On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 120

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The Organization Collapsed on My First Day of Infiltration Episode 120

 

 

But Why Am I the Boss?

 

 

When I arrived at the auditorium, all the Magic Dolls had already been delivered.

Surprisingly, the person who had personally brought the Magic Dolls was none other than the first-year supervisor, Professor Emeric Kent.

 

“Professor Emeric.”

“Teacher Ziel!”

 

Emeric seemed strangely delighted to see me.

He rushed over and immediately asked.

 

“How on earth did you manage this?”

“What do you mean?”

“These Magic Dolls! I thought Professor Titus would never lend them out! Wow, you’re truly amazing. I was nervous when he suddenly called for me, but then he told me to prepare 50 Magic Dolls and magical tools! So I…”

 

Emeric continued talking without pause, clearly amazed.

From Emeric’s perspective, this was an unbelievable situation.

 

‘I mean, even if they’re on good terms, Magic Dolls aren’t something you can easily lend out.’

 

In any case, it was incredible!

Thanks to this, the atmosphere inside Arcane School had become rather strange.

 

“There are even rumors going around that Professor Titus has suddenly gone mad, you know?”

 

Besides such talk, there were others who had different thoughts.

Some wondered if Sword School had some weakness exposed.

That was actually the case.

They just didn’t know what kind of weakness it was.

 

“Anyway, it’s caused quite an uproar internally. Thanks to Professor Titus, or rather… ultimately thanks to Teacher Ziel.”

“I see.”

 

Ziel nodded without much interest.

Whatever was happening inside Arcane School, Ziel had only one concern.

The rental of Magic Dolls for the students’ classes.

Since they had been brought as promised, he had no interest in whatever internal affairs were unfolding at Arcane School.

Ziel interjected at an appropriate moment.

 

“All 50 are here. Are we setting them up right away?”

“Ah, yes. I came to do it myself. My specialized field was actually Magic Doll research and development. That’s why I immediately accepted when you proposed those conditions back then.”

 

Gilbert was a bit surprised to hear that his specialized field was Magic Dolls.

 

“Isn’t that an unpopular field?”

“Haha. That’s why I couldn’t get into the Magic Tower and started at the Academy instead.”

“Oh my, I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine. I’m fortunate to be here at least. The other professors all came from somewhere else, but I started as a Teaching Assistant, and well, I’m satisfied. Though I’ve been getting some disapproval lately.”

 

Though there was a sense of melancholy in his last words, Emeric was quite enthusiastic.

 

“I’ve already completed all the basic settings. You can refer to this manual for how to operate the Magic Dolls, and you’ll need to keep replacing the Magic Stones here. The Magic Stones will probably consume quite a lot, but regarding maintenance costs…”

“Department Head Berhal Abue has given permission to purchase and use as much as needed.”

“Ah. Then there shouldn’t be any problems. For emergency shutdowns, use this for batch processing, and if you need individual emergency shutdowns, press this here.”

 

The operation methods for Magic Dolls were quite diverse, but in other words, very complex.

 

“It would be good to read through this manual you’re looking at carefully. You’ll probably read it until it’s worn to shreds…”

“I’ve finished reading it.”

“Right. But you need to read it several times…”

“Once is enough.”

 

With those words, Ziel handed the manual to Gilbert.

Gilbert looked dazed as soon as he saw the manual.

 

“The black parts are letters and the white parts are paper.”

“That’s right. Usually… that’s the typical reaction.”

 

If it were another mage, it might be different.

For an ordinary person to understand all that complex structure after reading the manual once was nearly impossible.

It was impossible, but…

 

“Let me try once.”

 

Ziel stood in front of the sample Magic Doll and skillfully activated the switch and connected the Magic Stone circuits.

 

“…!”

 

Emeric was shocked.

 

“H-have you done this before?”

“No.”

“But how…”

“I followed what was written in the manual. It didn’t seem to require magical knowledge.”

 

That was true.

Strictly speaking, it was physical manipulation.

