On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 231

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The Organization Collapsed on My First Day of Infiltration Episode 231

 

Master of Cooking (1)

 

The second class also drove the students to despair.

 

It wasn’t like they had never taken classes in darkness before, but this was terror itself.

 

Jingle.

 

“It’s coming!”

 

Thwack!

 

“Ugh!”

 

Every time the bell jingled once, a dull impact sound accompanied by screams erupted.

 

One hour into the class.

 

No one had managed to block Ziel’s attacks.

 

Whenever the bell sounded even slightly close, all the students nearby would panic.

 

Unable to gauge the distance, everyone would fluster about and end up allowing the strikes!

 

‘Stay calm, nothing hit just now. It definitely sounded close though. So does it mean the teacher attacks when it sounds even louder?’

 

Ziel’s attacks came about once every 3 seconds.

 

With such frequent attacks, the students’ experience was gradually accumulating.

 

Of course, very gradually.

 

“Ugh!”

 

“Ah!”

 

“Guh!”

 

Throughout the class, no student had managed to block an attack yet.

 

Only one student.

 

Only Delev showed any progress.

 

‘Only Student Delev Kundel has begun to detect air currents.’

 

Darkness.

 

Bell sounds.

 

All of these were devices used to sharpen the senses.

 

Of course, real combat could be dark and there might be sounds when opponents attack, but most surprise attacks aren’t like that.

 

Therefore, these were measures to maximize sensory activation, and only Delev was showing results from the very first day.

 

Just like in the first class, even in a state where he couldn’t use mana!

 

‘Definitely something… it felt like an attack was about to come.’

 

Though he couldn’t block it, Delev, who had belatedly reacted to Ziel’s attack, was gradually getting the hang of it.

 

‘Well done.’

 

Ziel nodded with satisfaction.

 

The problem was that no one could see him in the darkness.

 

And surprisingly, there was one student with particularly sharp senses.

 

It was Karen.

 

‘I-is it now?’

 

In terms of sensitivity alone, she surpassed even Delev.

 

To what extent? Unlike Delev, she had detected something from the moment Ziel stepped within three paces.

 

As a result, she allowed the attack, but it was very close.

 

‘If she had detected it just a little faster, she would have blocked it.’

 

Reflexes.

 

Senses.

 

In training that develops both simultaneously, what matters isn’t talent in swordsmanship.

 

‘Does she live in a constant state of tension?’

 

Ziel recalled Karen’s usual demeanor.

 

Certainly, compared to other students, she was always tense and trying hard to accomplish something.

 

Whether it was due to her family environment, or the personality formed because of it.

 

Or perhaps both.

 

‘There were different students showing progress.’

 

Starting with Karen, Ziel was satisfied to see that surprisingly, mid-tier and lower-tier students were showing progress.

 

It wasn’t what he had expected, but it was actually a good thing.

 

It was excellent progress in terms of raising the students’ average level.

 

Of course, the top-tier students were despairing at their complete lack of progress.

 

“Damn it, how exactly are we supposed to block this!”

 

Jingle.

 

“Ah!”

 

“Focus, Student Celia Rihart.”

 

Celia’s irritation had reached its peak.

 

She had struggled in the first class and become thoroughly dejected, and now she was completely powerless in the second class as well.

 

‘The knight order camp visit was meaningless!’

 

Having abundant talent and being correspondingly strong, her disappointment was considerable.

 

“Focus.”

 

Jingle.

 

Consecutive attacks continued.

 

Celia tumbled to the ground again.

 

“Teacher! Two attacks in a row is cheating!”

 

“I never said I wouldn’t attack twice in a row.”

 

“Ah. That’s true.”

 

She was annoyed but accepted it quickly.

 

Because she knew very well that there was no chance of winning a verbal argument against Teacher Ziel.

 

‘What exactly is the problem?’

 

Why couldn’t she react?

 

She clearly heard the bell sound!

 

“Don’t just focus on the bell sound, Student Celia Rihart. Move immediately toward where the bell sound comes from. You’re not doing that – you’re trying to analyze the sound again.”

 

“How do you know that? You can’t see anything either, right?”

 

“I just can see.”

 

“Ah.”

 

Ziel’s classes were always the same.

 

Goals that seemed impossible.

 

Clear motivation.

