On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 131

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The Organization Collapsed on My First Day of Infiltration Episode 131

 

 

Thank You, Teacher Ziel

 

 

Emerick was amazed once again today.

 

“No way, you got 30 of these Vision Flow devices…”

“I asked to borrow them.”

“And he just lent them to you right away? Professor Titus did?”

“Yes.”

“…Teacher Ziel, by any chance, are you some kind of Secret Arts User who can bewitch people just by making eye contact?”

 

Secret Arts User!

Gilbert flinched at those words.

 

‘So Boss really was a Secret Arts User after all?’

 

“No. I just asked to borrow them.”

“How on earth did you… haha.”

 

Magical tools that cost 10 times more than Retilo.

Arcane School only had less than 100 of them in stock, and he had borrowed nearly half of that quantity.

 

‘What could it be? There are even rumors that he has backing from the Imperial Palace…’

 

Emerick pondered seriously once again.

Since they were in different fields, it would be difficult to switch lines, but there would be no harm in leaving a good impression on Ziel.

By the way, he suddenly became curious.

 

“But these magical tools are used for training First-Tier Mages… are they necessary for Sword School students’ classes?”

“Yes. They are necessary.”

“How so?”

“Seeing the flow of mana is important.”

 

Emerick tilted his head at the theoretical answer.

 

“Well, that’s true, but… what good would it do for Sword School students to see mana flow when they won’t even be using magic?”

“The students currently cannot yet imbue their swords with mana or emit it in combat.”

“Right. Since they’re First Years.”

“But they will be able to soon. Then it will become necessary.”

 

Emerick didn’t know much about swordsmanship.

But he did know that the levels of swordsmanship were divided by the following phenomena.

 

‘Worker-class was imbuing the sword with mana, Expert-class was emitting the mana contained in the sword… and Master-class was freely manipulating that and launching separate mana sword auras?’

 

All the First Years had not yet reached Worker-class.

Because to be recognized as Worker-class, one had to imbue their sword with mana and maintain it until the end of combat.

In other words, Ziel’s current class was a stepping stone to increase their total mana capacity and reach that Worker-class level.

 

“Then why is it needed for this class…”

“I just told you. They will be able to soon.”

“But emission is Expert-class level?”

“Mana isn’t only emitted through swords. And they’re already emitting it. Through breathing techniques, that is.”

“Ah.”

 

Ziel’s special breathing technique!

The students were emitting all the mana they had cultivated through that breathing technique, which didn’t interfere with existing breathing methods at all.

 

“By watching the flow of mana emitted that way, they’ll become familiar with using Vision Flow. After that, they’ll directly check the amount of mana emitted through their hands.”

“Ah…”

 

Actually, he didn’t understand.

Only with the following words could he finally understand what Ziel was saying.

 

“It’s important to know exactly how much mana you have, and how much you emit each time you release mana. But students can’t see mana with their eyes. So they become familiar with it by using magical tools that visualize it.”

“Then that later becomes…”

“Yes. When they become able to emit mana through their swords in the future, efficient mana usage will become possible.”

“Ah…!”

 

Emerick felt like he had been struck on the back of the head.

 

“That… is similar to the training we do at Arcane School.”

“Is that so.”

“Yes. For spell casting, mana efficiency and optimization are really important. So we always go through the process of checking and becoming familiar with our mana flow using Vision Flow… huh, do you happen to know about our training?”

“I don’t.”

“Then how did you…”

“Magic and swordsmanship are the same in that they reach the next level by emitting mana.”

 

Ziel’s monotone answer.

However, Emerick’s heart felt like it was surging up and down like rough waves.

 

‘Reaching the next level by emitting mana…!’

 

Had he gained some kind of enlightenment?

Even Gilbert, who was listening from the side, was impressed.

 

“Boss! You really see far ahead.”

“See far ahead?”

“Yes! Even just this class exceeds expectations by far, but to consider emission in advance!”

“This class isn’t the end.”

 

Ziel, who answered calmly, went even further.

 

“And to face the Imperial Knights in the upcoming practical training, they need to at least know how to emit mana through their hands.”

