On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 151

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The Organization Collapsed on My First Day of Infiltration Episode 151

 

 

Festa Idea (1)

 

 

“Teacher, really?”

“Yes. You just need to prepare the documents.”

“Really… Ah.”

 

Ziel met with Karen after returning from the Valhafen Festa.

Karen could no longer hold back the tears that welled up in her eyes.

 

“It feels like a dream really… *sob*. A scholarship…”

 

The special support system.

And even a scholarship.

Thanks to Ziel, Karen was able to avoid falling twice.

 

“As long as there are no issues with the requirements, you can continue receiving it until graduation.”

“Teacher… how can I ever repay you?”

“The scholarship is provided to students who meet the requirements, so you don’t need to repay me anything.”

“I know! I know that you worked hard for this, and also that the Arcane School kids had their scholarships revoked!”

“So what does that have to do with anything?”

“It’s all thanks to Teacher Ziel…”

“Student Karen Aswan. You’re mistaken. Since I’m a teacher, it’s naturally my duty to do this.”

 

Ziel spoke calmly and then pointed to the documents.

 

“Fill this out and bring it to me soon. If you submit it to the Academic Affairs Office, the scholarship will be disbursed within this semester, so keep that in mind.”

“Th-thank you… But still, Teacher, if there’s something I should repay you…”

“There’s nothing you need to repay me. But remember one thing.”

“What is it? What is it?”

“Work hard. And if possible, do well.”

“Ah.”

“One of the reasons you were able to receive support is your grades. Maintain those grades well.”

 

Karen felt a bit absurd.

 

‘That’s also thanks to you, Teacher…’

 

Everything was possible thanks to Ziel.

Her grades, the special support system, and the scholarship.

If it weren’t for Ziel, she might be at a boarding house beyond District 40 right now, or back with her family struggling with debt.

And yet this teacher says there’s nothing to repay.

 

‘I absolutely have to repay him. Last time it was waffles, right?’

 

“Teacher, I’m going to attend another daily baking class this time…”

“Mm.”

“There are other things besides waffles too. Ah, I’m just saying that.”

“Is that so.”

 

Ziel pondered for a moment and then asked.

 

“What else is there?”

 

He took the bait.

 

“This time we’re making tarts!”

“Tarts… Are they delicious?”

“Of course. Very much so. I haven’t eaten them many times either, but especially tarts with finely chopped apples are supposed to be really delicious. Ah, but of course the most delicious thing is eggs!”

“…”

 

Ziel swallowed his saliva.

 

“I understand. Tarts. I’ll remember that.”

“Please definitely remember! Then, I’ll quickly fill out the documents and bring them to you.”

“Do that.”

 

Ziel then met with several other students besides Karen.

 

“R-really? I’m getting a scholarship?”

“Yes, you meet the requirements.”

 

Yurio.

 

“Me? That’s impossible!”

 

Ellie.

 

“What? A scholarship?”

“Yes.”

“Me?”

 

Surprisingly, even Delev.

 

“Why would I get a scholarship… I’m fine though?”

“Because you have the best grades.”

 

There aren’t only scholarships that support poor students.

There were also merit-based scholarships.

The problem was that Arcane School had swept all of those away too.

Instead of allocating by department, they had been running the scholarship system by lumping the entire Academy together.

But not anymore.

 

“A scholarship… Father will be so happy, won’t he? Even my Elder Brothers never received one.”

 

Delev was excited.

An unexpected merit scholarship!

 

“Oh, Teacher. And to Father….”

 

Delev was about to mention that he had sent a letter to his father.

About how Teacher Ziel had once again saved his life.

 

‘No, wait. If I tell him, he’ll definitely refuse first, won’t he? He’ll say he can’t accept anything from a student and parent.’

 

Delev decided to talk about it when his father’s reply came.

 

“Ah, no! I’ll tell you next time!”

 

Delev hurried away.

In his rush, he didn’t even take his documents with him.

 

“Father, meaning Aimerus Kundel?”

 

Ziel pondered.

 

‘Does he know I sent a letter?’

 

That couldn’t be possible.

After thinking for a while, Ziel checked the time and gathered the documents Delev had left behind.

 

‘I’ll have to give them to him next time.’

 

It was almost time to enter the meeting.

Today was the day of the Academy Festa meeting.

It was a place to exchange ideas within the Sword School.

 

“There you are, Boss!”

“Let’s go.”

 

It was a gathering where all the Teaching Assistants participated.

So Gilbert would be joining as well.

On the way to the conference room.

Gilbert suddenly handed him something.

 

“Oh, right. This.”

“What is it?”

“You know, that first prize you won at the Valhafen Festa, Boss.”

“Ah. Right.”

“I was so flustered meeting Lord Mortis back then that I couldn’t think straight. Hehe.”

 

Gilbert was a longtime fan of Mortis.

After becoming a Grade 1 Crow, he had wallpapered his safe house with items from Mortis Boutique!

Especially the bed – its softness and comfort still lingered in his memory.

 

“A necklace.”

