On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 213

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The Organization Collapsed on My First Day of Infiltration Episode 213

Massive Shock (1)

Physical training continued.

Without rest.

Elcanto thought he’d rather be chased by magical beasts.

Ziel was terrifying.

“Keep running.”

“I, I, I can’t run anymore!”

“No, it’s possible. From what I can see, you can run for another 30 minutes.”

“Aaaahhhhh!”

Gilbert swung his sword beside them, listening to that scream.

Ziel had really good eyes too.

While running with Elcanto, he didn’t forget to guide Gilbert.

“Gilbert, the finishing point of your downward strike keeps changing slightly. Focus.”

How on earth could he see that?

With that lifelong mystery in mind, Gilbert earnestly practiced his downward strikes.

‘He said to rest.’

That rest was one day!

Of course, he agreed with the need to get stronger.

Gilbert had a goal.

To get back at the organization from his Crow days, ‘Red Shadow’.

Trying to kill him just for looking at one document.

‘Wait, you damn bastards. I’ll definitely reach Master level and sweep you all away.’

At least he wanted to definitely deal with the leader who gave the orders.

It was also for the organization.

For the organization that Boss would lead to grow in the future, the Crows had to be dealt with too!

Boss didn’t know about this radical plan yet.

But he planned to tell him someday.

Another day passed like that, and it was the final training day.

“Today is the final training, Professor Elcanto Paredes. So if you continue the training you did today during the remaining vacation and going forward, that will be fine. If you repeat the routine I taught you for one semester, you’ll definitely secure sufficient physical strength.”

“…”

“You’re not answering.”

“I was just thinking about running away.”

“That won’t do. I’ll stop you.”

He already knew he couldn’t escape.

‘Still, it feels like my stamina increased after doing it twice.’

He could definitely run longer and more than the first time.

There was also the fact that Ziel had injected mana in between to speed up recovery, but anyway, it was increasing.

Even if it wasn’t dramatic, if this accumulated, there would definitely be dramatic stamina improvement.

Moving to the next level would come after sufficient stamina was built up.

And the most decisive change!

“The left and right sides of your face have decreased by another 2cm compared to the first day.”

“Oh! Really?”

“Yes. Your waist circumference has also changed. You’ve lost a lot of weight.”

Hellish cardio training!

With strength training added on top, there was no way the weight wouldn’t come off.

In fact, Elcanto lost 4kg in just 5 days.

‘I should be grateful to Teacher Ziel.’

But he felt like he was dying.

“Today we’ll run at increased speed.”

Ah.

‘I’m really dead.’

“And I’ll check your heart rate.”

Was he going to put his hand on his heart while running?

“How do you do that?”

“I can just hear it.”

“…”

With the Polar Night Breathing Technique activated, Ziel could hear not only the heartbeat but all the minute sounds from inside the body.

“Then, let’s start.”

The running began.

Gilbert swinging his sword beside them.

‘Why am I here?’

He belatedly realized and wondered, but it was too late.

After the promised five days of training were completed, Elcanto collapsed from exhaustion.

But why was it?

This proud feeling!

“I did it…”

His heart pounded with the pride he felt after a long time.

Maybe it was just his heart rate going up and he was mistaken.

“You just need to keep repeating this going forward.”

“Understood, Teacher Ziel. Whew, I actually did this.”

He secretly hoped for praise, but Ziel was merciless.

“You were very lacking.”

“…”

“Lose more weight, but strengthen your muscles a lot. Professor Elcanto Paredes needs to get stronger to control the students.”

Absolutely right.

Through Ziel’s training, Elcanto realized how complacent he had been and how much his skills had deteriorated.

‘This won’t do.’

The remaining vacation.

And even after the semester started, it seemed he’d have to devote himself to training.

It was a bit different, but Gilbert also had a realization.

‘When Boss is teaching someone, I should never go looking for him.’

If you’re not careful, you fall into training hell.

Getting stronger was good, but it was exhaustingly difficult.

Of course, to deal with those ‘Red Shadow’ bastards, getting stronger was right, but…

“…But am I really weaker than the Teaching Assistant?”

“Yes.”

“…”

“Would you like to spar?”

“…”

Elcanto pondered for a moment.

In the meantime, Ziel ‘slightly’ provoked him.

“You were definitely weak before training, and you’re still weak now. But you’ll definitely be able to feel what’s changed.”