“Yes, that’s right. Imperial Knights are quite strong even as trainees… Ah! We’re going on practical training!”

“Right. There are 3 weeks left. The midterm evaluation will be replaced with practical training.”

“My goodness, the Imperial Palace! The Imperial Palace! The Imperial Knights!”

 

Gilbert was so excited he didn’t know what to do with himself.

 

“Boss, this is my first time going to the Imperial Palace!”

 

He was a Grade 1 Crow, after all.

The reason he’d never been there was because the Crows never touched the Imperial Palace.

In fact, the assassination organization was the same way.

Though Ziel had been inside before.

 

‘I’ve been there about three times.’

 

Of course, it wasn’t to assassinate anyone from the Imperial Palace.

 

“Thanks to Boss, I even get to enter the Imperial Palace… I’ve made it in life. I have no regrets now.”

 

Gilbert was deeply moved.

Meanwhile, Emerick, who had been lost in thought, suddenly stood up urgently.

 

“I’ll be taking my leave now. If you have any difficulties or problems using the magical tool, please let me know, Teacher Ziel.”

“Understood.”

 

Emerick left his seat as hastily as he had stood up.

Gilbert tilted his head curiously.

 

“Does he have some urgent business?”

“I don’t know. Let’s prepare for class, Gilbert.”

“Yes, Boss!”

 

Meanwhile, Emerick closed the lecture hall door and came out.

 

‘I think I understand something.’

 

Emerick had been blocked by a wall.

The very wall at the beginning of the 5th Rank.

It was also a wall that countless mages ultimately couldn’t overcome.

The beginning of the 5th Rank was a realm that determined whether a mage would stop there for life or rise beyond.

Mages who surpassed the beginning were granted access to the realms beyond.

Wealth and honor.

And more powerful magic!

Emerick had been unable to overcome it for ten years now.

Just like the other professors at this Academy.

 

‘Whether magic or swordsmanship, they’re the same in that they reach the next action through the emission of mana.’

 

Ziel’s words came back to him again.

Hastily pulling out paper from his pouch to take notes, Emerick pondered Ziel’s words.

 

“They’re the same in that they reach the next action…”

 

That was enlightenment.

With conviction, Emerick headed toward his research laboratory!

 

‘Thank you, Teacher Ziel.’

 

Perhaps meeting Ziel would become a turning point in his life.

 

 

The 2nd semester practicum!

A very important event that would replace the midterm evaluation and create another stage of competition.

If the exchange tournament was internal competition within Sword School, and the 1st semester practicum was competition between departments…

 

“Both Sword School and Arcane School are coming to the Imperial Palace?”

“That’s correct, Your Highness.”

 

This time it would be competition encompassing all of that.

 

“The Imperial Palace will be bustling after a long time. Haven’t we had very few guests lately?”

“The last was when Aimerus Kundel, Head of House visited a few months ago.”

“Hmm. This will be a very important event.”

 

The 2nd Prince.

Prince Dietrich, the Emperor’s second son who had recently emerged as a rival to the eldest son and was growing fearsome, showed an interested expression.

In fact, there was another reason for his interest.

 

“Arcane School is one thing… but Sword School coming means that teacher is coming too.”

“You mean Teacher Ziel Steelheart.”

“Yes. Sir Relio. He’s a very interesting man.”

“…Do you still have feelings about it?”

 

At Relio’s words, Dietrich nodded without hesitation.

 

“The more talent, the better. Didn’t I say so? Especially if it’s that kind of talent, we need it even more.”

“But he’s just a teacher with no significant background.”

“That’s exactly why we should bring him over before he grows bigger, shouldn’t we?”

“…”

 

Relio couldn’t understand at all.

His loyalty to the Prince remained unchanged, but now was the time to catch their breath.

 

“If you’re truly suspicious, how about you observe him directly during this practicum, Sir Relio?”

“That man, you mean?”

“Yes. Watch his abilities. My eyes are never wrong. Would there be any other reason I brought you knights with me?”

