On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 176

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The Organization Collapsed on My First Day of Infiltration Episode 176

 

Stay for a Moment

 

The ‘titles’ for Knights are usually organized into Apprentice Knights and Official Knights.

 

Among them, outstanding Knights usually obtain the position of Grand Knight, and among those, particularly exceptional ones are finally called ‘Imperial Knights’.

 

There is one important factor that determines the titles of such Knights.

 

Precisely the grade of Swordsmanship!

 

‘If it’s upper Worker grade… you’re saying you’ll make us almost 4th Year, no, 5th Year level?’

 

‘There are kids among us who aren’t even Worker grade to begin with…’

 

Worker.

 

Expert.

 

Master.

 

Broadly speaking, three stages.

 

And within those, they’re divided into lower, middle, and upper grades.

 

In that sense, the goal Ziel presented was truly not just high but like Mount Tai.

 

“…”

 

However, not a single person hesitated and failed to raise their hand.

 

Even Celia, who always asks when she has questions.

 

Because they’d already fallen for this pattern of Ziel’s several times!

 

‘We ended up achieving it, probably?’

 

Celia recalled the various goals Ziel had presented so far.

 

They were always outrageous.

 

At least at the point when those goals were presented.

 

But they achieved them all.

 

No, they ended up being achieved.

 

Because Ziel made it happen that way.

 

“Um… but there are still kids among us who aren’t Worker grade yet… like me.”

 

Entering Worker grade in just one year is already no easy task, but advancing to upper Worker grade?

 

It’s an impossible thing.

 

Considering the established stages of Swordsmanship and the average speed of that growth, it’s nonsensical!

 

“Why do you think it can’t be done, Student Ellie Demicus?”

 

“Uh… that’s just common sense…”

 

“Then Student Ellie Demicus will become someone who destroys common sense.”

 

But Ziel was prophesying again this time too.

 

A 100% prophecy that would definitely come true!

 

“Student Ellie Demicus, let me ask you something.”

 

“Yes, Teacher.”

 

“What do you think upper Worker-class is?”

 

“Uh… well, I understand it as a stage equivalent to Expert level where you can infuse the amount of mana you want into your sword.”

 

Lower Worker-class can infuse mana into swords but in an unstable state.

 

Middle Worker-class can contain mana but control is difficult.

 

Upper Worker-class finally becomes able to control the amount of that mana and freely infuse mana into swords.

 

“Right. You explained it accurately. That stage is exactly what you all should aim for.”

 

Eventually Celia asked on behalf of everyone.

 

“But Teacher, looking back at all the goals you’ve presented so far, they were all sufficiently possible in the short term… but this seems like a fundamental issue that won’t be easy.”

 

Then she glanced at Delev once and spoke carefully.

 

“I did enter lower-class myself, but reaching upper-class seems like it would require being at least a fourth year.”

 

“Student Celia Rihart, do you really think so?”

 

“Yes. I suppose…”

 

“Then let’s think about it this way. How did Student Ellie Demicus just describe the definition of upper Worker-class?”

 

“A stage equivalent to Expert level where you can infuse the amount of mana you want into your sword.”

 

“Then we aim for that stage. If you reach that stage, doesn’t that mean you become upper Worker-class?”

 

“…”

 

Celia didn’t understand.

 

‘What is he talking about…’

 

The essential condition for upper Worker-class!

 

That’s the ability to control mana and infuse it into a sword.

 

Of course that alone isn’t enough, but anyway once you achieve that, usually the other conditions are also satisfied…

 

‘Wait.’

 

Celia recalled the classes she had taken this semester.

 

Magic Doll Sparring.

 

And mana cultivation.

 

‘They’re all related to mana.’

 

They repeatedly emitted and recovered mana to increase their mana capacity.

 

And that mana was refined through countless uses in magic doll sparring.

 

In the process, their level improved dramatically without them realizing it, earning praise from Father.

 

There were even students who learned to channel mana into their swords while sparring with magic dolls.

 

‘And Teacher always… presented concrete goals, even if they seemed impossible.’

 

This feeling of almost understanding!

 

What Ziel was talking about was exactly…

 

“I said the goal was to reach upper Worker level, but the actual goal I’m presenting to you is ‘the method to freely channel mana into your sword.'”

 

Ziel didn’t present the realm of Worker level as the goal.