“…Let’s do it.”

Embarrassment was the winner.

From the moment he went to find his junior teacher to ask him to modify the curriculum and started getting trained, such things weren’t the problem anymore.

Shing.

Elcanto and Gilbert faced each other and drew their swords.

Clang!

In the first clash, Elcanto felt it.

‘My strength has changed.’

Compared to when fighting magic beasts, something had definitely changed.

At the same time, he discovered another fact.

‘The Teaching Assistant is really this strong?’

Teaching Assistant Gilbert with unexpected skills!

His own teaching assistant, Tiron, was at best barely above upper Worker level.

But this Teaching Assistant was…

‘How did Teacher Ziel even bring someone like this?’

He was definitely not the kind of talent who should be working as a teaching assistant.

In terms of pure swordsmanship skill alone, he was good enough to be a professor!

Clang!

Gilbert’s skill that he felt with each sword strike.

Meanwhile.

‘Ah damn, should I win? Or should I at least pretend to lose?’

Gilbert was conflicted.

But then.

“Gilbert, do your best.”

As if noticing this, Gilbert readjusted his grip on his sword at Ziel’s words.

“Hup!”

Elcanto began to be pushed back.

There was no room for embarrassment or anything else.

While feeling his own changes, he did his best to block Gilbert’s sword.

And finally-

“I lost, I lost.”

He dropped his sword to Gilbert’s strike and declared defeat.

But his expression was bright.

‘I can go higher.’

After becoming a professor, it was as if he had given up the sword.

Because he was a professor.

He had been pushed back and pushed back until he came to the Academy, thinking there was no way to improve further.

But now it was different.

‘To upper Expert level.’

And to the Master level he once dreamed of.

He didn’t know when it would be, but this feeling of seeing a path he thought didn’t exist.

“Thank you, Teacher Ziel.”

Elcanto sent his sincere deep gratitude.

Ziel shook his head.

“Since you bought me delicious food at Lancaster’s Star, I just did what you requested.”

Though Ziel said that, Elcanto clearly felt it.

‘I got it cheap.’

The curriculum Ziel created!

The training Ziel provided!

Though the meal was expensive, it couldn’t even be compared to these things.

For Elcanto, he had discovered methods he never could have thought of without Ziel.

“C-could I possibly ask for your help again next time?”

“Yes.”

Ziel nodded readily.

But as always, conditions followed.

“Next time, you can buy me food at ‘Leganes’.”

“…!”

The condition was quite demanding.

That place was a restaurant that cost about twice as much as Lancaster’s Star.

It was one of the top places even in the capital.

And Ziel ate quite a lot.

An enormous amount.

But he had no choice but to accept.

“A-alright…”

“Yes, I’ll look forward to it.”

Fine dining with someone else’s money!

Nothing was happier than that.

‘Boss really got him good.’

Gilbert was impressed in the meantime!

“Well then, let’s wrap this up.”

The special lesson for Elcanto was finished.

Originally it was just supposed to be telling him the curriculum, but with training added, it became a very substantial lesson!

Gilbert, who had trained along with them, just wanted to go rest quickly.

“T-then I’ll be going. Teacher Ziel, let’s meet when the semester starts.”

“Yes, understood.”

Gilbert was also ready to quickly return to the dormitory and rest…

“Gilbert, you stay.”

“What?”

“You’ll spar with me. I’ll give you feedback on the parts you lacked today.”

“…”

Just how strong did he need to become to satisfy Boss?

Gilbert rebelled for the first time in a while.

“Boss, I’d rather just die.”

“No.”

Gilbert was precious to Ziel.

“You can’t die.”

Though it didn’t sound like he meant precious in that way, which was the problem.

* * *

The next day dawned.

Finally, the day to go to Mortis Boutique.

“Teacher! The leader is here!”

“Not leader, Student Quantus Hopel.”

He also met Quantus, who had briefly left camp.

Ziel looked at Quantus and immediately gauged his level.

“You’ve gotten a bit stronger than in the second semester. You’ve gained more muscle too.”

“Oh! Really?”

“You seem to have grown taller too.”

“Teacher knows everything! As expected!”

“Right. I know everything.”

“You know that I’m still the leader going into second year, right?”

“Unfortunately, that’s the only thing I don’t know.”

“Ah.”

Quantus had definitely grown.