 

At the sudden praise, Relio felt embarrassed but couldn’t quite let go of his suspicions.

 

‘Right, as His Highness says, I just need to watch during the practicum.’

 

In fact, Relio thought the other side was more urgent than Ziel.

 

“Is there any news about that man you met when you went undercover for the Belberg Wings incident?”

“None. Sir Eton is looking into the underworld side, but… it’s a complete mystery.”

 

It was disappointing.

That side would have been better.

Of course, being suppressed in one blow was humiliating.

However, being able to suppress himself, who was among the upper ranks of Grand Knights, meant having that level of skill.

 

“That’s unfortunate. If such a person joined us, it would be a great help.”

“I feel the same way, Sir Relio.”

 

The two couldn’t even imagine they were the same person.

 

“Rather, I heard another interesting rumor.”

“An interesting rumor?”

“Yes. According to Sir Eton, there’s recently been an existence called the ‘Dark Ghost’.”

“Dark Ghost… Are you referring to the legend of the slums?”

“You know of it too. Yes, there are rumors that this Dark Ghost actually exists.”

“Surely not. Rumors from the slums are all pretty much the same…”

“Rumors of people actually seeing it have spread quite a bit. As you say, it might just be rumors, but it’s worth paying attention to.”

 

The two naturally couldn’t imagine that even the Dark Ghost was the same person.

After all, it would be an unthinkable imagination.

 

“And one more thing… there are rumors that an unidentified assassin has appeared.”

“…Surely not.”

“Specter. Yes. At first, I thought so too. But no. The methods are those of an assassin, but those victims aren’t the type who would be Specter’s targets.”

“What… do you mean by that?”

“All the victims were poor people. More precisely, they were from the Robson Family.”

“…”

“We’re investigating that bastard separately.”

“Sir Eton? Won’t that be dangerous?”

“I sent two knights along with Sir Eton. If we can catch that bastard, my position will become even more solid.”

 

Relio nodded.

 

“You’re right. If we can catch him… His Majesty will surely be greatly pleased.”

 

Black Sky.

The strongest assassination group in history.

It was the Imperial Family that destroyed them.

And it was the current Emperor’s will.

 

“Yes. We’ll be able to get closer. When that time comes, Sir Relio, you too will naturally receive a reward.”

“I only devote my loyalty to Your Highness.”

“Yes, don’t let that heart change.”

 

Dietrich patted Relio’s shoulder and smiled brightly.

 

“Then now we should… think about what to propose to Teacher Ziel.”

“He refused before, wouldn’t it be the same this time?”

“That was because it was at the Academy. Even a mutt eats half before entering its own house.”

“Again with ‘mutt’. Such expressions…”

“What’s wrong with using it? Rather, if I use such expressions frequently, wouldn’t Teacher Ziel feel more familiar?”

 

Relio shook his head inwardly.

 

‘He’s completely smitten.’

 

Actually, thinking about it, Ziel was exactly the kind of man who would be easy to recruit as talent.

His upright temperament.

His leadership in guiding students.

And being from a fallen family meant no political burden.

 

“If we let him tour the Imperial Palace, his thoughts might change. There’s still a little time left, so let’s think about it.”

“Understood, Your Highness.”

 

Dietrich was excited.

Everything was flowing well right now.

However.

He didn’t yet know what was happening due to his orders.

At the same time.

The slums.

District 45.

 

“Cough…”

 

A man collapsed, and a large amount of blood flowed onto the ground beneath his body.

The writhing body soon stopped, and the man looking down at it muttered.

 

“Kill… all who interfere.”

 

It was an order.

An order received from none other than Remal.

That’s right.

He was Sigrim.

And he had just killed a man who had been chasing and interfering with him, following Remal’s orders.

 

‘Kill all who get in the way.’

 

And that included an Imperial Knight.

 

“Imperial Prince Dietrich II…”

 

Information he heard after using medicine to make the man talk just before death.

Sigrim is an assassin.

An assassin who only moves according to orders received.

Therefore, a new destination was set in Sigrim’s mind.

It was none other than the Imperial Family.

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