However, connecting circuits to Magic Stones required quite delicate work. Even a slight wrong connection could cause mana sparks to fly, or the entire circuit could burn out—

 

“It seems to be connected.”

 

Click.

 

When Ziel activated the Magic Stone, the Magic Doll slowly raised its head.

It was operational.

And perfectly so.

 

“…What kind of person is Teacher Ziel?”

“He’s a Liberal Arts Instructor at Edelwein Academy Sword School.”

“Ah.”

 

That’s not what I was asking though…

 

‘For a Liberal Arts Instructor, this doesn’t make any sense…’

 

“How do you do the settings?”

“Ah, for the settings we need to reopen the circuit. Please stop the operation for a moment.”

“Yes.”

 

After saying that, I realized my mistake.

Stopping the operation is more difficult and important work than starting it.

 

‘Instead of just turning it off, you need to confirm the shutdown of each part…’

 

But despite my worries, Ziel completed the complex shutdown procedure without any problems and removed the Magic Stone.

 

“You’re amazing…Teacher Ziel.”

“I just followed what was written in the manual.”

“That’s exactly what makes it amazing…”

 

Gilbert, who was standing nearby, didn’t really know what was going on but praised Ziel anyway.

 

“As expected of Boss! You handle even complex tasks with ease!”

“That’s right. Boss… no, Teacher Ziel, what exactly do you do…”

 

Emeric suspected that Ziel might be a Mage.

Wasn’t that right?

For someone without magical knowledge to handle a Magic Doll immediately after looking at that manual.

 

“I memorized the manual.”

 

I mean, memorizing is one thing, but understanding it is even more difficult.

 

‘Could he really be a Mage? Maybe he’s disguised and infiltrated the Sword School…’

 

Ziel asked.

 

“Now please set up the individual settings.”

“Ah, yes. I received the materials you sent in advance. I adjusted the levels to match each student’s individual level. The output goes up to 10 total. Considering they’re First Years, I set the basic setting to 3.”

 

The Magic Doll’s output.

The higher the output, the more possible movements increase and the strength becomes stronger too.

Since it has no consciousness, improvisation beyond predetermined swordsmanship or Physical Movements is impossible, but as shown in the Exchange Tournament, high-output Magic Dolls are threatening enough!

 

“Looking at the manual, it says that from output 8 onwards it’s Grand Knight level.”

“That’s right. It’s quite dangerous. You always have to consider the possibility of it going berserk too.”

“Then please set it to 8.”

“Yes, then I’ll set it to 8… Excuse me?”

“Please set it to 8.”

“Why?”

“7 is too low and 9 is too high.”

“But, but really?”

“Yes.”

 

This time Gilbert was also shocked.

 

“Boss, aren’t they First Years?”

“Right. 40 First Year Students.”

“But why set it to 8, which is Grand Knight level…”

“I told you. 7 is too low and 9 is too high. It’s a setting that considers their level.”

 

If you’re considering their level, it should be 3, or maybe 4, not 8!

Gilbert doesn’t know the details, but he’s not completely ignorant about Magic Dolls either.

 

‘If it’s a Grand Knight level Magic Doll, they won’t be able to withstand even a few exchanges, right?’

 

Maybe he’s trying to instill a sense of frustration in the students?

 

“Um, Boss. If I may say something… this will be dangerous for the students.”

“I know. That’s why I’m doing it.”

“Excuse me?”

 

Ziel pointed to the Practice Sword.

 

“They won’t die anyway.”

“…”

“Practice Swords don’t have blades.”

 

They don’t have blades, but it hurts like hell when you get hit.

Bones could even break.

 

“You have to experience danger to overcome fear and grow.”

 

More likely, the students will give up before that happens.

 

‘I understand what Boss is trying to do, but…’

 

Developing through opponents with higher skills than yourself is natural and expected.

However, if the skill gap is too severe, you’ll become frustrated first instead.

And Ziel went even further.

 

“Once they get used to it, they’ll use their own swords.”

