On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 215
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The Organization Collapsed on My First Day of Infiltration Episode 215
Fierce Competition (1)
The Imperial Knights camp that continued throughout the vacation.
All the students participating there were madly envious of one person.
“Quantus, Quantus…!”
“This can’t be right, we’re suffering like dogs here…!”
“Quantus, I’m so jealous of Quantus!”
It was just a two-day outing.
But even that was maddeningly enviable.
So enviable that it bred jealousy, and that jealousy turned into rage.
“Why Quantus of all people! I’m right here!”
Celia screamed the most indignantly.
Sometimes anger becomes the driving force for strength.
“The students’ training achievements are particularly good today.”
“Indeed, Chief Relio.”
“Sir Horn, I think we can increase the intensity a bit more today.”
“Understood.”
“I’ll go check on Sir Eton. He’s been recovering quickly lately.”
After Relio left, the training intensity shot up dramatically!
The anger rose along with it.
Today’s training was this brutal, yet that bastard Quantus got to escape!
Envious, infuriating, jealousy-inducing…
‘It should have been me!’
They were even denying reality.
Anyway, after that day’s training ended.
Relio approached the resting first years and handed them something.
“It seems your friend has caused quite a stir.”
It was today’s Imperial Newspaper.
Celia squeezed her eyes shut, while Delev looked at the newspaper and jumped in surprise.
“This is… high praise, isn’t it?”
“Isn’t this high praise for Teacher Ziel?”
“That’s there too, but they’re also praising Quantus…?”
It was an article covering yesterday’s collection reveal event!
The article contained high praise for both Ziel and Quantus.
And it was tremendous praise from the journalists!
“The names of the two models who appeared like meteors are Ziel Steelheart and Quantus Hopel. Ziel Steelheart is a formal teacher currently in charge of first-year students at Edelwein Academy Sword School, and Quantus Hopel is his disciple. Everyone questioned the appearance of these two who had lived lives completely unrelated to this industry, but their stage was a tremendous artistic stage that completely blew away even all doubts… Does this even make sense!”
Celia fumed, and Ann agreed beside her.
“Fashion is too difficult. How did people applaud when Quantus looked like that?”
“All the critics’ eyes must be crooked!”
Delev snickered at Celia’s tantrum.
“Look at you being jealous of Quantus?”
“Hey you bastard, you…”
“Isn’t this proof that Quantus has better artistic sense than you?”
Delev seized the moment to tease her.
Celia trembled with rage but couldn’t find words to refute.
Didn’t the article say so?
That all the critics gave high praise.
Everyone knew how high the standards of those people were.
“…”
Celia wanted to cry.
It was already unbelievable that she lost out in model selection, but for Quantus to receive high praise!
‘But Teacher Ziel looks cool.’
In the midst of this, Celia smiled broadly while looking at Ziel.
The modest yet distinctive outfit, uncharacteristic of Mortis Collection, suited him very well.
Though she didn’t want to admit it, it seemed to suit Quantus somehow too.
‘Damn it.’
And the next day.
Quantus returned.
“Hehehe, from now on, call me a professional model!”
Everyone gritted their teeth and turned away.
They absolutely didn’t want to call him that.
“What’s wrong with everyone? Ah, you’re jealous, aren’t you?”
Actually, that was true.
They were jealous.
Madly so!
They were dying of envy over just a two-day outing, but he went out and became a model at the Mortis Collection reveal event.
And even received high praise from those picky critics!
No one could believe or wanted to believe that Quantus was the protagonist of that story.
“Hmph! Everyone is indeed jealous!”
It was more infuriating because he was right.
But there was nothing they could say.
“Ahem, from now on, call me Model.”
That was a bit annoying.
“Hey, Model.”
“Why are you doing this, my fan…”
Quantus turned his head and flinched.
Relio was standing there.
“Mr. Model, now that your modeling is over, please return to your position. It’s training time.”
“Yes sir.”
Ann giggled.
“Serves you right.”
Of course, she soon got annoyed too.
