On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 179

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The Organization Collapsed on My First Day of Infiltration Episode 179

 

I Want Real Love

 

End of semester.

 

Usually, students would be excited about the upcoming vacation or struggling with upcoming exams.

 

However, the Sword School First Years were different.

 

Every day was hell.

 

“I’m dying, literally dying…”

 

“My whole body aches so much I could die…”

 

“How can they work us so mercilessly…”

 

“It’s better than Teacher Ziel though… it is better… I don’t know…”

 

They almost wished they would get injured.

 

But Ziel was a teacher who prioritized students above all else!

 

“T-Teacher, I’m really fine!”

 

“No. There’s a problem with your ankle.”

 

“It’s perfectly fine! Ack!”

 

“See. There is a problem.”

 

He never tolerated injuries.

 

All students who got hurt were discovered by Ziel, who immediately administered first aid.

 

Thanks to this, all the students appeared perfectly fine the next day and could receive training, or rather, had to receive it.

 

It was now the tenth day.

 

The students’ complexions were dying more each day.

 

However, as compensation, their skills were clearly improving.

 

“I did it! I succeeded in a counterattack too!”

 

Yurio cheered.

 

And on the same day.

 

“I, I did it too!”

 

Maris also let out a scream of joy.

 

Following Delev and Celia, these two had also succeeded in counterattacking against Knight Order Members!

 

And they were Official Knight Order Members at that.

 

Even though they had sparred while going easy and matching their level, it was still a huge achievement!

 

Rather, the expressions of the Knight Order Members who had been counterattacked were souring.

 

“…These kids are no joke.”

 

“Huh.”

 

In truth, the counterattacks were nothing more than grazes or light taps.

 

However, their significance was great.

 

None of the invited Knight Order Members had thought they would allow ‘students’ to land counterattacks.

 

It would have been the same even if their opponents were upperclassmen!

 

“This… doesn’t seem like a matter of level.”

 

Several Knights noticed.

 

The students’ level was high for First Years, but still incomparable to the Knight Order Members.

 

Yet they had succeeded in counterattacking…

 

‘It seems like they’ve frequently experienced attacks faster and stronger than themselves.’

 

That was as far as it went.

 

They couldn’t imagine that the students had achieved such results by training against High-Output Magic Dolls.

 

Through repeated training, one could achieve results beyond their current level in specific areas!

 

‘Faster than expected.’

 

Ziel nodded with satisfaction as he watched the First Years’ training.

 

Ziel hadn’t just been observing either.

 

After all the training was finished, he provided individual goal adjustments in addition to the Knight Order Members’ feedback.

 

“Student Ann Peshwa. Your footwork was slow in today’s training. You need to pay more attention. Tomorrow, you’ll also do Lower Body Strength Training.”

 

“Student Quantus Hopel. Your strength and speed are sufficient, but think more before you move. Think at least twice before moving.”

 

“Student Delev Kundel, and Student Celia Rihart. I’ll give you both common feedback. You seem to keep paying attention to each other. Focus only on your own training.”

 

Ziel’s observational skills were still frightening.

 

To watch all of that while nearly 100 people were training simultaneously.

 

“…How on earth did you know that.”

 

“Delev, the teacher said to stop looking at Celia.”

 

“Shut up, Kus.”

 

Just ten days.

 

In that time, the students were growing at a frightening pace that they could feel themselves.

 

Movements that didn’t work yesterday worked today, and movements that were difficult today unfolded much more easily tomorrow.

 

The Knight Order Members’ intense training.

 

This was the result of adding Ziel’s clear and detailed curriculum to that foundation.

 

Of course-

 

“Hah, today’s feedback is finally over.”

 

“I’m dying… to think that if I go sleep and open my eyes, it’ll immediately be tomorrow…”

 

“Should I just sleep here?”

 

“Winter’s coming soon. Your mouth will freeze.”

 

“Ah.”

 

The fortunate thing was that they could rest one day a week!

 

And while he worked them hard, he also gave appropriate rest periods in between.

 

‘He pushes them right to the limit without overdoing it. What an incredible curriculum.’

 

Eleven days.

 

Today as well, Amos and Daren came out to the auditorium and clicked their tongues in amazement.

 

Ziel knew each student’s individual limits completely.

 

So the training intensity was slightly different for each student.

 

Though it was group training, in reality it was almost at the level of customized training!

