On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 24

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The Organization Collapsed on My First Day of Infiltration Episode 024

 

 

The One Who Made the Paralysis Poison (3)

 

 

“Now, I will announce the final roster for the first-year Exchange Tournament.”

 

A schedule that filled the entire day from morning.

With the selection trials finally over, the Exchange Tournament list everyone had been waiting for was announced.

 

“Student Delev Kundel.”

“Student Celia Rihart.”

 

Starting with two names that were all too obvious—

 

“Student Yurio Harmatan.”

 

Even to names no one had expected.

 

“Lastly, student Karen Aswan. These 10 students will do their best in the Sword School inter-grade Exchange Tournament to be held in 4 weeks.”

 

A total of 10 students.

All were selected from among the students Ziel had been teaching.

It was an unexpected turn, but there were no objections.

Because they had shown such results in the five tests conducted today.

Especially the results shown in the final sparring matches were decisive.

 

“Teacher was right…”

“All 10 were really chosen from among us?”

 

The most moved were naturally Yurio and Karen.

The other 8 either took being selected for granted or at least had some possibility, but not these two.

 

“Congratulations, Karen.”

“Yurio. I see you in a new light. Your family swordsmanship is impressive, isn’t it?”

 

At Edelwein Academy, groups naturally form and hierarchies emerge based on one’s background.

If you think about it, these two were among the lowest-ranked students at this academy.

But now.

 

“Yurio, you’re pretty good with a sword? Were you deliberately hiding it until now?”

“N-no, that’s not it…”

“Karen. Well done. That Owen guy is really arrogant. I feel so satisfied.”

“Oh, th-thank you…”

 

The two with bewildered expressions looked toward Ziel as if they had made a promise.

Ziel was also looking in their direction.

Still with an indifferent expression.

But to their eyes, he seemed to be smiling.

 

‘Thank you, Teacher!’

 

What these two students gained from this selection wasn’t just the opportunity to participate in the Exchange Tournament.

It was confidence.

This feeling of having cleared away some of the fog that had clouded their future.

 

“This selection trial is quite interesting. It was worth coming to watch the first-year selection. As expected… perhaps because they’re still young, there are many cases that exceed expectations. Hehe.”

 

The professors were equally surprised.

 

“Don’t you think so, Professor Elcanto?”

 

Though each was surprised for different reasons.

 

“…”

“Professor Elcanto?”

“Ah, yes.”

“Are you feeling unwell somewhere?”

“Oh, no. I’ve had a lot of work lately and couldn’t sleep…”

“Oh my, you should take it easy. I know you have a lot of work as the youngest professor, but you need to be clever about it.”

 

The senior professor, whether aware of his inner turmoil or not, casually praised Ziel.

 

“Teacher Ziel seems to have taught them properly.”

“Y-yes, it seems so.”

“Since he’s under Professor Elcanto’s supervision, he must have learned a lot from your guidance.”

 

At those words, Professor Elcanto’s mind snapped to attention.

 

‘Right, he’s just a liberal arts instructor anyway.’

 

No matter what, just a liberal arts instructor.

Ziel doing well ultimately reflects his own merit.

 

“Haha, I didn’t teach him much. I just told him to work hard.”

“Come now, even so, how could a novice produce such results? This is all thanks to Professor Elcanto’s support from behind the scenes. Hehe.”

 

Ziel’s achievements are my achievements!

Professor Elcanto’s heart became somewhat more at ease.

 

‘Right, I shouldn’t just view him negatively.’

 

Though he tried not to acknowledge it, Ziel clearly possessed remarkable skills.

He surely has backing too!

But as long as there’s the limitation of being a liberal arts instructor…

 

‘I just need to make it look like I’m the one developing him.’

 

Professor Elcanto felt embarrassed.

Finally becoming a full professor, did he let his guard down in relief?

His political prowess that defeated so many competitors couldn’t possibly be just this level.

 

‘Right. Whether he has backing or not, he’s still my responsibility and under me, isn’t he? When you think about it, it’s my achievement too… wouldn’t it be better to treat him even better?’

 

While Professor Elcanto was nurturing his dreams.

 

“….”

 

There was one more person with an unpleasant expression.

Professor Takeus.

 

“Professor Takeus?”

“Ah, yes.”

“Do you also have some concerns, Professor?”

“No, not at all. Concerns? I’m just quite tired. Since the Exchange Tournament list has been decided, I’ll take my leave first.”

“Oh, I see. Please take care on your way out.”

 

Professor Takeus secretly crumpled up the paper with the final Exchange Tournament selection list.

 

‘Some liberal arts instructor…’

 

The preparation had been perfect.

An unexpected variable had simply occurred.

Ziel Steelheart.

A liberal arts instructor who suddenly appeared at the Academy.

Naturally, he hadn’t paid any attention to him.

 

‘There were rumors that Kundel was backing him… could it be?’

 

Professor Takeus gritted his teeth.

 

‘Yon, that stupid bastard.’

 

With that much money at stake, he should have succeeded even if it meant dying.

If he had, the Kundel heir would have met a mysterious death with no one knowing the reason.

Professor Takeus first exited the auditorium.

However, the moment he turned around, there was a gaze watching his back.