 

He presented the essential ‘condition’ needed to achieve that realm as the goal.

 

“Reaching this condition should be possible for everyone. What’s important isn’t the grade of the realm, but what you can actually do.”

 

“…!”

 

Delev felt like he’d been struck.

 

Realms.

 

They were a kind of guarantee check that divided hierarchies and proved one’s worth.

 

Channel mana into your sword and you’re a Worker.

 

Become able to emit mana and you’re an Expert.

 

And beyond all that, reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship and you’re a Master.

 

All the students naturally obsessed over these realms as if it were obvious, competitively comparing themselves to each other.

 

“At first you said Worker level…”

 

“I said you would acquire those conditions, Student Karen Aswan.”

 

Ziel’s explanation continued.

 

“Worker, Expert, Master. These are merely arbitrarily divided realms or levels. It’s not like Workers can’t defeat Experts.”

 

It wasn’t wrong.

 

The probability was just extremely low, that was the problem.

 

However, hearing what followed, they couldn’t help but be convinced.

 

“You’ve already proven yourselves in the exchange tournament and two practical sessions.”

 

“…!”

 

“Just because you reach a certain level doesn’t mean enemy swords will avoid you, and just because you rise to Expert rank doesn’t mean Walker-level opponents will drop their swords and flee.”

 

Ziel added.

 

“What’s important is how you grow and how you develop your swordsmanship. Remember that.”

 

Everyone seemed to have realized something, as the auditorium fell quiet for a while.

 

Students each lost in their own thoughts!

 

Especially top students like Delev, Celia, and Yurio seemed greatly shocked.

 

‘Not the level itself…’

 

‘What can I do. As expected, Teacher is…’

 

‘Teacher has reached Master rank. But even so, he says things like that…’

 

Above all, it was convincing.

 

“I’m fully convinced, Teacher!”

 

“Student Quantus Hopel, would you tell me the reason?”

 

“Because you’re Master rank, Teacher!”

 

Nod.

 

This time, everyone agreed with Quantus’s words.

 

But Ziel was the only exception.

 

“Wrong.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“I’m beyond that.”

 

“…”

 

Ziel firmly correcting them!

 

The First Years thought.

 

Maybe those words might not be wrong!

 

‘Why would someone like that be at the Academy?’

 

Of course, there were still unresolved questions.

 

Actually, trying to figure it out would be exhausting.

 

To analyze that, Ziel’s abilities were all full of mysteries!

 

The students were simply happy about the fact that they were being taught by such a person.

 

“The classes that half of you have been taking this semester are also part of the process to achieve that condition.”

 

As expected.

 

It was just as Celia had predicted.

 

“Teacher, we haven’t… taken your class.”

 

The person who raised their hand was one of the unfortunate students who had failed in the course registration war at the beginning of this semester.

 

Ziel nodded.

 

“I know. For those students, you’ll enter ‘special classes’ starting next semester.”

 

Regret began to creep in for asking unnecessarily.

 

Students who didn’t know the situation asked with puzzled faces.

 

“Special classes? What’s that?”

 

“They exist. You’ll know once you experience them.”

 

“Is it an amazing class?”

 

“Yeah. In many ways.”

 

To summarize, it was like this.

 

The goal was to freely imbue mana into the sword.

 

It was one of the conditions for upper-level Workers, but what Ziel emphasized wasn’t the realm but swordsmanship itself!

 

“Think only about honing swordsmanship and mana. What’s important isn’t the realm, but how you use what you’ve learned.”

 

“Yes!”

 

Ziel nodded at the resounding response.

 

“Now I’ll explain the plan going forward. First, inviting the Knight Order.”

 

It was strong from the start.

 

Inviting the Knight Order!

 

“There’s one month and five days left until the end of the semester. All of you will receive special training from the Kundel and Rihart Knights during that period.”

 

Various reactions burst out.

 

“Amazing, amazing! Did you hear? Kundel and Rihart!”

 

“No way! Really? Really?”

 

“Wow… I’m getting goosebumps.”

 

Students who didn’t know what to do with their joy.

 

“…We’re dead.”

 

“Yeah. We’re dead. For real this time.”

 

Students imagining how intense it would be to bring the best knight orders for guest classes in just 35 short days.

 

‘Delev, our family has a knight order too.’

 

Celia feeling smug.

 

“I definitely thought they were only inviting our family’s knight order….”