Though his mind was still the same.

“Let’s go.”

“Yes, Teacher.”

And the two headed to Mortis Boutique.

From today, these two will become models for Mortis’s new collection.

“The kids were incredibly envious when they heard I was appearing!”

“Is that so.”

“There were some kids who didn’t understand either. They know nothing about art!”

“Mm. I understand.”

“As expected, Teacher understands!”

“No, I understand those friends.”

“….”

However, Quantus didn’t give up and shouted.

“It doesn’t matter! I’ll change the world’s prejudices!”

He was truly a positive friend.

Perhaps being positive might be better.

“Be quiet, Quantus Hofel. Everyone’s staring at us.”

“Ah.”

Anyway, the two who arrived at the boutique received an enthusiastic welcome from Mortis, who had come out in advance.

“Our models! Teacher Ziel, Quantus! Welcome. Huh, Teacher Ziel has become even more artistically handsome, and Quantus… has gotten bigger?”

“Yes! I worked hard at camp, Lord Mortis!”

“Excellent. I actually made the fit a bit loose, but that turned out to be a brilliant choice! Both of you are overflowing with artistry today!”

A pounding heart!

‘Finally, I can create the greatest collection of all time.’

Mortis couldn’t contain his trembling and excitement.

“Let’s go inside, everything is ready.”

“Understood.”

Upon entering, countless gazes focused on them.

Boutique staff members.

Mortis’s disciples.

And even Empire newspaper reporters and critics who came to ‘record’ today’s collection.

A stage had been set up inside the spacious boutique, with all these people seated in front of it.

“Teacher, there are many people. Did they all come to see us?”

“It seems so.”

Some people gasped at Ziel’s appearance, while reporters sent interested looks.

Several critics sent unfavorable glances.

‘He said he’d use different people this time, but bringing some unknown amateur…’

‘An Academy teacher and student? What kind of concept is this?’

A thoroughly secretive concept.

Even when they cornered the disciples who must have participated in production, not a single person opened their mouth.

So everyone had been waiting for today, and finally the time had come.

Feeling the suspicious gazes, Ziel muttered.

“Not very favorable.”

But true to Ziel’s nature, he didn’t care.

He would simply do what needed to be done.

Payment for successfully planning Festa.

“Ahem. Now that the models have arrived, shall we go record?”

At one critic’s words, Mortis smiled slyly.

“You’ll be shocked.”

Would they really?

‘That teacher certainly has outstanding looks… but the problem is the ‘feeling.”

Until now, Mortis had selected models from various noble families, and those choices had been excellent.

He had only brought people who perfectly matched the collection concept he pursued.

Some people became models frequently as a result.

For example, ‘Ron Enfield’ from the Enfield family, who was reportedly bedridden in shock at not being selected for this collection.

‘Models are models for a reason, bringing people from families with no background or fame… Steelheart? Hopel?’

To the capital’s critics, the Hopel family was just a name they’d heard somewhere, and Steelheart was barely memorable!

Though he was said to be skilled and reputable, critics in this field naturally valued background.

‘This collection is doomed.’

Even Mortis would find it difficult to succeed with complete newcomers.

Models must perfectly digest the collection’s pieces and possess corresponding artistry.

“Teacher, I’m getting nervous.”

“Don’t be nervous, Quantus Hofel.”

“Why not?”

“If you’re nervous, you’ll tremble.”

“That’s true.”

Watching these guys exchange such conversations made them sigh, but only briefly.

“Well then, please prepare to record and I’ll start setting up the models.”

Mortis raised the corners of his mouth.

Actually, there wouldn’t have been this issue if he’d brought them through the back door.

But there was a reason he deliberately brought them through the main gate to show them off like this.

‘When something’s completely different from expectations, it creates a bigger shock.’

It was strategy.

As Mortis led the two inside, complaints erupted among the critics as if they’d been waiting.

“Isn’t this collection going to fail?”

“Exactly. Bringing amateurs from who knows where…”

Some people were forcing criticism.

“I acknowledge that teacher’s looks, but he lacks feeling, doesn’t he.”

No one agreed with that statement.

“That Quantus student is just big and his looks are mediocre…”

Unfortunately, everyone agreed with this statement.

How long had they waited like this?

Finally, the stage door opened and-

“…!”

Ziel and Quantus appeared.

And tremendous shock swept through the audience seats.

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