 

To others, it was an almost fanatically customized curriculum.

 

‘If we applied this individual training system to our Knight Order… it would be tremendously helpful in many ways.’

 

Amos’s desire began burning once again.

 

But nothing was more torturous than an unattainable desire.

 

He couldn’t think of any way to entice Ziel.

 

More than anything else, hadn’t he refused even His Imperial Highness’s proposal?

 

‘How could I possibly convince such a person?’

 

Right beside him, Daren was caught up in the same worry.

 

He desperately wanted a teacher who could create such a curriculum and help people develop.

 

But like Amos, he couldn’t see a way forward!

 

“You two have come again today.”

 

Ziel, who appeared just then, asked.

 

“I remember you saying you’d only watch the first day and leave.”

 

“Ahem. That’s what we said. But how could a parent’s heart be like that?”

 

“So that’s how a parent’s heart works.”

 

“Teacher, you’ll understand too when you marry and have children later.”

 

“Is that so. I haven’t thought about it yet.”

 

Just then, a good idea occurred to both Amos and Daren.

 

“Um, Teacher. If it’s alright with you, I could…”

 

“Teacher, I know a very fine Noble Family…”

 

Their words overlapped and cut off, and the two glared at each other.

 

‘They’re both doing similar things at the same time.’

 

That’s how it looked to Ziel as well.

 

“You two seem close today as well.”

 

“We’re not!”

 

“What a hurtful thing to say!”

 

Vehement denial!

 

Ziel recalled a phrase he had read in a Book.

 

“I’ve heard that excessive denial is affirmation.”

 

“Absolutely not.”

 

“I agree. Absolutely not!”

 

Their denials didn’t really resonate with Ziel.

 

“Ahem. Anyway!”

 

Amos was the one who took the initiative.

 

“Teacher, you’re of marriageable age and it’s important to start a family… would it be alright if I arranged something for you?”

 

That was probably the reason.

 

A Noble Family in a difficult situation.

 

If Teacher Ziel had been a Commoner rather than a Noble, he would have married long ago, but marriage between Nobles is ultimately a union of families!

 

Who would want to marry into a Noble Family that had already collapsed and had only one person left?

 

Especially when his profession was just an Academy Teacher, nothing particularly impressive.

 

Until recently, he had even been a Liberal Arts Instructor.

 

‘If there’s no way, you just have to make one!’

 

It must certainly be a very important matter for Teacher Ziel too.

 

But it was also a matter he could never mention due to his pride!

 

Noble society is an utterly ruthless place for those without background.

 

“What do you mean by arrangement?”

 

As expected.

 

He’s pretending not to know once for the sake of his pride.

 

“Why, a marriage arrangement of course, Teacher. If I guarantee the marriage, young ladies from most noble families would show interest.”

 

To Amos, it seemed like Ziel was pondering a little.

 

It was clear since someone who always answered immediately was acting like this.

 

But Ziel was asking about something else.

 

“Then would that be love?”

 

“Pardon?”

 

“If I marry someone introduced like that, I don’t think it would be love.”

 

“Uh…”

 

It was bewildering.

 

He hadn’t expected this kind of answer.

 

‘He’s considering love?’

 

Is he some kind of romantic?

 

“I understand that marriage is something people who love each other do.”

 

That’s the dictionary definition.

 

But is love really a concept that works in noble society?

 

“Teacher, love is something that naturally develops as you live, isn’t it? And who knows? You might fall in love when you meet a very beautiful partner. That’s what love is like.”

 

“I don’t think that would happen.”

 

“…”

 

“I’ll marry when I find someone I love. I decline your proposal.”

 

Amos, blocked at a completely unexpected point, was just dumbfounded.

 

Even Daren, who was watching from the side, was too flustered to mock him for his predicament.

 

‘Teacher Ziel was a romantic!’

 

But he had to acknowledge that principle of his.

 

When none other than the Head of Kundel was offering to guarantee and arrange a marriage, he rejected it?

 

Suddenly, Amos came to his senses.

 

‘This is a declaration of intent.’

 

Rejecting the marriage proposal was just an excuse!

 

This made it certain.

 

Teacher Ziel had essentially made his position as a teacher crystal clear.

 

‘He’s a true teacher. He’s saying he will never get personally involved with parents.’

 

Of course, it was a misunderstanding.

 

‘I can’t understand it. How can they marry like that?’