 

Even Delev muttering blankly as if he’d been caught off guard.

 

“You will systematically spar according to the curriculum I’ve designed and receive feedback on it. Don’t forget. Sparring with opponents stronger than you can continuously help you improve.”

 

“Yes!”

 

Still, mostly positive reactions!

 

Not just any knight orders, but Kundel and Rihart!

 

In terms of prestige, the knight orders of two great families that rivaled the Imperial Knights were coming to the Academy.

 

However.

 

“Since this targets all First Years, we’ll organize special classes. The time will be from 7 PM to 11 PM after dinner.”

 

A shocking schedule came along with it.

 

“It’s no different from…performance practice….”

 

“We’re screwed….”

 

There would be no rest until vacation.

 

On top of that, students joining the knight camp during vacation couldn’t rest at all.

 

No matter how much students wanted to become knights, kids were still kids.

 

But no student here could dare complain about lack of rest.

 

One single question about this entire situation!

 

“T-Teacher. But how did you invite both families’ knight orders…?”

 

“I requested it.”

 

“Pardon?”

 

“So they accepted.”

 

Ziel answering plainly as always.

 

With that, the First Years’ goal was decided.

 

Sometime next year.

 

You reach the stage where you can freely weave mana into your sword.

 

The level doesn’t matter.

 

Just as Ziel had taught the students and proven by defeating even 2nd Years, 3rd Years, and even 4th Years.

 

“For the remaining month, do your best to perform well.”

 

The sudden assembly of the First Years brought great shock, joy, and anticipation.

 

Delev and Celia’s shoulders rising high was a bonus!

 

But there was still one thing Ziel hadn’t mentioned yet.

 

“And there’s one more thing to announce.”

 

The invitation from the Knight Orders of the Two Great Families!

 

The news that would make that announcement seem like nothing.

 

“You’ve received an Imperial invitation.”

 

“U-us?”

 

“Yes. You’ve received an invitation from the Imperial Palace to perform ‘Flower of the Sword.'”

 

This time everyone was swept up in shock.

 

Our performance was that good?

 

‘I knew we did really well, but…’

 

‘His Imperial Highness came to our last performance and watched, then surely!’

 

‘Is this real? An Imperial invitation?’

 

“This is a matter directly requested by His Imperial Highness Prince Dietrich Valdrain.”

 

And then came a very Ziel-like statement.

 

“But I didn’t accept right away.”

 

“Why, why not! It’s absolutely a must!”

 

“Exactly! Teacher, we want to go!”

 

“The performance wasn’t done by me. It was done by you all. I assembled you to ask for your opinions first. The performance date is right after the break.”

 

There was no way there would be any other opinion.

 

Everyone cheered.

 

“The Imperial Palace, the Imperial Palace! Does this make sense?”

 

“I thought only the Imperial Theater Troupe performed at the Imperial Palace? We’re going to perform!”

 

“Does that mean His Imperial Majesty will watch too? Wow…”

 

“This is the glory of our families!”

 

They cheered and went wild.

 

Though there was someone who remained calm amidst all this.

 

‘So that means from now until vacation, we’ll be training with the Knight Order until we drop dead… and practicing for the performance too?’

 

Delev’s hands trembling!

 

“Delev, did you hear? The Imperial Palace!”

 

“Uh, yeah.”

 

“Isn’t it unbelievable! But why do you look like that?”

 

“It’s nothing…”

 

Ziel was satisfied with the students’ reaction.

 

“Then, I’ll take it as unanimous agreement and convey your participation. That’s all.”

 

“Yessss!”

 

Students who couldn’t contain their joy!

 

“Boss, the kids are incredibly happy.”

 

“Mm. The anticipation that an Imperial Palace performance brings must be great.”

 

“Of course! It’s the Imperial Palace! Aren’t you excited, Boss?”

 

“Personally, there’s nothing I’m looking forward to.”

 

As expected of Boss.

 

‘Even among these excited students, he alone maintains his composure!’

 

But Gilbert was mistaken.

 

Ziel truly had nothing to look forward to.

 

Since he had already been there several times.

 

“That’s all, dismissed.”

 

“Yes! We’ll enjoy the snacks!”

 

And Ziel’s business wasn’t finished yet.

 

“Student Karen Aswan. Stay behind for a moment.”

 

“Me? Why?”

 

“Yes. I have something to give you.”

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