bed.

The flowers and grass had withered completely.

 

‘Is it some kind of curse that drains life force?’

 

I never expected that to come out of the sword.

So someone sealed this sword to harm whoever discovered it in the ruins and pulled it out?

 

‘But Boss is perfectly fine.’

 

It was very fortunate, but also very surprising.

 

“Are you really okay, Boss? The grass and flowers in the flower bed here…”

“I’m fine. There’s nothing wrong with my body.”

 

The breathing technique was working well, and I wasn’t dizzy or injured.

Ziel was truly fine.

Even Ziel was a little surprised.

 

‘There must be a reason why I didn’t feel it was threatening in the first place.’

 

Even without deliberately activating the Polar Night Breathing Technique, Ziel’s five senses were extremely sharp.

Those senses combined to detect threats, and the smoke that flowed out when drawing the sword wasn’t particularly threatening.

That’s why he didn’t avoid it.

But looking at the flower bed, the grass and flowers touched by the smoke had withered.

 

‘Even if poison was injected, it would still take effect initially.’

 

Ziel had used countless poisons, and had also received injections during training to build resistance.

Just because resistance increased didn’t mean the effects wouldn’t work at all.

It just made detoxification faster.

In that sense-

 

‘This isn’t poison.’

 

Then is it a curse?

But why didn’t it work?

Any changes in my body…

 

“Ah.”

 

Ziel remembered something.

 

“Boss, is there something wrong with your body…!”

“That’s not it.”

 

The Necromancer King’s Heart!

Just a few days ago, I purified the corrupted mana contained in the Necromancer King’s Heart.

And I did it directly with my body!

Corruption is also said to be a kind of curse.

Then…

 

‘Did I develop resistance to this?’

 

During the process of directly purifying corrupted mana with my body?

 

‘That’s highly likely.’

 

It was an unexpected benefit.

600 years ago.

Who would have thought such an advantage would come from purifying the mana of the Necromancer King who terrorized the continent.

Of course-

 

‘This means I can still become stronger with the Polar Night Breathing Technique.’

 

It was also thanks to the Polar Night Breathing Technique that only Ziel had mastered.

Meanwhile, Gilbert, who had no way of knowing this fact, was restless and asked again.

 

“You’re really okay, Boss?”

“Yes.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“No, just in case, let’s go to the medical ward…”

“I’m fine.”

 

Ziel dismissed Gilbert’s concerns and looked at Quantus.

Something that had been temporarily forgotten during the commotion.

 

“Student Quantus Hopel. Are you okay?”

 

Ziel was the one who took the direct hit from the smoke, but Quantus ended up getting hurt instead.

His elbow got scraped when Gilbert tackled him.

 

“This much will heal if I put some spit on it!”

“Putting spit on it increases the chance of infection. Go to the medical ward and get proper treatment.”

“I’m fine…”

“If you’re stubborn, I’ll call Student Ann Peshwa.”

“I’ll go right away.”

 

Quantus suddenly felt like he had made a mistake.

 

“Um, but Teacher. I’m sorry.”

“No.”

“I really didn’t know it would be like this…”

“You didn’t know, and everyone here didn’t know either. There’s no need to apologize for something you didn’t know about.”

“Yes.”

“Go get treated.”

“But…”

 

Quantus couldn’t leave his spot.

Ziel thought for a moment and realized why Quantus was acting this way.

 

“You don’t need to say sorry anymore.”

 

Reassuring the student!

That was exactly a teacher’s duty and what he should rightfully do…

 

“That… the sword is mine.”

“Ah.”

 

Ziel returned the sword.

Quantus took the old sword with all its teeth missing and headed back.

From behind, Quantus’s shoulders could be seen constantly shaking.

 

‘Is he excited?’

 

Gilbert muttered while watching the retreating figure.

 

“There seem to be many unique students, Boss.”

“Mm.”

 

What was ‘uniqueness’?

Ziel thought he should go to the library again.

 

“Oh, Boss. I went to the auditorium earlier and it looks like the magic dolls are arriving one by one.”

“They were supposed to deliver them by today. I should go check right away.”

“Yes, as you mentioned before, you said you’d set up each doll according to individual student data, right?”

“Right.”

 

50 magic dolls.

Of those, 40 would become training partners tailored to each student’s individual level.

The remaining 10 were spares.

 

‘He looked so stern. Who would have thought such a person would have that kind of hobby.’

 

To think he’d be interested in doll play, something kids, especially girls usually do.

Like a true Arcane School professor, even putting dresses on those expensive magic dolls!

 

‘Well, thanks to that… we’ve introduced an unimaginable training method.’

 

In reality, magic dolls were so expensive that their ‘efficiency’ was poor.

Not only the initial cost, but also the specialists needed to set them up and repair costs.

Because of this, other professors at Sword School only used them very limitedly, or only during exchange tournaments where the entire department participated…

But Ziel had borrowed a full 50 of them!

 

‘As expected of the Boss. Next time, will you recruit mages from Arcane School too?’

 

The organization’s bright future was taking shape.

 

‘Wait. But the organization’s name is still… not decided?’

 

It seemed like he hadn’t told him the most important thing yet.

Just as Gilbert was getting curious and about to ask.

 

“Someone’s coming again.”

“Pardon?”

“This time I should avoid the area entirely.”

“Pardon? Who’s coming?”

“A student who will keep following if left alone.”

 

At Ziel’s words, Gilbert followed him out without understanding.

And shortly after.

 

“Damn, they said he was definitely around here somewhere…”

 

Vacation.

Celia appeared, desperate after not seeing Teacher Ziel for 2 months.

While spraying perfume scent.

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