 

No matter how much Ziel thought about the noble ways that Amos had described, he couldn’t comprehend it.

 

Except for his very early childhood, Ziel had lived his entire life as an assassin and had only now gained a new life.

 

So he wanted to try all the things he had never been able to do.

 

One of those dreams was precisely—

 

“I want to experience true love, Eimus Kundel, Head of House.”

 

“…!”

 

Amos was shocked.

 

Such a powerful declaration of intent!

 

‘This is what a true teacher is like….’

 

Amos had no choice but to nod.

 

“I understand, Teacher Ziel. I comprehend what you’re saying. I’ll consider the proposal never happened.”

 

“Yes. I understand. Then, I’ll be going now. One of the students has been injured.”

 

Daren clicked his tongue as he watched Ziel’s retreating figure.

 

‘So this is how he declares his intent. I don’t feel bad about it.’

 

If he had been rejected without knowing what kind of person Teacher Ziel was, he would have been furious, but now it was the opposite.

 

“He’s an amazing teacher.”

 

Daren also seemed to notice this and nodded beside him.

 

“That’s right. Amazing indeed. Who would have thought it would be that kind of rejection.”

 

Without realizing it, their opinions aligned once again!

 

Anyway, it seemed he would have to give up on trying to take Ziel.

 

But as they say, a chicken instead of a pheasant.

 

There was one friend who caught his eye.

 

“Hooh.”

 

A man who was a top-tier expert even within the Knight Order, engaging in sparring that didn’t fall behind Sir Gunter.

 

It was the Teaching Assistant.

 

“Hahahaha! Teacher Gilbert! Your thrust is good today! Then I’ll go in too! Oh, did you know! Mmph! My sword was specially commissioned by my father from a famous forge, and this sword hilt! Has our family’s! Gem! Embedded! In it!”

 

“Just shut up and let’s spar!”

 

“My mouth won’t stop?! Hahaha! Oh my! You’re coming in hard! You need to maintain your composure!”

 

Daren clicked his tongue.

 

“Is that guy still like that?”

 

“…If Sir Gunter would just shut his mouth and focus on swordsmanship, he’d be stronger than he is now.”

 

“That’s why he’s like that, isn’t it? I’ve never seen someone who literally fights with their mouth before.”

 

No, wait.

 

Amos thought differently.

 

Maybe that mouth that destroys the opponent’s composure is actually the most powerful weapon?

 

“But that Teaching Assistant is no pushover either. That guy has pretty good skills, doesn’t he?”

 

“More than good.”

 

Gunter’s skills were good enough that he could confidently send him to Ziel.

 

To be able to stand against such a Gunter without falling behind…

 

“Argh! That damn mouth!”

 

“An opening! Hahaha! This is what they call catching someone off guard! Today I succeeded in attacking first! Oh, did you know? When you get hit in the shoulder, it aches all day, but surprisingly, if you rub the neck area, that pain goes away? You didn’t know that, did you? Surprised, aren’t you?”

 

“Boss! Please save me!”

 

…Though he seemed to be struggling because of that guy’s mouth.

 

In any case, he had good skills.

 

Good enough to be immediately useful if brought to the Knight Order.

 

‘No, no. He’s under Teacher Ziel, so let’s not upset him by poaching people.’

 

Scouting proposals have their proper time, place, and circumstances.

 

Amos held back for now.

 

Meanwhile.

 

‘He’s definitely grown.’

 

Confirming that Gilbert’s skills were improving, Ziel chewed thoughtfully in a good mood.

 

“Boss! Boss! For a different sparring partner… Ugh!”

 

“Today’s sparring is my victory! Ah, this reminds me of my first sparring match! My first sparring opponent was my father, and I got properly hit by father’s thrust and couldn’t get up for quite a while!”

 

“I said I’m not curious!”

 

Then suddenly.

 

He caught a familiar scent and turned his head.

 

It was outside the auditorium.

 

He had deployed the Polar Night Breathing Technique to check on the students’ condition, and someone had been caught by those senses.

 

It wasn’t just one person.

 

There were as many as three of them.

 

A very familiar scent.

 

“I’m envious…”

 

“Lord Mortis, Kundel, and even Rihart…”

 

“These First Years won’t have any worries until graduation…”

 

Elcanto.

 

Merhen.

 

And even Idel.

 

The Sword School Professor Trio were looking into the auditorium with gazes full of envy.

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