On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 229
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The Organization Collapsed on My First Day of Infiltration Episode 229
Dark Ghost Should Be Enough
The first major class, unlimited training, was over.
Ziel raised the corners of his mouth at the sight of students gazing ecstatically at the Dessert Tower.
“Eat them deliciously. Pack up what’s left inside the tower and take it to the dormitory.”
“Thank you, Teacher!”
“I know this! It’s a specialty of the Deshaf Family! Only invited guests can eat it!”
“But none of us are from the Deshaf Family, right? How did Teacher get there?”
“Idiot, don’t you read the newspaper? Teacher solved the kidnapping incident in the Western Region!”
It was complete chaos.
Dessert Tower that ordinary people could never taste!
And they were getting one each.
There were over 10 types of desserts inside the tower, and each one delivered tremendous thrilling sweetness the moment it touched the tongue.
“I could die without regrets now…”
“If one of these was offered as a reward during camp? I really wouldn’t have cared about anything.”
Especially the students who had experienced camp life where sweets were forbidden were going crazy with happiness.
Dessert after sweating!
It was the sweetest moment ever.
“Gilbert, Kelvin, you two take one each as well.”
“Yes, Boss!”
“M-Master! Thank you!”
A total of 111.
100 for the students.
1 for Gilbert.
The remaining 10 belonged to Ziel, but Ziel boldly gave up one of them.
Instead, he made a show of it.
“Kelvin, this was originally mine.”
“Pardon?”
“But I’ll give it to you. Since you’re my subordinate.”
“Master…!”
Kelvin was moved and choked up!
But he tilted his head when he saw Ziel taking all the remaining 9.
“Th-then those are for.”
“All 9 are mine.”
“Ah.”
“Hmm. It would be good to generously donate 1 to Theo for culinary development.”
Ziel made another patriotic decision to give up 1 more!
“Everyone listen while eating.”
Then the announcements began.
“As I said, all of you will participate in the Imperial Swordsmanship Tournament. The goal is victory.”
Ziel calmly mentioned the goal.
The students nodded as well.
The Knight Order Camp.
And even the students who didn’t participate in the camp had sufficiently realized during the vacation when they returned to their families.
They had become stronger compared to their peers.
Therefore, the prevailing prediction was that even if not themselves, Delev, Celia, or if not them, then Yurio and Quantus would win.
But they couldn’t help being flustered by what followed.
“And you’ll also participate in the youth division.”
“…What?”
“All of you will participate.”
Everyone was speechless at Ziel’s absurd declaration.
The top students were one thing.
Perhaps they might have a chance of passing the preliminaries.
But the other students were different.
“How can we compete in the youth division…”
“Do-do we qualify to participate?”
“There’s no age limit for youth division participation. Age limits only exist for the junior division.”
“…”
“Don’t worry. I won’t make you compete in the general division.”
The general division!
The division where the Empire’s absolute powerhouses compete, beyond even the youth division.
It was naturally absurd, but everyone was dumbfounded by Ziel speaking as if he was being generous.
“Um… but will the youth division be okay?”
“I don’t expect victory. But from an experiential perspective, it will be of great help to you, and I expect results as well.”
Ziel pointed to Kelvin and Gilbert, whom the students had just been facing.
“These two are skilled enough to be in the running for victory if they enter the youth division.”
Gilbert cleared his throat with a “hmm,” and Kelvin was moved again.
“If you continue sparring against these two people, you’ll also become accustomed to that level of skill.”
“…!”
“The big picture…!”
As expected.
Teacher Ziel had it all planned out.
“Remember this. You cannot improve by fighting those weaker than you. You can only develop by always fighting the strong.”
“Yes!”
“I’ll handle the tournament registration applications all at once. I’ll bring the documents next class, so sign them then.”
The students’ hearts began to race.
The tournament held at the end of May!
It’s early March now, so as Ziel said, they’d live wearing mana suppression bracelets for two months, then go through a two-week adaptation period.
Then the swordsmanship tournament would begin immediately.
Huge prize money.
A tournament with wonderful prizes.
But what was even more appealing than that was the honor.
“Hey, but didn’t they say it’s been quite a while since our Academy produced a winner?”
“Exactly, so if we win this time, it’ll be huge. The Academy will probably give rewards too.”
“Even just making it into the top 10 would be incredible.”
“It’s got to be first place. Even if we can’t do it, Delev or Celia will.”
“I vote for Yurio.”
“Maris seemed to have grown a lot taller during the break too.”
“What about Quantus?”
“He’s… well. It might not be good if he wins.”
“Right? If he wins, how much more would he…”
Honor.
Knights, the beings everyone dreams of becoming, live by honor and die by honor.
There are certainly knights who have given up honor, but the position of knight loses much of its value without honor.
In that sense, the swordsmanship tournament where just placing in the upper ranks could add a major line to one’s career and bring tremendous honor!
“How far do you think we’ll go if we enter the Youth Division?”
“We should at least pass the preliminaries, right?”
“Twenty people make it to the main event. It should be the same as the Junior Division.”
There were already some worries, but it didn’t matter.
“What’s the point of worrying now?”
Delev provided a clean solution.
“In two months, we’ll be completely different.”
“That’s right, isn’t it, Delev?”
“Since it’s a curriculum Teacher created, definitely.”
Delev’s infinite trust in Ziel!
“Maybe I’ll win the Youth Division?!”
“That’s not happening, Quantus…”
Of course, excessive confidence was nipped in the bud.
‘Prize money, huh.’
There was also a student whose eyes turned to the prize money rather than honor.
“Yurio, let’s definitely win.”
“Huh? Both of us?”
