On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 168

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The Organization Collapsed on My First Day of Infiltration Episode 168

 

Big Trouble

 

“Boss! Boss!”

 

Gilbert hurriedly followed after Ziel as he emerged from the tent.

 

“Wasn’t that really amazing!”

 

“You did well.”

 

“Right!”

 

“But the sword dance movements need some work.”

 

“…Boss, you also give criticism later?”

 

Gilbert’s eyes widened in surprise, regardless of the criticism.

 

“You usually do it right there on the spot.”

 

“I just felt like doing it this time.”

 

“Ah.”

 

“During the sword dance movements, there was wavering in the part where you thrust the sword three times.”

 

“Oh, really?”

 

“Yes. Your feet seemed to get tangled. Pay attention to it in the next performance.”

 

Ziel pondered for a moment, then added a word.

 

“Everything else was done well.”

 

“I’m really proud.”

 

“Is that so.”

 

“Of course! Did you see the reaction? People were going absolutely crazy!”

 

“They seemed happy.”

 

“It wasn’t just being happy! Boss, you’ve accomplished something truly amazing. You took the kids and in just a few weeks created a performance worthy of being performed at the Imperial Palace!”

 

“Yes. I taught well.”

 

“As expected of Boss…”

 

“But you and the students are the ones who practiced. You all did better.”

 

Gilbert suddenly felt scared.

 

What did Boss eat wrong today?

 

He’s not someone who gives multiple compliments for one thing.

 

“Still, it’s all thanks to Boss.”

 

“That’s right.”

 

“So let’s look around the Festa as a commemoration! I heard there’s lots of delicious food. The kids have already scattered everywhere.”

 

“Are they playing around after changing out of their performance costumes?”

 

“Everyone went wearing them? They said they wanted to show off.”

 

“I see. Got it. But what delicious food is there?”

 

“There’s a lot! There are chicken skewers and jelly that Boss likes, and what else? They fry potatoes and sell them, and they say it’s incredibly delicious.”

 

“Fried potatoes, that’s an idea I never thought of.”

 

“Right? I was curious too, so I wanted to go check it out. Let’s go together!”

 

And so Ziel and Gilbert also began enjoying the Festa.

 

Though many things had happened last night, Ziel had already cleanly forgotten about them.

 

Enjoying this Festa right now!

 

That was Ziel’s ultimate goal.

 

“It’s here, right here! The line is incredibly long.”

 

“Mm.”

 

“I’ll hold our place, so would you like to go eat something else and come back?”

 

“No. I’ll wait. The lines are long everywhere we go.”

 

There really were a lot of people.

 

They had set up booths like this during the Exchange Tournament too, but it seemed incomparable to that time.

 

Truly a sea of people.

 

It was a crowd rivaling the Valhafen Festa.

 

‘If I were to carry out an assassination mission in this crowd… I could finish it without anyone knowing.’

 

Indeed, the more people there are, the much simpler assassination missions become.

 

Though there won’t be such occasions in the future.

 

“This is all thanks to Boss.”

 

Ziel tilted his head in confusion.

 

“Why? I’ve never been involved with snack-selling booths.”

 

“Oh come on, there you go being modest again. You know what I mean. During last semester’s Exchange Tournament, all the Family Heads came because of Boss, right? It’s the same this time too. Plus, it seems like the reaction to our performance has really spread?”

 

Just then, two students in line ahead of them were mentioning the First Years’ performance.

 

“Did you see the First Years’ performance? I heard it was insane?”

 

“What was so great about it?”

 

“My father came earlier and saw it, you know? He said it was really unbelievable. Just the best?”

 

“Really? Maybe I should go watch it later… But why did your father watch the First Year event instead of going to our Third Year event?”

 

“…That’s true? I wonder why he did that?”

 

Just as Gilbert said, they had only done the debut performance, but the rumors had already spread everywhere.

 

Listening for a moment, he could hear mentions of the First Years’ ‘Flower of the Sword’ performance here and there.

 

“The First Year performance was insane. That teacher brought something incredible again this time.”

 

“Did you see their performance costumes? Lord Mortis designed those himself.”

 

“It combined with magic and the performance was just…”

 

“Ah, I’m so jealous. I wish we could do something like that next year. What’s with these First Years?”

 

Not only the students, but the parents’ reactions were even more heated.

 

“Did you see it? I saw it. You absolutely must see it. At first I thought I’d just go watch the kids’ cute antics, but when I actually saw it…”

 

“I haven’t felt this shocked since the Imperial Theater troupe’s performance. My goodness, a combination of swordsmanship and magic. Who could have imagined such a thing?”

 

“I heard Teacher Ziel and the children prepared desperately for this… Goodness, to think such a wonderful performance would come out.”

 

“I already had my servant secure seats. I’m definitely watching from the front row.”

 

So this is what pride feels like.

 

Ziel firmly memorized these emotions he was feeling now, not wanting to forget them.

 

His self that had been like a blank sheet of paper, revealed when the brainwashing was lifted.

