On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 166
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The Organization Collapsed on My First Day of Infiltration Episode 166
Nothing Could Be Better (1)
Edelwein Academy Festa!
The curtain had finally risen.
From morning, the Academy Main Gate was packed with waiting spectators!
The security guards were flustered.
“I’ve been working security here for 5 years, you know? But this is the first time I’ve seen an admission waiting line like this…”
“I, I thought it was always like this, sir.”
The endless admission waiting line that confused both newcomers and veterans alike!
It was a scene whose meaning was completely incomprehensible.
Moreover, most of the spectators were nobles from noble houses, including their servants and escorts.
“Senior, do this many nobles usually come to the festa?”
“No… this is actually supposed to be a festival for the kids to enjoy…”
“What on earth… This year is a bit strange. Even during last semester’s exchange tournament, nobles flocked here like this.”
The nobles were waiting politely, but they seemed to be gradually losing their patience.
However, at the very front.
Seeing the two carriages standing side by side remaining quiet, they couldn’t bring themselves to step forward and complain.
Those very carriages bearing the family banners of Kundel and Rihart respectively!
Since the two major families, ranked among the most powerful in the Empire, were staying quiet, everyone had no choice but to wait.
Of course, the two family heads actually inside were just watching each other’s reactions.
‘Won’t that bastard Amos make the first move? Ha, if I go first, I’ll lose face.’
‘That bastard Daren has grown more patient lately.’
While they were watching each other like this, the festa opening time finally approached.
10 o’clock.
“We will now open the main gate! Spectators, please prepare your pre-purchased admission tickets and identity badges!”
Finally, admission had begun.
“F-Family Head? Are you getting out already? The carriage will stop soon…”
“Forget it. How long are we going to wait?”
Amos couldn’t hold back any longer and got out of his carriage as soon as they passed through the main gate.
Because he wanted to watch his son’s sword dance performance as soon as possible.
‘He said 11 o’clock. I should secure a good spot.’
But the moment he got off the carriage, he made eye contact with Daren who had gotten off right next to him.
“….”
It seemed they had the same thought.
“Ahem. Maybe it’s because I couldn’t sleep last night. My body aches and I can’t stand it.”
Daren even stretched without being asked!
Amos snickered and threw out a comment.
“Are you that worried about the future?”
“What worry!”
Daren flared up and shouted, then looked around and lowered his voice.
“It’s just that it’ll soon reach His Majesty’s ears, and rumors will spread, so it’s obvious things will get really noisy.”
“If that’s your worry, I wonder how you’ll lead Rihart.”
“Aren’t you worried?”
“What’s the point of worrying about something that’s already happened?”
Though he said that, Amos also hadn’t slept a wink last night.
How could he sleep after accomplishing such a huge task?
But he was just pretending to be nonchalant in front of Daren.
“Let’s just enjoy our sons’ and daughters’ performances today.”
“Mm. We should. Ah, right. We need to see Teacher Ziel too.”
“…You too?”
“Ha. Why are you stating the obvious?”
Daren, like Amos, hadn’t given up yet.
Ziel’s status was rising day by day!
He was determined to recruit him somehow.
“I heard he’s doing home visits to the Western Region during this vacation anyway, so unlike some Southern noble family, we should properly host him.”
“Are you saying my hospitality was lacking?”
“When did I say Kundel? Are there many noble families in the South?”
The knights of the two great families sighed again today at this war of nerves.
Why on earth are they acting like this?
Usually they’re so full of dignity.
In the midst of this, the other Family Heads hurriedly followed along when the heads of the two Grand Lord families came down.
It was a farce, if you could call it that.
Though the two of them didn’t even care.
“Wow, this is incredible, Family Head! This looks like the Sword School Event Area!”
“So it’s really true that Lord Mortis came as an advisor!”
The procession of Noble House Family Heads lined up behind the two Family Heads.
That scene recreated following the Exchange Tournament was no longer surprising.
The letter Ziel sent!
The phenomenon that started with Amos and Daren’s participation in the Exchange Tournament after seeing that letter.
“Really… magnificent and beautiful. Were Sword School events always like this?”
“When I briefly visited on business last year, it wasn’t like this, Family Head. To be honest, it was quite dreary. There weren’t any events worth watching either.”
“Hmm. Now it’s a feast for the eyes from the entrance.”
It was a series of exclamations.
Sword-shaped sculptures lined up on both sides from the entrance of the Event Area.
The magical colors formed nearby matched excellently.
And that wasn’t all.
Amos was walking slowly when he suddenly stopped in front of a certain sword sculpture.
“This is…”
His eyes trembled for a moment.
It was a sword shape that was all too familiar.
