On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 165

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The Organization Collapsed on My First Day of Infiltration Episode 165

 

Festival Eve Conclusion (2)

 

Ziel and Gilbert.

 

After finishing everything, the two returned to the Academy.

 

As soon as they entered the Faculty Dormitory, Gilbert let out the breath he had been holding and became excited.

 

“We’ve accomplished something tremendous, Boss.”

 

“Is that so.”

 

“Yes! It’s incredible. We literally… shook the Empire! We did!”

 

They had infiltrated Siren’s Mansion and brainwashed Remal Siren, leaving him in a state where he could neither live nor die.

 

Afterwards, they recovered all items related to Black Sky from the Mansion Annex Basement…

 

While the Knight Order stormed the mansion, they headed to Kirene’s Night Inn and put the assassins to eternal rest.

 

They had accomplished multiple impossible tasks.

 

And all within just a few hours.

 

“Boss, I truly… respect you. You’ve accomplished something incredible. You even designed all of this!”

 

Gilbert’s hands trembling with excitement!

 

“I just dealt with Remal Siren.”

 

“Come on, Boss. You don’t need to be so modest! It really was something tremendous!”

 

“I dealt with a threat to the students, Gilbert. We don’t need to worry about anything else.”

 

Ziel was firm.

 

Gilbert misunderstood those words again.

 

‘As expected! He’s advising me to focus only on our goals from now on!’

 

There’s no way the Boss didn’t consider the impact this incident would have.

 

He must have completed all the sophisticated political calculations before making his move!

 

‘Through this incident, the Boss has gained control of three factions. The Imperial Palace, Kundel, Rihart… He’s truly become an unprecedented mastermind!’

 

To think I’m serving such a person.

 

“Boss, I will continue to serve you with loyalty!”

 

“Understood.”

 

Of course, they hadn’t just gained these positional advantages.

 

“Honestly, I wondered if there was anything to gain from just Behind-the-Scenes Manipulation….”

 

Gilbert slyly pulled out a gold bar from his bag.

 

“But I’m getting things like this, hehe.”

 

“I heard gold bars are expensive.”

 

“It’s not just expensive! If I can somehow process just this one….”

 

A Mortis Collection Bed flickered before Gilbert’s eyes!

 

But even if he had the money to buy it, it would be difficult to bring it in as long as he stayed in this Faculty Dormitory.

 

‘I need to save up more diligently and get myself an awesome Safe House!’

 

“What will you do with this, Boss? We’ll probably have to sell it on the Black Market because of the gold bar’s origin….”

 

“I haven’t decided anything. Saving it would also be a good method.”

 

“Don’t you have any big plans you’ve set up for later?”

 

“Hmm.”

 

Ziel, who had been thinking, answered.

 

“A House.”

 

“Oh, same as me….”

 

“I did.”

 

“You did?”

 

“But I think it would be good to continue staying here.”

 

Gilbert briefly looked around the Room.

 

“In this falling-apart place?”

 

“This Place is efficient. It’s perfect for avoiding attention.”

 

Ziel couldn’t understand why the Professors would reject such a good place.

 

“It’s cramped….”

 

“If no one is using it, we can just break down the Wall and expand it.”

 

“It’s, it’s dirty.”

 

“Hygiene can be improved by cleaning.”

 

Of course, Ziel also wanted to have a House someday.

 

For now, he was just staying because the Faculty Dormitory was much more efficient.

 

‘When I think about it, continuing to live here wouldn’t be bad either.’

 

“And I’ll dispose of the gold bars during vacation.”

 

“You’re going to the black market. Understood.”

 

He would need to gradually think about what he wanted to do after selling the gold bars.

 

‘Continuing to invest wouldn’t be bad either. Like the magic stone mine investment I made before.’

 

“Yawn. By the way, maybe because the tension’s gone, I’m incredibly sleepy.”

 

“Go sleep. Tomorrow is Festa. Your role is important. According to Student Karen Aswan… yes, she called it the ‘center.'”

 

“Ah. Right. I think she did say that. Haha. Don’t worry, Boss! I’ll lead the kids well and draw out some rave reviews during Festa!”

 

“Just don’t make mistakes. Then there won’t be any problems. And rehearse the ‘solo sword dance’ once more tomorrow.”

 

“Yes, don’t worry! Then have a good night, Boss!”

 

Gilbert returned to his room in high spirits.

 

The Festa eve festival had finally ended.

 

And Ziel and Gilbert’s eve festival had ended as well.

 

Though many things had happened during the night, now that he had dealt with Remal Siren, there was nothing left to threaten the students.

 

What had happened and what would happen as a result of dealing with Remal was outside Ziel’s interest from the beginning.

 

Ziel had moved for only one goal.

 

To eliminate the threat to the students.

 

And he had finished the elimination.

 

However, he wasn’t denying what he had gained in the process.

 

Creak.

 

Ziel opened his backpack and poured out its contents onto the ground.

 

Perhaps because burning and exploding everything at the black market had been a major blow, there weren’t many items in the annex underground.

 

But with this, he had recovered almost everything.

 

“I’ll burn the documents, and the items… I might have use for them someday.”

 

With this, he had recovered almost everything related to Black Sky.

 

The assassins had all gone to eternal rest as Gilbert put it, and now among the assassins from Black Sky, only Ziel remained alive.

 

In this strange feeling, Ziel suddenly recalled one fact.

 

‘Assassination target.’

 

The mission he had personally fabricated when infiltrating Edelwein Academy.

 

The real assassination target he had designated in that process.

 

That was the only thing remaining.