 

Thorough feedback that helped improve shortcomings.

 

‘Right as soon as I hear the bell sound…’

 

Jingle!

 

“Now!”

 

She felt something.

 

Was this the flow of air?

 

“Agh!”

 

But she got hit.

 

Still, she wasn’t particularly annoyed.

 

“I think I’m starting to understand something!”

 

And Ziel didn’t return for a while.

 

“…”

 

Jingle, jingle.

 

Sounds came from around them and screams could be heard, but it took a long time before Celia was attacked again.

 

‘How exactly does he move, see, and attack in this darkness?’

 

The fundamental curiosity that always arose when taking Ziel’s classes!

 

How exactly does he do this?

 

Jingle.

 

‘Now?’

 

Thwack!

 

Celia moved urgently.

 

But it seemed like she got lucky somehow.

 

“Well done, Student Celia Rihart.”

 

Her arm was numb.

 

But she didn’t fall over or roll on the ground.

 

She had blocked it.

 

“You blocked it by accident, but blocking is blocking. Well done.”

 

“Yay!”

 

She blocked it.

 

1 hour and 30 minutes into the class.

 

Finally, the first student to successfully block Ziel’s attack had appeared!

 

Though it was just an accidental block while trying to dodge, a result was still a result.

 

Were they stimulated by this?

 

The other students also sharpened their senses.

 

And the second one appeared.

 

“Well done, Student Karen Aswan.”

 

This time, she actually blocked it with her sword.

 

“You seem to have the sharpest senses.”

 

“Th-thank you!”

 

The class ended like that.

 

Celia who blocked by accident.

 

Karen who blocked properly.

 

It was a class that produced two outstanding students.

 

“Everyone close your eyes.”

 

At Ziel’s instruction, the students closed their eyes, and when Gilbert turned on the lights, they squinted even without opening their eyes.

 

“Wait for 3 minutes with your eyes closed. Then open your eyes very slowly. If you open them suddenly, it could harm your eyes.”

 

Students slowly opening their eyes according to Ziel’s words.

 

“It’s incredibly bright.”

 

“Ugh. I need to close my eyes again.”

 

“Ow, ow. So this is what it feels like coming out after being in darkness…”

 

It was a completely different level of pain from drawing curtains in the morning.

 

“Everyone has opened their eyes now.”

 

The students confirmed Ziel’s appearance and were dumbfounded.

 

It wasn’t surprising anymore, but he still looked perfectly composed without a single hair out of place.

 

In contrast, the students were a mess.

 

They had simply stood there and occasionally deflected attacks, yet they were drenched in sweat from the tension.

 

With their mana restricted, some students would have definitely collapsed from exhaustion if they had continued for just one more hour!

 

“Today’s class is over. And there are two praise cards. Student Karen Aswan and Student Celia Rihart.”

 

“Yahoo!”

 

“Wow!”

 

The two excitedly ran forward and received their praise cards.

 

They were the recipients of the first praise cards of this semester.

 

“Karen, what function do you think this has?”

 

“He said we’d naturally find out.”

 

“Will we learn during class?”

 

Envious gazes directed at the two!

 

Not just from the students, but from two other people as well.

 

‘I’m jealous, Boss probably won’t give me one…’

 

‘What did Master give them? I wish I could receive one too…’

 

“That concludes the class.”

 

The second major class had ended.

 

As students left one by one or stayed behind to catch their breath, Ziel approached Gilbert and Kelvin.

 

“Gilbert, you made a total of 10 round trips, and Kelvin, you made 8 round trips.”

 

Ziel had been watching everything.

 

In that darkness.

 

“How on earth could you see anything in that darkness…?”

 

It was pitch-black darkness so complete that walking on a path with no obstacles felt terrifying!

 

“I just saw it.”

 

“Ah.”

 

“M-Master. A-amazing.”

 

“I know.”

 

Ziel brought up an even more surprising story.

 

“Gilbert. You rang the bell a total of 105 times, and Kelvin, you rang it 154 times.”

 

They didn’t even feel like asking how he had heard that.

 

“Gilbert, you moved excessively cautiously. Don’t focus on the bell, control your muscles. And Kelvin. You were actually too bold. Reduce unnecessary movements.”

 

Feedback followed as well.

