On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 209

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The Organization Collapsed on My First Day of Infiltration Episode 209

20-Hour Challenge (2)

Training that had continued for 10 hours!

“Huff, haah. Whoa.”

“Hheuk, huff.”

Both Gilbert and Kelvin were exhausted to the point of death.

There was only one person who wasn’t tired.

Only Ziel, who was teaching them.

What was amazing was that Ziel had also used his body just as much as the other two, demonstrating and directly sparring with them.

Yet he hadn’t shed a single drop of sweat and his breathing was naturally fine.

“What kind of scene is this?”

The Vice Mayor was watching from a distance with mesmerized eyes.

He had come thinking he might strike up a conversation to get acquainted in advance, but he ended up watching for 2 hours without realizing it due to the incredible scene.

“Um, Vice Mayor. It’s cold today. You’ll catch a cold at this rate.”

A servant spoke carefully, unable to watch any longer, but the Vice Mayor remained unmoved.

“I-I’m fine. I want to keep watching, so don’t worry about it.”

He was completely captivated.

That strange and mystical scene!

Even though they had taken breaks in between, they had been training for 10 hours now, and both the teacher and students were moving their bodies without the slightest hesitation.

It was even the middle of winter.

Considering the fierce cold wind of the Western Region, this wasn’t easy, and though they had lit several campfires nearby, that was really…

‘Teacher Ziel doesn’t even show signs of struggling.’

In winters like this, even the City Hall security guards would cancel training or only do short sessions before going inside.

That was one of the reasons they had been able to rent out that training ground for 20 hours today.

“They even ate their meals hastily in between… How can they possibly do that?”

There were many questions, but he didn’t try to understand.

There were too many incomprehensible things.

When things beyond the scope of understanding come flooding in, one tends to give up on understanding.

The person called Ziel was exactly like that.

‘He was an impossible person to begin with. I heard both princes are showing interest in him…’

The man who left one speechless in many ways, Ziel Steelheart!

Of course, he was also currently earning the real-time hatred of two people.

‘Boss, I hate you…’

‘Master, I don’t like you…’

“Kelvin’s movements have been corrected to some degree now.”

And he was also the man who had forcibly corrected Kelvin’s swordsmanship movements that had been built up and fixed for over 20 years.

“M-m-my arm.”

“Your arm?”

“I-it feels like it’s going to fall off.”

“Doesn’t matter. If it falls off, I’ll put it back on.”

A man colder than this harsh winter!

“B-b-boss.”

“What’s wrong with you, Gilbert?”

“I-i-it’s cold.”

“I’m not cold.”

“…”

Of course, after saying that, Ziel infused mana into Gilbert’s body.

“Whoa, it suddenly became warm.”

“Now you can train.”

“…”

He should have just endured it and frozen to death.

No wait.

For some reason, it seemed like Boss would revive even a frozen person and make them train.

“It’s sparring time. The condition is whether your back touches the ground.”

“I-is there no surrender?”

“I don’t know why, but I felt like you would shout surrender as soon as we started, so I didn’t include it in the conditions.”

“…”

He was even perceptive.

“I won’t tolerate deliberately falling down.”

Shing.

Gilbert eventually drew his sword again.

A subtle tension began to rise.

Kelvin.

When he first saw him, he was an inefficient guy who only had strength, but many things had changed during the 10 hours of training.

First, the speed of his sword had clearly changed.

This was the result of ‘modifying’ the length of his sword on the spot and Ziel continuously providing feedback on his movements.

Of course, it was very, very harsh.

‘I want to die.’

Kelvin really wanted to just fall asleep like this.

But he was too timid to say it.

“Kelvin. Before training, you were several levels below Gilbert. But if you fight now, it will feel different.”

Amid all this, he heard unbelievable words, but Kelvin raised his sword for now.

Kelvin also had mana infused by Ziel, so it was an equal condition.

‘But how does he infuse mana into a person’s body?’

He was curious but was too introverted to ask.

Anyway.

“Begin.”

Clang!

The sparring began.

Gilbert hesitated at the unexpectedly powerful force.

‘This is incredible.’

What Ziel had taught for 10 hours could be defined in one sentence:

How to properly use strength.

The conditions to become strong were already there from the beginning.

But the sword that had been swung haphazardly during mercenary life.

Weapons that were excessively long and large.

And movements without form.

Just correcting those on the spot and making him familiar with them made such a difference!

As Ziel said, Kelvin had been several levels below Gilbert until 10 hours ago.

But now that his sword length and movements had been corrected.

Clang!

Gilbert was finally forced to step back from the clashing force.

He still wasn’t stronger than Gilbert.

However, it was enough to give Gilbert a sense of crisis.

‘He’s strong. Not just his strength, but his movements have become much more concise. Did he realize the point of applying force?’

Ziel’s harsh education!

The lesson that had continued for 10 hours at a much higher intensity than with the students was finally bearing fruit.

Could one become this strong just by perfectly correcting what was wrong?

‘Then how strong will this guy become?’

Clang! Clank!

Relentless, continuous attacks!

The great swordsmanship that had been the epitome of inefficiency became terrifyingly powerful after shortening the sword’s length and going through an efficiency process.

Gilbert’s swordsmanship alone was at mid-level Expert or higher.

Definitely worthy of being called a Grand Knight.

For a Crow, he certainly possessed clear talent.

Gilbert had also been low-level.

However, after meeting Ziel, he had risen to mid-level.

Kelvin had gone through the exact same process, and was now on the verge of reaching mid-level!