“Ann, will you call me Model?”
“Shut up.”
“You’re jealous of me.”
“I am not!”
With little vacation time remaining.
“Today we’ll conduct sparring with the apprentice members. It’s unlimited sparring, so prepare yourselves.”
“Ah.”
“We’re screwed.”
“Save me…”
The students were getting beaten up again today.
* * *
The successful collection reveal event!
Ziel’s life, who stood as a model there, changed slightly.
“Quite a lot has arrived.”
Only a few days had passed.
But the old mailbox in front of the faculty dormitory was piled high with letters.
Ziel pondered.
Had he been caught by receiving too much attention?
‘An assassination letter?’
An assassination letter!
It was a method often used by Black Sky.
It looks like a letter, but the moment you touch it, tiny needles protrude from the letter’s surface and inject poison.
Of course, Ziel was someone who possessed a body that didn’t react to most poisons.
After some consideration, Ziel picked one up and examined its contents.
“An invitation?”
It was indeed an invitation.
“Oh, Boss. Are you looking at the letters? They’ve been coming continuously for several days.”
Gilbert, who had just returned, asked from beside him.
“May I take a look too?”
“Sure. Don’t worry, it’s not an assassination letter.”
“…?”
Gilbert tilted his head wondering what that meant, then checked the letter’s contents and nodded.
“Ah, I roughly understand. Boss, you’ve become incredibly famous now, haven’t you? You did something amazing at a gathering where all those high-nosed nobles were present.”
“So that’s why these invitations came?”
“Of course. Everyone would want to have Boss attend. They believe that having a celebrity at the parties or events they host raises the prestige.”
“I see.”
Ziel checked the other letters as well.
They were all invitations.
Museum opening ceremony.
Exhibition invitation.
And even mansion party invitations.
“There are probably many people who want to get acquainted with Boss while they have the chance. They have a justification now.”
“A justification.”
“Since you’ve become an incredibly famous ‘model,’ they can invite you now. Unlike when you were just a teacher.”
“I don’t understand it.”
“Anyway, Boss, you were already someone that everyone in the know knew about, right? All the nobles were desperate to recruit you, and even both His Imperial Highnesses felt the same way. But now they have a justification, that’s what I’m saying.”
Ziel still looked like he couldn’t understand and gathered all the letters to put them back in the mailbox.
“Boss? You’re not going to any of them?”
“I’m a teacher.”
Ziel made Gilbert understand with that one statement.
“What about the task I assigned you?”
“Ah, yes. I looked into it once more, and the demolition of this dormitory is confirmed. There are no plans to reverse it. They say even if the Dean speaks up, it won’t work. It’s an Imperial Palace decision.”
“I see.”
“And that Big Sword guy also arrived at Rocktil Inn as of yesterday.”
Gilbert had looked into two things.
Whether the demolition was really confirmed.
And whether Kelvin had arrived.
“I should handle the dormitory renovation matter first. Tell that inefficient guy to wait.”
“Understood, Boss. Then, as you mentioned before… will you speak to both His Imperial Highnesses?”
“Since it belongs to the Imperial Palace, it’s right to discuss it with the Imperial Palace.”
Then Ziel said something absurd.
“No wait, wouldn’t it be better to write a letter to the Emperor?”
“…Do you have some reason to be executed?”
“Why would I be executed?”
“Well, that’s because….”
Fortunately, Ziel reconsidered.
“But the Emperor doesn’t have a very good personality, so it would be more efficient to bring up the topic with the two people who want me.”
Phew, saved….
‘No, do you really have some reason to be executed?’
To casually insult His Imperial Majesty like that.
Gilbert looked around nervously and felt relieved.
Fortunately, no one was there.
‘But the Emperor’s personality is bad?’
Why would he say that?
The current Emperor was rumored to be benevolent, though merciless to enemies.
There was no way to know the reason.
“Then I should send letters first.”
Ziel immediately returned to the dormitory and wrote letters to send to the two princes.
Behind-the-scenes manipulation.