“Not practice ones?”

“Right.”

 

Gilbert carefully suggested.

 

“How about lowering it to 6, no, 5 considering the skill gap?”

“My students have already experienced a level higher than that in the first semester.”

“What? Really?”

 

What was that about?

Could it be that even Department Head Berhal, who was formerly the Imperial Knight Commander, came to teach them directly?

 

“I taught them directly myself.”

“Ah.”

“Not a single student gave up.”

 

Gilbert was convinced.

 

‘Did they say output 10 was the limit? Boss is… not 10, but 20, no, I wonder if it can even be expressed in output levels.’

 

“Please set it to 8, Professor Emeric Kent.”

“Ah, understood. So you’ll maintain it at 8 throughout?”

“At the end of the semester, depending on the situation, I’ll raise it to 9 or 10.”

“…”

 

What kind of classes were the Sword School first years taking exactly?

The Arcane School first years just sat around reading books and occasionally used magic.

 

‘Maybe I should send our first years here…’

 

At least the physical training would be guaranteed.

Students who constantly caught colds and had minor ailments from their first year!

 

“I’ve set it up for now. Would you like to test it?”

“Understood.”

 

Ziel gripped his practice sword and faced the magic doll.

 

“I’ll activate it.”

 

Whirr.

 

The magic stone vibrated and the magic doll raised its head.

 

Shing.

 

The motion of drawing the sword was impeccably clean.

An expressionless face.

 

Swoosh.

 

Even the motion of swinging the sword once through the air.

If not for the characteristically awkward face of a magic doll, one could easily mistake it for the movements of a high-level knight.

 

“I’ll input the command.”

 

After inputting the command code and Emeric stepped back, the magic doll approached Ziel.

And then a surprise attack without hesitation!

 

‘Crazy.’

 

Gilbert gasped.

The series of movements swinging the sword in attack were perfectly clean.

There was no sign of the hesitation, wavering, or slight openings you’d expect to see from a person.

Output 8 was at that level?

 

‘No matter how excellent the first years are… they’d be broken in one exchange, wouldn’t they?’

 

But what was even more surprising was Ziel.

 

Clang!

 

He lightly deflected that clean attack.

Being a magic doll, it naturally didn’t panic and rushed in again—

 

Clang, clang! Ching!

 

Ziel deflected the attacks incredibly lightly with a face even more expressionless than the magic doll.

Gilbert could see it.

 

‘To think such efficient movement exists.’

 

Ziel hadn’t moved a single step right now.

Standing in place, using only his upper body to deflect and dodge attacks.

His breathing wasn’t even disturbed in the slightest.

 

“Did I set the output wrong?”

 

Emeric, who was standing beside them, was even tilting his head in confusion.

Thinking this was his chance, Gilbert whispered.

 

“Our Boss is amazing, isn’t he?”

“He, he really is… That level of skill isn’t normal, is it?”

“Absolutely not. I mean, who could compete with him? There’s no one who could beat our Boss.”

“Huh…”

 

Output 8.

Truly Grand Knight level.

Even among Grand Knights, there were clear differences, and while magic dolls had no irregularity in their attacks…

Even to Emeric, who was a mage, Ziel’s skill far exceeded an extraordinary level.

 

“Why is someone like that… working as a Liberal Arts Instructor?”

 

The question that always arose felt particularly intense today.

Gilbert hastily made an excuse on his behalf.

 

“Our boss likes teaching students.”

“Ah.”

“Teaching is his true calling. The boss, I mean.”

“I see….”

 

A true teacher!

No wonder.

Everything he showed during the practical training was for the students’ sake.

And when I think about it-

 

‘Come to think of it, he had no reason to help us at all.’

 

From Sword School’s perspective, Arcane School was honestly an existence they wouldn’t want to help.

Though he did set conditions, Ziel really supported us generously.

I never expected he’d make us hunt and eat the meat we caught ourselves, but that was because they were short on food supplies too.

 

‘Truly admirable, really.’