Clang, clang!

‘This guy is strong.’

Kelvin also fully recognized that Gilbert was strong.

Definitely stronger than himself.

However, he wasn’t overwhelmingly strong to the point of being unbeatable.

That fact was igniting the timid Kelvin.

Of course, being too timid, he did shout this out.

“I will definitely win!”

“…?”

Since these words came out after silently swinging his sword the whole time, while Gilbert was confused, Ziel actually nodded.

“Good attitude. Do it with the mindset of defeating your opponent.”

Gilbert’s jealousy boiled up!

‘Please praise me too!’

Thanks to that jealousy, Gilbert began his counterattack!

Clang!

“Gasp!”

Gilbert had learned far more from Ziel.

Starting from minor corrections to swordsmanship, how to swing a sword concisely, at what points to counterattack, and so on.

The countless harsh training sessions that had taken place!

Above all, the sparring with that talkative Gunter was unexpectedly proving to be a great help in the current match.

Namely, concentration!

‘Strong. Concise and fast.’

Then Kelvin had a question.

‘Just how strong is Master?’

Clang!

Master level?

Clang!

Or even higher than that?

‘Does such a level even exist?’

While he was lost in thought.

“Your concentration is dropping.”

Along with Ziel’s voice, he hastily readjusted his sword grip, but—

Slash.

Gilbert’s strike that pierced through that gap cut his arm, making him stagger, and the following kick finally brought him down.

It was Kelvin’s defeat.

“Huff. Whew.”

Gilbert felt relieved.

If he hadn’t exploited that opening, this sparring match would have continued much longer.

“Well done, Gilbert.”

He heard the praise he had been waiting for.

“Your swordsmanship has improved greatly.”

“Boss…”

“Do you feel that you’ve become stronger than before?”

“Yes.”

Though he hated to admit it, the sparring with Gunter had definitely helped.

“Good. Continue training like that from now on. Then you can rise to Master level.”

“Yes!”

“Then continue.”

“Yes?”

“Continue sparring.”

What is he talking about.

The sparring just ended, didn’t it?

“Kelvin, you get up too.”

“M-Master, th-the wound.”

“Wounds can be healed.”

Ziel lightly tapped Kelvin’s thick forearm with his finger.

‘Crazy.’

Then the bleeding stopped.

One more touch and the pain stopped too.

Ziel tightly wrapped a bandage around it to finish.

“There won’t be any problems until the promised time. If you want better results in sparring, concentrate more. Then you can reduce injuries.”

“…”

“You’ll spar 5 more times from now on. And for the remaining time…”

Ziel looked at both of them alternately before adding.

“You two and I will spar simultaneously.”

It wasn’t mountain beyond mountain, but an endless ocean beyond the mountain.

* * *

Finally.

Thud.

“P-please spare me…”

The 20-hour lesson was finished.

Both collapsed simultaneously as soon as the time ended.

An incredible battle of endurance!

If Ziel hadn’t infused them with mana intermittently, they would have certainly died, whether from exhaustion or freezing.

But they were alive.

‘Is this the will to live?’

Even during that dangerous mercenary life, there weren’t many crises like this.

This feeling of truly realizing you’re alive!

It felt somewhat rewarding.

And he could definitely feel that he had become stronger.

But most surprising of all was Master, who didn’t look tired at all!

‘He’s the strongest among all the people I’ve seen. No, maybe even including all the people I’ll see in the future.’

Gilbert was having similar thoughts.

‘Could Boss win even if 10 Master-level fighters came?’

That unknowable strength!

Strength so immense that he couldn’t even think of surpassing it—Gilbert once again pledged his loyalty inwardly today.

“Everyone worked hard. Now go inside, wash up, and have your meal.”

Would they be able to wash?

Wouldn’t they fall asleep while bathing?

What was more frightening was tomorrow.

Usually, the day after such lessons, the muscles throughout the entire body would scream to the point where you could barely move.

“B-Boss, you worked hard too…”

“That’s right. I worked the hardest.”

“….”

In the midst of this, Kelvin expressed his gratitude in a loud voice.

“Th, thank you. Master!”

“Mm. Come find me if you need lessons in the future. I’ll even give you a discount sometimes when I’m in a good mood.”

2,000 cel per hour.

Kelvin realized something while taking the lesson.

‘It’s absolutely, absolutely not expensive.’

To learn this much for 40,000 cel?

For this level, he could have paid 400,000, no, 4 million cel.

Even if he had to scrape it together somehow.

‘He said he was an Academy teacher, right? Then going to the Capital might be an option.’

Big Sword Kelvin.

It was the moment when the most famous mercenary in the Western Region was considering relocating.

‘Or maybe I could get a job at the Academy… Then I could keep taking lessons from Master.’

And he was even considering changing careers!

Anyway, the two of them staggered away, guided by servants to wash up.

Ziel watched their retreating figures with a proud expression.

“Both of them became stronger than before the lesson.”

It was an obvious statement.

He had put them through 20 hours of training.

“If we had done 4 more hours, it would have been 24 hours.”

Ziel seemed regretful, as if it was a shame!

‘Now I’ll go to the black market, stop by the Deshaf Family, and then the Western Region trip will be finished when I return.’

When he returned, he would become a model for the new collection as promised to Mortis.

Then the vacation would end and the new semester would begin.

He needed to plan the lesson curriculum and prepare for classes, but there was plenty of time.

However.

Among all those tasks, there was one thing that had to be done first and was most important.

“I’m hungry.”

It was eating.

To be precise, it was eating a lot.

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