“Yes. The second prize is a ring. Both seemed genuine, I think?”

 

Being the first prize of a festa, it looked quite expensive.

 

“You take it.”

“R-really?”

“Yes.”

 

But it wasn’t Ziel’s taste.

Ziel’s preference was for rough and simple accessories!

There was a reason he had chosen the most overlooked item from the Mortis Collection.

Of course, Gilbert misunderstood again.

 

‘Boss’s heart is truly… broader than the Imperial Palace!’

 

“Thank you, Boss!”

 

Gilbert was moved.

Actually, he had been a bit strapped for cash lately.

His salary was incomparably meager compared to his Grade 1 Crow days!

 

‘If I sell this, I might live a little better.’

 

I wish he’d give me something other than a dagger.

 

‘No, I shouldn’t think like this. I should be satisfied with the present and stay loyal!’

 

Gilbert corrected his thoughts.

 

“But Boss, are you really going to be a model?”

“It’s a promise.”

“Wow, really… I can’t imagine it. Boss being a model! My superior receiving such interest from Lord Mortis, whom I respect most!”

“Respect most?”

“Yes! How magnificent is he? Art itself! The person himself is art!”

“I see.”

 

Ziel thought.

 

‘I don’t have anyone I respect.’

 

Not yet, anyway.

Meanwhile, Gilbert realized his mistake.

 

“O-of course, I respect you just as much, Boss!”

“I see.”

“Boss! I really mean it!”

“I understand.”

“I really mean it!”

“I said I understand.”

“You’re not… hurt, are you…?”

 

While Gilbert was trembling, the two arrived at the conference room.

 

“Oh, Teacher Ziel!”

 

Elcanto, who was just about to enter, saw Ziel and quickly approached.

 

“The Teaching Assistant came along too.”

“Oh my, such bright manners. Good. Good. Reminds me of myself during my teaching assistant days.”

 

Elcanto smiled warmly and asked.

 

“So, have you given it some thought?”

“The festa concerns, of course. Ideas are really diffi…”

“Oh, really? That’s impressive. I look forward to it.”

 

Elcanto said this while grinning inwardly.

 

‘He’ll be shocked when he hears my idea.’

 

His mouth was itching to speak, but he absolutely couldn’t say anything.

‘You’ll be amazed when you hear my idea.’

My mouth was itching to speak, but I absolutely couldn’t say anything.

Because I need to unleash it at the crucial moment later.

‘Experience is what matters for this kind of thing.’

When they entered the conference room, Merhen and Idel, who had arrived early, felt the same way.

 

‘Teacher Ziel, this time will be different. Hmph.’

It wasn’t just Elcanto.

When we entered the conference room, Merchen and Idel, who had arrived earlier, were the same way.

But there was also an idea competition to win that competition.

‘Teacher Jiel, this time will be different. Hmph.’

‘We’ve done festa way more times than GEL has. For sure.’

Festa is a competition between Sword School and Arcane School.

He glanced around the conference room once and smiled knowingly.

 

“Looking at your expressions, it seems everyone has prepared something substantial?”

 

Except for Ziel with his always calm expression, everyone seemed to be hiding something.

 

“Oh my, hardly. I racked my brains all night but nothing particularly came to mind.”

 

Elcanto started with complaints first.

Except for G.L., who always had a calm expression, everyone seemed to be hiding something.

“Of course. Sigh, this is really something. We have to beat Arcane School somehow.”

 

Desperate attempts to hide their preparations!

Elkanto, who first puts on a dramatic act before anything else.

Then Märchen chimed in as well.

“Me too. Oh, this is really something. The festa comes around every year, but it’s quite challenging. Isn’t that right, Professor Idel?”

Because fifth year participation in festa wasn’t easy.

From sixth year onward, many went around taking knight order entrance exams, so they practically had to achieve results in fifth year.

 

“This is troublesome. With everyone lacking confidence like this. Well, we’ll hear something when we listen. Let’s start the meeting.”

 

The meeting began.

Who would speak first.

Isabella didn’t feel much of a sense of crisis.

Because it’s not easy for 5th graders to participate in the festa.

‘I can’t lay out my idea first.’

 

While everyone was just watching each other, Berhal pointed to one person.

 

“Good. Then, shall we start with Professor Merhen?”

 

Their eyes had just met.

 

‘Damn it.’

 

There was no choice.

‘I can’t lay out my idea first.’

“Blade Challenge?”

“Ooh. That’s good. Drawing the spectators’ attention?”

“That’s a good idea.”

 

Berhal nodded.

‘Ah, shit.’

There was no choice.

Since it’s come to this, I have no choice but to properly show what I’ve prepared.

“Yes, I’m the one who planned the ‘Blade Challenge.'”

“Blade Challenge?”

“Yes! What this is, is we’re creating a ‘gladiator arena.’ Then, under strict safety supervision, we’ll let the audience experience it firsthand!”

“Ooh. Not bad. Trying to catch the audience’s attention?”

“That’s right. Of course, we could also have the students participate directly and show them coordinating and sparring with each other.”