“Isn’t this the sword… that our Ancestor used?”
A surge of emotion!
Deep emotion rising from his heart!
“How on earth did they know about this…”
Amos wasn’t the only one who was moved.
“Th-this is… isn’t this the sword my Father used…”
Tears welled up.
Daren, forgetting his dignity and unable to wipe away the tears welling up in his eyes.
“Father… I miss you…”
That’s right.
These sculptures were precisely crafted to replicate swords of various different forms!
And all those swords were modeled after the swords of famous or once-famous individuals through thorough research of materials.
An unexpected effect born from Mortis’s thoroughness!
No, perhaps it was intentional.
Not only Amos and Daren, but all the nobles who recognized which swords they were stopped walking and couldn’t bring themselves to leave.
“My goodness, isn’t this the famous sword ‘Elun’?”
“This… this is the sword my close friend used before. It’s the Vexite Family’s sword!”
The nobles recognized them instantly, so precisely were they sculpted!
It goes without saying that the blood, sweat, and tears of the disciples Mortis was training went into them.
“It’s here on the bronze plate. Lord Mortis’s disciple, Allen Dmitri… Listen, remember this person’s name well. I should invite him to our family and express our gratitude.”
“Understood, Family Head.”
“And find out if our family can purchase this sculpture. As quickly as possible.”
“Understood.”
Of course, Mortis wasn’t evil enough to exploit his disciples’ labor without compensation.
Rather, by having their names engraved on bronze plates like this, he even elevated their status!
“Over there, why are people already gathering like that…”
“W-won’t we still win? Over there, well, Family Heads came, but we’re competing with general spectators!”
Meanwhile, Arcane School sighed from the start, watching the stream of spectators flocking to Sword School.
A clear difference!
Even trying to pretend everything was fine, ominous signs filled the beginning.
“Hah. Those Sword School bastards…”
Arcane School professors trembling with clenched fists!
Instead of joining their ranks, Emerick quietly held his tongue.
“It’s fine, Professors! We’ll win. They’re just going to check it out on the first day out of curiosity.”
“That’s right. Everyone getting disappointed and coming to our side is just a matter of time!”
But at this point, one person who should have stepped forward was nowhere to be seen.
“But where is Professor Titus….”
“That’s what I’m wondering. He hasn’t been seen since this morning….”
The professors looked around anxiously.
Emeric didn’t know his whereabouts either.
“Ha, to be absent at a time like this. You said he hasn’t been seen since morning?”
“When we need him most, that man really….”
The professors cursed Titus while panicking without him there.
Titus had always been that kind of existence to the professors.
He got cursed when absent, but he was the one who made decisions in all these situations.
In other words, he was a very convenient existence for the other professors to shift responsibility to!
‘At this rate, the festa will be ruined.’
Emeric pondered for a moment, then decided with a “whatever, I don’t care” attitude.
‘I’m leaving after this semester ends anyway, so what does it matter.’
“Um, professors. How about we each go to the event venue to inspect and welcome the spectators? Nothing will change by gathering here and talking anxiously among ourselves.”
“….”
“Ahem. That would probably be better, wouldn’t it?”
“Professor Emeric is right. Let’s go for now.”
They couldn’t understand why Titus had suddenly disappeared, but they couldn’t just stay like this.
The professors all nodded and followed Emeric’s suggestion.
“Please enter in an orderly fashion! There are many people inside! Don’t run as you might get hurt, please view slowly!”
Meanwhile, so many spectators were flocking to the Sword School event that additional security guards had to be dispatched to manage safety ‘from the entrance.’
It wasn’t just nobles here.
Among the common citizens living in the capital, those with some means were also paying for admission tickets and entering one by one.
And many of them were heading toward the Sword School event venue after initially going toward the Arcane School.
“Wasn’t the Sword School nothing special last year?”
“That’s right. I came planning to see the Arcane School event. Is something different this time?”
“My goodness, look over there. No wonder. So many carriages have been entering the capital since yesterday. Did they all come to see this?”
“It was the same during the exchange tournament before. Why are you acting surprised?”
“What do you mean surprised? Since when have noble lords been showing their faces at the academy so frequently?”
Most of the spectators heading to the Arcane School were people taking refuge after being shocked by the crowds at the Sword School!
It was truly a bustling crowd at the gates.
The Sword School event had been a huge hit right from the start.
“We’re going to win, aren’t we?”
“That’s right, Department Head!”
Berhal smiled contentedly, and the professors behind him also wore bright smiles.
“Now that everyone’s coming in, let’s quickly go check on our respective events. Remember this, everyone. This Festa depends on you professors.”
“Yes, leave it to us!”
“We’ll do our best!”
“I’ll just do well!”