“Of course you have to do it! I can’t. If you win, you’ll get quite a bit of prize money.”
“Uh… will I be able to? Delev and Celia are here. And Maris and Quantus are good too.”
“From what I see, you’re the best. I’ll just aim for around 10th place. It seems like it’ll be close though.”
Karen’s eyes sparkled.
This year’s scholarship wasn’t much of a problem either, but that didn’t mean there was any reason to refuse prize money.
“But what do they give as prizes?”
“I heard it was a sword at the last tournament.”
“Really? I need to change my sword.”
There were also students coveting the prizes, and anyway, it seemed like everyone had been sufficiently provided with goals and motivation.
“The kids seem excited.”
Gilbert watched that scene with satisfaction.
Ziel said something terrible to Gilbert.
“Gilbert. Kelvin. You two will compete in the General Division.”
“…You’re joking, right?”
“That’s why I trained you.”
“Ah.”
It felt like the world was collapsing.
“M-Master. I-I’m competing in the tournament?”
“That’s right.”
The General Division.
Where the Empire’s stars gather!
It’s a place where such tremendous experts compete that the battles in the Junior and Youth Divisions would look like children’s fights.
The contestants are so powerful that there are restrictions on attack methods!
“The goal is to enter the top 10.”
“We’re not even Master level, how can we…”
“Do all the Master level fighters compete?”
“…”
That wasn’t the case.
But those just below that level would almost certainly compete.
“When the students get stronger, you two need to get stronger too. Right now they can’t land effective attacks on you, but it’ll be different when they remove the mana suppression bracelets and go through the adaptation period.”
“…!”
No matter how much the students ganged up on them, getting beaten by students they considered one level, no several levels below them was unthinkable!
“I guess we’ll have to work hard…”
“That’s what the students need to hear. You two need to do well.”
“Ah.”
For both the students and Gilbert and Kelvin, the reason they needed to become stronger was clear.
For the students, it was for personal honor and their noble families.
For Gilbert and Kelvin, it was not only for personal advancement but also for the revival of the organization!
“Of course, you two will need rewards as well. I gave the students praise cards, so I’ll give you something different.”
Gilbert and Kelvin’s hearts began to race.
“If you place in the top 10 in the General Division, I’ll give you 10 daggers.”
“….”
“Kelvin, I’ll give you a performance bonus instead of daggers.”
“Wh-why do I get daggers and he gets a performance bonus!”
“Don’t you like daggers?”
“Well, that’s….”
He couldn’t bring himself to say he didn’t like them.
That would make him look petty!
There was no way to explain how he had been collecting daggers all this time without saying anything—or rather, being unable to say anything.
“….”
These damn daggers.
There were already more than 20 of them piled up in a corner of the renovated dormitory!
The daggers that the Boss had given him, which he couldn’t carelessly use and had been carefully storing, flashed before his eyes.
‘Well, I already have plenty of money from splitting the bounty rewards anyway.’
Whether it was daggers or whatever, what did it matter.
He had already sworn loyalty to the Boss!
“Since we’re at it, please give me 15, Boss.”
“Alright. I’ll throw in 5 more.”
“Thank you!”
Gilbert seemed to have decided that properly showing his loyalty at this opportunity would be a profitable move.
“Da-daggers?”
“They exist. You don’t need to know.”
“Me, me too!”
“You want to receive daggers too?”
“Yes!”
‘They’re only called daggers, but they must be some special reward!
Unfortunately, Kelvin had made a big misunderstanding.
“Alright. I’ll give you 10. The 5-dagger difference is because Gilbert’s performance has been higher so far.”
Kelvin’s jealousy and competitive spirit flared up.
“I-I understand! I’ll work hard!”
“Do well.”
“Yes!”
And so, both of their participation was decided.
In the midst of this, Gilbert suddenly felt curious.
“But Boss. Don’t you have any thoughts of participating?”
“No.”
“If you entered, you’d definitely win!”
“Still no.”
Ziel shook his head firmly while not denying the fact that he would win.
‘Why won’t he participate.’
Gilbert, who had been pondering, immediately realized.
‘Of course. He’s already receiving incredible offers from everywhere, so he’s trying to avoid that!’
The Boss seemed to have made this decision for the organization.
Winning in the General Division would bring even greater honor and wealth than now.
But there was only one reason he gave that up!
‘For the organization, the Boss is going this far…!’
All for the organization.
“Boss.”
“Why are you calling me.”
“I will devote my loyalty. 30 daggers, no, even 100 daggers would be fine!”
Ziel tilted his head at the moved Gilbert.
“I only give them if you do well, so why are you deciding on your own about 30 or 100?”
“Th-that’s.”
Gilbert flinched, having his inner thoughts exposed.
Fortunately, Ziel didn’t pursue it further.
“Now that the students have returned, let’s clean up. Put the magic dolls back in their places and lock up the magic stones.”
“Yes, Boss. Kelvin, let’s go.”
“Oh, okay.”
The two, who had grown a bit closer through the 24-hour hellish training, began quickly cleaning up the auditorium.
Ziel, watching their backs, fell into thought.
‘A swordsmanship tournament.’
He wanted to participate.
It seemed like it would be fun.
But for the sake of his identity, he couldn’t do that.
Even now, with so much attention focused on him, he couldn’t give the Imperial Family and others a justification.
If he lost the justification to refuse scouting offers, he could be forced to leave the Academy that very day.
At least under the name of ‘Ziel Steelheart’, that was the case.
‘But it’s different with the Dark Ghost identity.’
Ziel thought of the Mask Maker.
He needed a second Human Skin Mask.
“For the entry name… Dark Ghost should be sufficient.”
Ziel.
No, Dark Ghost’s participation was decided.
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