 

“I expect you to improve in the next class.”

 

“Yes!”

 

“Ah, understood!”

 

The two were now responding like students!

 

Of course, unlike the students, these two had something special provided to them.

 

“Let’s go eat.”

 

“Ah!”

 

“Oh!”

 

It was the cooking of Theo, the Head Chef of the Faculty Dormitory.

 

The first week of the new semester was passing by frantically.

 

The joy of becoming seniors was only momentary.

 

The Second Years couldn’t even find time to dote on their juniors due to the packed class schedule that continued from the first week.

 

“I think the Third Year seniors doted on us when we were freshmen…”

 

“Karen, your memory is distorted. They tormented us.”

 

“Ah, that’s right.”

 

Yurio and Karen’s shoulders were drooping in the dormitory.

 

It was evening. Today was a day without classes, but that didn’t mean they could rest.

 

“Karen, are you really going to spar until you collapse from exhaustion? Tomorrow is a major class. Teacher Ziel isn’t someone who goes easy just because it’s orientation.”

 

Tomorrow was even the day of the orientation for the third major class that Ziel was in charge of, yet the two were heading out for training.

 

“The teacher said so. If you work hard while your mana is suppressed, you’ll become stronger.”

 

“We’re already working hard enough…”

 

“I realized something at the camp, you know? Hope just springs up. Where else would we get an opportunity like this?”

 

Karen was truly gritting her teeth in determination.

 

The precious opportunity of the Knight Order Camp!

 

Through that, she had gained hope that she too could become like the other friends.

 

“You mean the scout offer that Sir Relio mentioned?”

 

“Yeah. I’ll definitely go after graduation. The Imperial Knights.”

 

Naturally, there were advance scout offers for students who stood out during this Knight Order Camp.

 

Karen was one of them.

 

For people like Delev and Celia, whose family reputations are too high, they actually don’t get such opportunities.

 

There’s no reason for them to suffer and struggle in the Imperial Knights.

 

But Karen is different.

 

“You’ve decided on your career path.”

 

“Yeah. Absolutely. If I can just endure the probationary period, the salary is amazing and the benefits are great too. I need to revive our family.”

 

Yurio sighed.

 

“Actually, I’m considering it too.”

 

“You too, the Imperial Knights?”

 

“Probably. Wouldn’t that be good? It’s a chance to turn my life around.”

 

The Imperial Knights that anyone who dreams of being a knight desperately desires.

 

Unless it’s a knight order like Kundel or Rihart, there’s no group that can compare, and just becoming an official member guarantees wealth and fame.

 

Though not as much as Karen’s family, Yurio, who also belonged to a not particularly impressive family, was having the same concerns.

 

“Let’s work hard, Yurio.”

 

“Let’s do that. But you really look tired today.”

 

“I’ll still do it. And rather than tired, I’m a bit hungry.”

 

“Should we go to the plaza? We can buy something to eat there. I’m also hungry…”

 

“Wait, Yurio.”

 

Karen interrupted Yurio and quickly turned her head.

 

Right next to the student dormitory.

 

It was toward the faculty dormitory.

 

“What is it?”

 

“Don’t you smell something?”

 

“A scent?”

 

Sniff sniff.

 

Yurio tilted his head.

 

“I don’t smell anything.”

 

“Look. Over there. There’s even smoke coming out.”

 

Karen’s steps headed toward the faculty dormitory as if enchanted.

 

As they got closer to the faculty dormitory, the scent became clear.

 

“See. I was right.”

 

“Really? It smells incredibly delicious!”

 

An incredibly delicious scent was wafting out.

 

Gulp.

 

Saliva naturally going down!

 

“I heard they renovated the dormitory… Are they cooking inside?”

 

“The scent is insane.”

 

As the two stood there motionless as if nailed to the spot, someone approached.

 

“What’s the matter? This is a special management area of the Imperial Palace.”

 

It was a security guard dispatched from the Imperial Palace.

 

“Oh, we’re Teacher Ziel’s students…”

 

“I’m sorry, but the teacher isn’t here right now.”

 

“Ah.”

 

Then who’s cooking?

 

Just as they were thinking that.

 

“Student Yurio Harmatan, Student Karen Aswan. Did you come looking for me?”

 

Ziel’s voice was heard from behind.

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