 

He was writing emotions and feelings on it one by one, but it seemed it would still take some time to get used to it.

 

“Boss, we really hit it big. The kids are super happy too. They’re joyful because their hard work paid off!”

 

“Is that so. Good.”

 

“You could be a bit more happy about it.”

 

“I am very happy.”

 

“…That’s it?”

 

“Then how does one show more happiness when happy?”

 

“Uh… never mind. Oh, the line is moving pretty fast though!”

 

Fried potatoes.

 

What would they taste like, he wondered.

 

“Aren’t you Teacher Ziel?”

 

Just then, a voice came from beside him.

 

Turning his head, he saw Amos standing there with his knights.

 

“Eimus Kundel, Head of House.”

 

“We’ve met several times now, but you still address me so formally. I’m hurt, really.”

 

“It’s better to address you properly.”

 

“…You’re still as upright as bamboo.”

 

One person beside him who catches his glance.

 

“This person is….”

 

“He’s the Teaching Assistant for Sword School First Years.”

 

“My name is Gilbert! It’s an honor to meet you, Family Head!”

 

Gilbert bows his head deeply.

 

‘It’s fortunate he didn’t learn that stiffness from Teacher Ziel.’

 

He seemed to be a very well-mannered Teaching Assistant.

 

“Please take care of him, Teaching Assistant Gilbert. If our child makes any mistakes, please scold him sternly.”

 

“How could I dare… Ah, no. Student Delev does so well!”

 

“I see.”

 

Amos smiled warmly and turned his eyes back to Ziel.

 

“By the way, the performance was excellent. You’ve made our son… grow again.”

 

“You mean Student Delev Kundel. Yes. He has grown. He’s a student who grows every moment.”

 

“It was more than that, wasn’t it? The child’s skills I saw during vacation have improved tremendously. How well you must have taught him!”

 

“Yes. I taught him well.”

 

“Ah.”

 

“But it’s thanks to Student Delev Kundel’s hard work.”

 

Amos nodded with satisfaction.

 

“Perhaps he might achieve the secret garden I couldn’t reach in my generation. A new realm of Heavy Sword Technique!”

 

“Is that so. Whether Student Delev Kundel will achieve it is uncertain, but he will definitely grow well.”

 

They say praise for one’s child always feels good to hear.

 

“Thank you once again, Teacher. I’ve been wanting to meet you.”

 

Amos glanced around briefly.

 

“By any chance, do you have time?”

 

“No.”

 

“…!”

 

Ziel refuses immediately!

 

Amos hastily added.

 

“It’s not the same kind of proposal as last time. Of, of course I was planning to make that offer as well, but there’s something more important than that.”

 

“Still, now is not the time.”

 

Amos was dumbfounded.

 

Come to think of it, in recent years, the only time he had been rejected so flatly was when talking with Ziel.

 

I’m the Head of Kundel!

 

The Family Head of the Great Lord Family in the South that everyone looks up to!

 

“Perhaps… do you have other busy schedules?”

 

It was then that he asked, fuming with indignation.

 

“I need to eat fried potatoes.”

 

“Ah.”

 

“I’ve been waiting quite a while.”

 

Come to think of it, a savory scent was tickling his nose.

 

“If I leave here, I’ll have to get in line again. Isn’t that right, Gilbert?”

 

“Th, that’s right. But still, Head of Kundel… Boss, I’ll wait instead. Go have your conversation first and then eat afterwards?”

 

“No. I want to eat freshly fried ones. Fried bread doesn’t taste good when it gets cold either.”

 

“…!”

 

Right.

 

There’s no food as delicious as something freshly fried.

 

But while it was a reasonable point, given the situation, he was wondering whether he should argue back or not when.

 

“I understand. Then let’s wait together. I should try some while I’m at it too.”

 

“Is that so. Then you can go to the back there and get in line.”

 

“…Excuse me?”

 

“You can’t cut in line now. The other people waiting in line would be disadvantaged.”

 

Honesty!

 

But Ziel offered an alternative.

 

“So if you want to eat some, I’ll buy it for you instead.”

 

“Ah…”

 

Ziel nodded toward the flustered Amos.

 

“I’ll buy it. I can’t accept things from a parent, but there’s no problem with me giving you something.”

 

Amos suddenly became a parent eating fried potatoes.

 

‘I’m the head of Kundel.’

 

Amos waited for a moment with a feeling of defeat.

 

The knights beside him also had blank expressions.

 

“Um, Family Head…”

 

“Enough. Don’t say anything.”

 

“Yes.”

 

After a short while.

 

Ziel returned carrying steaming hot fried potatoes.

 

“Ooh.”

 

The wait was worth it.

 

He picked one up, dipped it in sauce, and ate it, and a savory, rich flavor spread through his mouth.

 

‘I should have them serve this at the dinner banquet when I return.’

 

Crunch crunch!

 

“You all eat some too.”

 

“Ah, yes. Thank you, Family Head! Oh, this is delicious.”

 

“The savory taste makes it perfect as a snack. There’s a lot to eat at the students’ festa these days.”