“That’s a good idea.”

Berhal nodded.

Merchen inwardly cheered with delight.

‘That’s enough!’

As expected.

I’m glad I came up with this idea!

 

“Let’s hear the detailed content a bit later. Next is Professor Idel?”

“Ah, yes.”

 

Idel glanced at Merhen briefly before finally speaking up.

 

“I’ve prepared a ‘Barrier Breaker’ event.”

“Oh. Please continue.”

“We create barriers, then have a challenge to break them. We’ll make the barriers as visible as possible, and adjust the effects so they shatter spectacularly when broken…”

 

To summarize, it was a challenge where they would continuously increase the barrier’s strength while offering prizes for breaking them.

 

“It can draw attention and encourage audience participation!”

“That’s good. Both professors have come well-prepared, haven’t you?”

 

Berhal was quite satisfied.

 

‘Everyone’s feeling a sense of crisis.’

 

Healthy competition!

Ultimately, when these competitions come together to produce better ideas, it leads to the development of the Sword School.

 

“I, I’ll also speak up!”

 

Elcanto, who felt this sense of crisis most acutely!

Hearing the ideas presented earlier made him anxious and unable to hold back.

 

“Ah, yes. Professor Elcanto. What idea do you have?”

“I’ve prepared ‘Maze Exploration.'”

“A maze?”

“Yes. We borrow an unused lecture building or structure and decorate it as a maze!”

“Oh, that’s not bad?”

 

Berhal’s face lit up.

Maze exploration, huh.

 

“It stimulates the visitors’ curiosity! If we decorate it properly and make it the right difficulty level, visitors will flock like clouds!”

 

It was certainly a bit better than the previous two ideas.

Of course, they could do all of them.

Food stalls and events need to have a certain number secured.

 

“That’s good. Hmm. A maze…”

 

As Berhal muttered with a pleased expression, the other two professors grew restless.

 

‘A, a maze! Why didn’t I think of that?’

‘Damn, my barrier breaker looks like nothing special now.’

 

“Good. We have 3 ideas so far.”

“I’d like to speak as well.”

 

Here, even Isabella joined in.

 

“I think a swordsmanship tournament would be most appropriate.”

“You mean an internal Sword School swordsmanship tournament?”

“Yes. We haven’t been able to hold one for a while due to accidents, but how about reviving it?”

“Hmm. That’s worth considering. Understood.”

 

All satisfying opinions!

 

“Then now…”

 

Therefore, all eyes turned to Ziel, who was the only one left.

 

‘Heh, it won’t work, will it? You need to have experienced festivals…’

‘Experience is important for this kind of thing.’

‘Teacher Ziel, this time will be a bit different.’

 

It was when the professors were inwardly confident of victory.

 

“I plan to decorate this festival with ‘art’ as the theme.”

“Art?”

 

Suddenly, what kind of random talk was this?

 

“I’ve checked all the past festival materials. The booth arrangements, flow lines, and designs weren’t unified.”

“Ah, are you talking about the overall appearance?”

“Yes, that’s right. Since it needs to catch visitors’ attention and become a ‘fun’ festival, we need to pay attention to such external aspects.”

 

What kind of idea is that?

 

“Teacher Ziel, it’s not about that, this is a place to discuss event ideas!”

 

Merhen quickly scolded him as if he had caught him red-handed.

Idel also seized the moment to add another word.

 

“That’s right. Right now when we need to beat the Arcane School, such things aren’t that important.”

 

Ziel quietly listened to those words before calmly refuting.

 

“If we need to beat the Arcane School, we need to enhance ‘aesthetics.'”

“Aesthetics…?”

“It’s a word I heard from someone I know.”

 

Ziel nodded proudly!

The professors wondered what he was talking about.

 

“If we unify the overall design and composition of the festival that the Sword School organizes while adding artistic elements, it will definitely draw attention. And that attracted attention will flow into the events that the professors have suggested.”

 

It wasn’t wrong.

Rather, some of it was a relatable opinion.

 

“Design and composition… Hmm. It’s definitely necessary.”

 

No matter how wonderful an event you prepare, if you can’t make people come to it, it’s all useless.

Something that catches the eye by chance and gets seen has no meaning.

 

“If we do that, we could draw people who would go to other department events to the Sword School event.”

 

As Ziel said, drawing people in from the start was certainly important too.

 

“…So how exactly do you plan to do that? What, are you suggesting we recruit from Arts School? They’re preparing for the festa just the same, aren’t they?”

 

It was true that Sword School and the arts were somewhat distant.

Ziel answered Merhen’s blunt question.

 

“No. We won’t recruit from Arts School.”

“Then?”

“I’ve recruited an external person.”

 

Not that he would recruit, but…

 

“You recruited someone? Already?”

“Yes.”

 

Berhal asked with a furrowed brow.

 

“Who is it?”

“Lord Mortis.”

“…Who? Could you say that again?”

“Lord Mortis, who runs Mortis Boutique.”

 

Silence fell over the conference room.

Quite a long one.

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