 

I even felt embarrassed all of a sudden!

Everyone has their reasons, and some people have no choice but to take the path of becoming an academy professor….

But still, if you’re going to take on the job of teaching students, you should naturally be like that.

Thanks to him, my passion seemed to be reviving.

 

“I’m learning a lot today.”

“Our boss does give a lot of teachings, haha.”

“But why do you call him boss?”

“Because he’s our superior.”

“Ah.”

 

Boss.

It’s a strangely fitting title.

On one hand, I also recalled Professor Titus’s message.

 

‘I’m sorry, Professor. I absolutely can’t do that.’

 

That’s right.

Professor Titus, afraid of being blackmailed again, had ordered Emeric to tamper with the magic doll.

 

‘Who would dare play tricks after seeing that….’

 

Clang, claaang!

 

Ziel still hadn’t moved a single step, receiving all of the magic doll’s attacks.

Actually, what I saw during the practical training was already enough.

To dare tamper with the magic doll and interfere?

If the students got hurt by any chance….

 

‘I’d get hurt too.’

 

Just as I thought that.

 

Claaang!

 

Ziel struck away the magic doll’s sword with a different force than before, as if that was enough-

 

“As expected, Boss!”

 

He disappeared from view for a moment, then reappeared behind the magic doll and stopped its operation.

In that brief moment, he had perfectly followed the sequence to shut it down!

 

“P-please tell me how.”

“I just did it. It wasn’t difficult.”

 

Ziel handed the magic stone to Emeric.

 

“…Only you would find it easy, Teacher?”

 

There are three shutdown methods in total.

Emergency shutdown in case of emergency.

Standard shutdown.

And remote shutdown like now, performed when commands are already input.

Naturally, the last method is the most convenient.

Who would approach while the magic doll is attacking to sequentially disconnect circuits and remove the magic stone?

 

‘If you have other intentions, you might not just get hurt but die.’

 

“Professor Emeric Kent.”

“Ah, yes. Teacher Ziel.”

“We need to readjust the output. Please set everything to 9.”

“Pardon?”

 

Gilbert quickly asked as if he understood.

 

“Ah, so you mean to set only students like Delev or Celia to 9?”

“No. Didn’t I just say? Readjust everything to 9.”

 

Gilbert was momentarily speechless.

In the meantime, Emeric asked.

 

“Still, 9 is too strong, Teacher Ziel.”

“After experiencing 8, I think the students will adapt quickly.”

“Pardon…?”

“If we base it on actual people, an average Grand Knight would be too much for the students, but if it’s a magic doll, they can handle it sufficiently.”

 

Since magic dolls aren’t people, it wasn’t wrong, but even so….

 

“Still, output 9 is too much….”

“The students and I will handle that. And Gilbert.”

 

Ziel turned his head toward Gilbert and threw out a comment.

 

“Making that possible is the teacher’s role.”

“The teacher’s role…!”

 

Gilbert nodded as if he had realized something.

 

“Understood, I will carry out Boss’s will properly.”

“Good.”

 

Ziel suddenly looked toward the auditorium door.

 

“I can prove it just in time.”

“What do you mean…?”

 

As soon as he finished speaking, the auditorium door opened.

 

“Teacher Ziel!”

 

It was Celia who had finally found Ziel.

 

“I finally found you!”

“Student Celia Rihart.”

“Do you know how long I’ve been looking for you!”

“Why were you looking for me.”

“Well, I wanted to show you the results of my training during the break!”

 

Actually, what Ziel said about being able to prove it wasn’t referring to Celia.

 

“Teacher Ziel Steelheart?”

 

Just then, one person entered the auditorium.

It was the Academy Package Deliveryman he had met before when receiving mail at Mortis Boutique.

He had remembered that scent.

 

“A total of 10 carts have arrived for you, Teacher.”

“Yes. That’s correct.”

 

Today, finally—

 

“B-Boss. 10 carts? What did you buy…?”

 

The students’ armor made from Ruinbark shells had arrived.

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