 

After the brief fried potato tasting ended.

 

Amos finally took a seat with Ziel and gave instructions to his knights.

 

“Step back for a moment.”

 

“But Family Head.”

 

“This is Teacher Ziel. And since when have I needed physical protection?”

 

“…We will follow your orders.”

 

Only after the knights had moved away to barely within sight did Amos finally open his mouth.

 

“Teacher Ziel.”

 

“Yes, Eimus Kundel, Head of House.”

 

“There was an incident last night.”

 

“Is that so.”

 

“Yes. What I’m about to tell you is confidential.”

 

“I understand.”

 

“Actually, the heir of the Siren Family changed last night.”

 

“Is that so.”

 

“Yes. As you saw in the information I provided, Remal Siren, who was acting as the actual family head, fell from power and Emil Siren took his place.”

 

It was as expected.

 

It was an extremely natural conclusion.

 

As long as Siren doesn’t disappear, if Remal disappears, Emil would fill that position.

 

“Since you’ve shown much interest in Siren, I’m informing you of this.”

 

“I see. Understood.”

 

Ziel nodded calmly.

 

Amos glanced at Ziel’s expression and nodded back, thinking as expected.

 

“I expected that reaction. You’re worried about what’s to come.”

 

He wasn’t.

 

Ziel had already forgotten.

 

He didn’t care what happened to Siren from now on.

 

Because he had dealt with the target.

 

“The political situation has become complicated now. It probably won’t affect the children, but… with Siren’s actual master changing and us being involved in it, many things will be in turmoil.”

 

“What kinds of things will change?”

 

“Many things will change. His Imperial Highness’s position, the status of our family and the Rihart Family, the weakening of Siren along with the confrontational structure between knights and mages… It’s complicated. All these situations are organically intertwined.”

 

He wasn’t particularly interested.

 

“As long as there are no problems with the students’ safety, it doesn’t matter.”

 

“Is that so. You’re truly a teacher.”

 

Amos, who had tried to entice him with this, sighed inwardly, thinking as expected.

 

‘So he really has no interest in this side of things?’

 

He didn’t know what Ziel had done after receiving the information about Siren, but no matter how he looked at it, it wasn’t Teacher Ziel.

 

‘If he were an ambitious person, he would have gotten involved long ago.’

 

In that sense, who exactly was that mysterious man?

 

No matter how he looked at it, he couldn’t understand his purpose.

 

To orchestrate such a massive affair by gathering everyone together without apparently gaining any benefit on the surface.

 

He was personally investigating, but the only response that kept coming back was that tracking was impossible.

 

“Anyway, from now on there shouldn’t be any worry about students getting hurt. Siren will stay quiet for a while.”

 

Remal was immediately escorted to the Imperial Palace.

 

It would be known once the investigation was complete, but whatever had happened to him, he had completely lost his mind.

 

He had become a person with only an empty shell remaining.

 

“Don’t worry and please take good care of the students, Teacher Ziel.”

 

“Yes, I understand.”

 

Meeting such a teacher was also fortunate.

 

‘Have the current First Years encountered the greatest fortune at the time when they need to grow most rapidly?’

 

How far would the youngest, Delev, be able to grow?

 

“Oh, and I enjoyed the performance. It was incredible. How did you make it look so much like swords…?”

 

“I taught them well.”

 

“Of course. You seem to have taught them incredibly well. Really… it would be great if you could come perform at the Imperial Palace later?”

 

“Is that so.”

 

“I’m not just saying that, I really mean it. I brought all the Knight Order Members I was planning to dispatch anyway, so those guys should start getting nervous now.”

 

Knight Order invitation.

 

It was one of the conditions set during the vacation.

 

As soon as Festa ended, the students would train with the Knight Order until their final evaluations.

 

However.

 

“Oh, there was also one unit member who really wanted to meet you, Teacher.”

 

There was one problem Ziel hadn’t anticipated.

 

“Me?”

 

“Yes. It’s someone you know well, Teacher.”

 

“Someone I know well…”

 

In that moment.

 

Ziel was overcome with a chill.

 

“…”

 

There was exactly one person.

 

The vacation home visits.

 

That very person who had accompanied him when returning to Capital Valhapen after the Kundel Family visit!

 

Who had chattered incessantly, making Ziel’s emotions fluctuate….

 

“Sir Gunter…is it?”

 

Ziel’s voice trembling, which was a rare sight!

 

“That’s right.”

 

The strength drained from Ziel’s hands.

 

“He was saying he really wanted to see Teacher?”

 

It was Gunter Redil.

 

The person who had made the former strongest Assassin, once called Specter, see the bottom of his patience.

 

“He has some things to take care of right now, so he didn’t come to Festa with us.”

 

“For now… for now that’s fortunate.”

 

“Huh? Ah. You liked that guy? Well, if he had come to today’s Festa Field Site, it would have just been trouble.”

 

While Amos was misunderstanding, Ziel was momentarily dazed.

 

Trembling hands!

 

‘This is bad.’

 

This emotion….

 

It was fear.

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