His heart was somehow racing.
Of course, it wasn’t manipulation in the perfect sense.
Since he was writing with his name revealed.
“Done.”
The content of the letter was as follows.
The faculty dormitory where they lived was scheduled for demolition.
However, he liked this dormitory and wanted to continue living here.
Please cancel the demolition of this place, which was also the space closest to the students.
There was one crucial sentence he added.
-If you prevent this demolition, I will help Your Highness once when you desire it.
Gilbert, who checked the letter’s contents from the side, trembled.
‘To send the same content to both and make them compete… it’s a thought only Boss could have.’
Behind-the-scenes manipulation!
‘No wait, is this front-and-center manipulation?’
And there was also a very Ziel-like reason.
“This way it’s more efficient. The probability increases.”
“Ah.”
Who else would calculate such efficiency when dealing with princes?
Anyway, the letters were sent.
And the reaction came immediately.
The very next day.
“Teacher Ziel, Teacher Ziel!”
Department Head Berhal came running frantically.
“Department Head Berhal Abue.”
“What, what did you do!”
“What do you mean?”
“Both His Imperial Highnesses have come to the Academy right now! They say they came to see you!”
“Yes, I thought that would happen.”
“…Excuse me?”
“Because I sent letters.”
I sent letters.
So they came.
That calmness that sounded like saying “I ate food so I’m full”!
“So you’re saying… you sent letters and both His Imperial Highnesses came to the Academy…?”
“Yes.”
“Did you send assassination threat letters or something?”
“No.”
Ziel pointed toward the faculty dormitory.
“I asked them to prevent the demolition.”
“Uh… Yes? What do you mean?”
“I heard that the Faculty Dormitory is scheduled for demolition. They said it was approved by the Imperial Palace. So I made a request to the Imperial Palace.”
“….”
Berhal’s heart sank.
“You could have at least told me….”
“My subordinate asked. They said even if the Dean came, it wouldn’t be allowed.”
“….”
That was indeed true.
The demolition was approved by the Imperial Palace.
The Dean couldn’t overturn what the Imperial Palace had approved.
Because the Imperial Palace’s orders were absolute.
“Since it was a matter decided by the Imperial Palace, I thought only the Imperial Palace could reverse it.”
“So to both His Imperial Highnesses….”
“Yes, I sent letters.”
Is this what it feels like to have your legs give out?
It was certain.
They must have come to personally drag Ziel away because they found him too outrageous.
‘He got a hefty bounty reward from the Western Region, so he should just buy a house with that!’
“Teacher Ziel, you could easily afford to buy a house now….”
“I like this place. It’s the space closest to the students. It’s the most efficient.”
Right next to the Faculty Dormitory was the Student Dormitory.
It wasn’t wrong.
“…I don’t know anymore.”
Berhal finally gave up.
‘I thought our Sword School was about to soar… but we’re going to lose a good teacher.’
The princes were trying hard to take Ziel with them, but this wasn’t right.
No matter how he thought about it!
And just then.
“They’re coming this way.”
The two princes’ entourage was heading toward them.
Berhal’s body froze.
‘We’re doomed.’
“Oh Boss, they’re coming this way.”
Gilbert, who had come out of the dormitory, also joined them.
Berhal suddenly found himself facing the princes together with them.
‘I don’t know anything.’
First Prince, Franz Valdrain.
2nd Prince, Dietrich Valdrain.
This surreal sight of the two princes walking side by side through the Academy with guard knights and house staff trailing behind them!
And an even more surreal situation unfolded.
“We greet His Imperial High….”
Before the greeting could even finish.
Grab! The two princes seized Ziel’s hands!
It was simultaneous.
They grabbed his left and right hands.
“Teacher Ziel, I’ll order the demolition to be canceled immediately!”
“Teacher Ziel, I’ll have it reconstructed for you!”
“Then I’ll do the interior!”
“I’ll erect a statue of Teacher Ziel!”
Berhal was dumbfounded.
“….”
The two princes….
Why do they look like they’re competing?
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