Even Isabella raised her voice slightly higher than usual due to her excitement.
“Department Head, I’m getting excited too.”
“If Professor Isabella is saying that, we’re definitely going to witness something amazing.”
It was certain.
They had captured attention from the very beginning, so they had already won.
“Teacher Ziel is…”
“He’s already at the event venue.”
“As thorough as always.”
Berhal naturally had no idea that Ziel hadn’t slept a wink.
Much less what had happened during the night.
“Once the sword dance performance starts, even more spectators will flock here.”
Isabella nodded as well.
“I don’t know what the other professors think, but… the First Years’ performance will definitely create a huge buzz.”
“You were completely captivated during the rehearsal, Professor?”
“Yes. That performance was really…”
Seeing Isabella’s rare expression, Berhal’s anticipation grew.
“I heard that the actual performance will be quite different from what we saw… I’m curious too.”
Instead of staying here, it might be good to sneak over and take a look.
‘They said it was at 11 o’clock.’
“Well then, I’ll go take a look around.”
“Ah, yes. Department Head.”
At times like this, the position of Department Head seemed really nice.
However, he would soon regret it.
“There are already so many people…”
Near the event venue where the Sword Dance performance, ‘Flower of the Sword’ was starting.
It was already packed with people.
Not only the student parents of the First Years, but also general spectators filled every available space.
‘I should have utilized my Department Head position more actively!’
If I had known it would be like this, I should have come earlier to secure a spot!
“Hey, stop pushing!”
“Sit down! I can’t see!”
“How dare this fool! Do you know who that person is!”
“Who is it! As for me, I serve the Family Head of the great renowned sword family Tilos…”
“Ha, Tilos? How dare the Tilos Family! I serve the famous one from the Western Region…”
The house staff from different families were already arguing with each other, creating quite a commotion.
‘Next time, I’ll have to restrict even the house staff’s entry.’
If I had known this many people would gather, I would have taken such measures earlier.
Or limited it to just one or two people.
There are only one or two student parents, but they bring at least five or six house staff, sometimes more than twenty.
In the midst of all this, it was gradually approaching 11 o’clock.
‘Where is Teacher Ziel?’
Is he backstage?
Just then.
Thud!
A sound came from the stage.
The house staff who were arguing.
The student parents who had been waiting eagerly.
Even the general spectators who were craning their necks in curiosity all fell silent.
Eyes focused toward the stage.
‘What? There was nothing like that in the rehearsal?’
As Berhal’s eyes widened, smoke began rising from the edge of the empty stage.
“Ooh, looks like it’s starting now!”
“But they said it was a performance. Where are they coming from?”
“Shh, be quiet!”
The stage had definitely been empty.
But the students were still nowhere to be seen.
In the previous rehearsal, the students had clearly been waiting on stage.
He was looking around wondering if they would drop from the sky when it happened.
“Huh?”
“Oh, oh!”
The smoke that had risen began to slowly clear.
And on the stage where there had definitely been no one…
Faint silhouettes began to appear.
“…!”
Berhal immediately thought of one possibility.
‘Professor Emeric!’
Magic!
A phenomenon that could never be explained without magic!
‘Then the students were standing on that stage from the beginning!’
Berhal was shocked.
If even Berhal, who could somewhat guess the situation, was like this, there was no need to mention the other audience members.
“My goodness, what is that…!”
“There was definitely no one there!”
Was that what Ziel had mentioned?
The performance not revealed in the rehearsal.
But it was still too early to be surprised.
There was something else that caught their attention.
The clothing the students were wearing!
As the fog lifted, the hidden secret weapon was revealed.
‘That’s what Lord Mortis designed differently for each one…’
Berhal had only heard about it too.
Actually, he hadn’t paid much attention to it.
He was just envious of getting to wear clothing designed by Mortis.
But now that he saw it, he was truly envious.
“The clothing the students are wearing is extraordinary…”
“Huh, it really grabs your attention.”
“Splendid yet modest…”
“Wasn’t it designed by Lord Mortis?”
Perfect stage costumes at a glance.
It felt like facing a knight order investiture ceremony with knights lined up in formal wear.
“There, there’s my daughter! I think my daughter’s clothing is the prettiest!”
“Please, be a little quieter!”
The audience was captivated at first sight.
When the fog finally cleared completely.
The 101 performers reached their hands toward the swords at their waists.
The performance hall fell silent.
Everyone held their breath.
Click.
Grasping the sword hilt.
Shing.
They drew them out.
As if they had become one body, with perfect and identical timing.
And Gilbert, who was at the very front, raised his sword vertically then brought it down-
‘Finally, it begins.’
Sword School’s first sword dance performance had begun.
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