 

Of course, he had no intention of carrying out an assassination now.

 

The target had been real, but it was only for the sake of the mission.

 

Now that he was no longer an assassin.

 

Ziel erased his thoughts about the target.

 

For now.

 

‘But I have no idea what this is.’

 

Among the items he had recovered, there was something of unknown identity.

 

It was a Book That Never Opens.

 

At first, he thought it was a book containing some secret of Black Sky, but when he actually touched it, the atmosphere it gave off was different.

 

‘Rather than forcing it open, I should look into it separately.’

 

Ziel withdrew his interest from the book.

 

“Now I just need to finish up Festa?”

 

Tomorrow, or rather, Festa would begin this morning.

 

The Festa that the students had rolled in the dust over and over again to prepare was finally opening!

 

‘I should do a final inspection.’

 

The night was deep.

 

Gilbert had gone to sleep, and the students had also finished the eve festival and were probably already in deep slumber.

 

But Ziel left the dormitory and headed to the Sword School Event Area.

 

Before the event.

 

It was a final inspection.

 

Ziel carefully examined the stage where the sword dance performance would unfold.

 

He picked out a few small stone fragments and checked if there were any cracks.

 

Then he encountered an unexpected person.

 

“Oh, Teacher Ziel?”

 

“Professor Emeric Kent.”

 

Actually, he had known since entering the event area.

 

Because he could smell his scent the whole time.

 

“At this late hour… you came because you were worried too?”

 

“The students must perform in the best environment.”

 

“That’s right. As expected, you’re a true teacher. I… hmm. I just came from inspecting our Arcane School First Years’ event venue. I was a bit concerned.”

 

“Is there something wrong?”

 

“Oh no. That can’t be. But just in case, you know. Since I touched it, if something goes wrong, it seems like I’d be causing trouble. And since I’m an Arcane School Professor, I shouldn’t be misunderstood for no reason, right?”

 

“I see. Thank you for being so considerate.”

 

“Don’t mention it. It’s nothing compared to what I’ve received.”

 

Ziel thought for a moment and asked.

 

“Is there something you received separately? I haven’t given you anything.”

 

“There is. Thanks to you, Teacher, I’ve… reached a higher level.”

 

“I knew about that, but I didn’t know it was thanks to me.”

 

“Ah, you knew?”

 

“The scent of mana that Professor Emeric Kent gives off has become deeper than before.”

 

“…You gauge a mage’s level that way?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“That’s the first time I’ve heard of such a method…”

 

But since it was Ziel, it somehow seemed convincing.

 

“Yes. It’s thanks to Teacher Ziel. You said something, and from that I found a clue to break through the early 5th tier.”

 

“Is that so.”

 

“You’ve been tremendously helpful.”

 

Ziel didn’t really know.

 

What difference there was between early 5th tier and beyond.

 

“I don’t really understand, but I can tell I did well.”

 

“Haha.”

 

Emeric burst into laughter at Ziel’s familiar way of speaking, then carefully brought up a topic.

 

“So, when this semester ends… I’m thinking of leaving the Academy.”

 

“I see.”

 

Emeric felt slightly disappointed by the calmer reaction than expected.

 

‘We’ve been exchanging favors back and forth though.’

 

Is it because he’s from Sword School after all?

 

“…Thanks to that breakthrough, I can now envision a new future. This place is good too, but I can’t see a future here.”

 

“Why can’t you see one?”

 

“Well, as long as a certain someone is here, even if my skills have surpassed early 5th tier, I’ll inevitably live in obscurity. Reigning as a power player just because of being from a certain noble family’s Junior School is understandable, but enduring my abilities not being recognized because of such a person is hard to bear for long.”

 

A certain someone from a certain noble family.

 

Ziel pondered for a moment before asking.

 

“That certain family is Siren, and that someone is Professor Titus Nirhil?”

 

“Ahem, that’s about right.”

 

“Then Professor Titus Nirhil’s power is determined by the strength of the Siren family?”

 

“Usu…ally, yes? Since he’s receiving support from Remal, who will become the Head of Siren Family, it would be even more so. Though the reverse would never happen.”

 

“Then the conclusion is that Professor Emeric Kent would stay here if it weren’t for Professor Titus Nirhil.”

 

“Hey. He’s leaving because that’s not possible. He’ll have to join some suitable Magic Tower Society or something. Or maybe continue with magic puppet research, which he’s regained interest in thanks to you, Teacher.”

 

“Magic puppet research can be continued at the Academy.”

 

“Huh?”

 

Then Ziel noticed cracks in the performance hall floor and brought some suitable stone fragments to fill the gaps.

 

“That’s done. I’ll return to the dormitory now.”

 

“Ah… yes. Then I’ll see you tomorrow. Please come watch our Arcane School First Years’ performance if you can.”

 

“I’ll come if I have time. Well then.”

 

Watching Ziel walk away, Emeric grumbled.

 

“He really never says empty words, even if it kills him.”

 

Of course, that’s exactly why he liked Ziel.

 

‘But what did he mean by continuing magic puppet research at the Academy?’

 

Emeric tilted his head as he pondered.

 

‘Does he mean to come help even after leaving the Academy? Well, whatever. It’s Teacher Ziel after all. That much is expected.’

 

Throughout his growth as a mage, Emeric had lived being pushed around here and there because of his damn origins.

 

So he never forgot when someone rarely helped him.

 

Ziel’s help would be even more unforgettable.

 

“So this semester will be… the last one.”

 

Emeric turned around with a bittersweet expression.

 

On the far side of the Academy.

 

Dawn slowly began to break in the direction Emeric had walked.

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