 

‘Just before leaving, he glanced at both me and student Delev Kundel once.’

 

Precise observational skills.

He could sufficiently guess the reasons for both.

 

‘So he is targeting student Delev Kundel after all.’

 

Ziel naturally retraced this situation from an assassin’s perspective.

Evidence that the professor intentionally manipulated sparring opponents.

Evidence that he essentially made one student attack a specific student by promising a large sum of money.

There had to be a reason for this.

The huge sum of 500,000 sel.

The secret and powerful poison that was only made by the assassination group.

A reason worth manipulating sparring opponents and attacking one student while using such methods.

Precisely, who would benefit from all these circumstances?

 

‘I’m not sure.’

 

Ziel quickly concluded that he didn’t know.

During his assassin days.

He never considered the reasons for carrying out missions or the aftermath of those missions.

He simply assassinated as ordered.

Even now, the reason wasn’t particularly important to Ziel.

Whether it was power struggles between nobles or some completely unimaginable reason.

What mattered was this.

 

‘They tried to attack my student.’

 

Even using another student’s hands to do it.

So it was time to move.

While wearing the mask of an assassin.

 

“Ah, Teacher Ziel. Thank you for today. Thanks to you, the selection tournament concluded safely.”

 

Ziel calmly responded to Tiron who approached at just the right moment and asked.

 

“Where are the other professors’ research laboratories located?”

“The professors’ research laboratories?”

 

Tiron roughly made his own assumption.

 

‘He’s going to submit that report again.’

 

Those frighteningly meticulous and detailed reports!

Naturally, he would also submit a report about today’s selection tournament.

Of course, the teaching assistant himself would stamp the seal.

 

‘Asking about other professors’ research laboratories… is he planning to submit reports there too?’

 

Tiron inwardly clicked his tongue.

Such meticulous line management.

Was Professor Elcanto alone not enough?

 

‘Well, he is a rotten lifeline.’

 

Tiron, who was actually holding onto that rotten lifeline, shrugged his shoulders.

 

“You can go to Trenius Hall. By the way, all academic-related processing is also done there.”

“I see. Understood.”

“It’s better to make an appointment before visiting if possible. Unlike Professor Elcanto, the other professors are quite particular about such things.”

“Yes, understood.”

 

An appointment before visiting.

Since when do assassins give advance notice before coming?

 

 

The announcement of the final first-year Exchange Tournament list caused quite a stir.

Not only their classmates, but even seniors and faculty members doubted their eyes when they saw the results.

For first years, the Exchange Tournament roster is usually predicted from the time of admission.

And that list continues until graduation without major changes.

The first freshmen to break that rule!

Delev and Celia were obvious selections, but students like Maris who were expected to be selected were eliminated…

 

“Karen? Who is this girl?”

“Yurio Harmatan… If it’s Harmatan, isn’t that the family from the history books?”

 

Who would have imagined that children from such unexpected families would pass.

Combined with what happened during the selection tournament becoming a hot topic, this selection tournament created ripple effects in many ways.

Of course, it wasn’t a topic of conversation for everyone.

 

“Student Yon Riversong? An Academy investigator will come in 10 minutes.”

“Yes…”

“It would be best to answer honestly. Given the nature of this matter, they probably won’t be as kind as I am.”

 

Yon was currently being held at the Academy Security Office.

 

“Wait quietly.”

 

Click.

 

As soon as the door closed, Yon let out a long sigh.

 

‘I should probably tell the truth after all.’

 

He definitely knew he had done wrong.

He knew he had made a stupid choice.

But he couldn’t take all the blame.

His family’s honor was already as good as buried in the ground, but he wanted to at least try to struggle.

 

“Will they believe me…”

“Of course they won’t believe you, Yon.”

 

Yon hurriedly turned his head.

Behind him.

The hooded man who had promised him 500,000 sel was standing there.

 

“H-how?”

“For something called a security office, the security of the Security Building itself is quite lax.”

 

That same dignified and heavy voice as before.

 

Scrape.

 

The man sitting across from him raised his finger and pointed at Yon.

 

“I’m disappointed. I didn’t expect you to fail.”

“Th-that’s…”

“I know. Some liberal arts instructor got involved, right? You were lucky. And I also wonder just how clumsy you were for that to happen.”

“…”

“Do you want another chance?”

 

At the man’s subtle question, Yon raised his head.

 

“If you want it, I can make sure you get off lightly. Of course, I’ll pay you too. This time it’s 700,000 sel.”

“What…?”

“Why, is that too little? Right. Your family’s honor is already buried now. Fine. How about 1 million sel?”

 

Yon’s Adam’s apple bobbed.

 

‘1 million sel…?’

 

1 million sel.

It’s nothing to the Great Families, but for the declining Riversong family, it could be a foundation for recovery.

 

“This time it’s simpler. I’ll help cover up the investigation appropriately. Then go back to class and target Delev.”

“As expected, I knew Delev would be my sparring opponent…”

“That’s not what’s important, Yon.”

 

Shing.

 

“It’s whether you accept the proposal or not.”

 

What the man pulled out was a dagger.

 

“It’s an ordinary dagger you can see anywhere. You can buy it at the Capital Market District for just 10 sel.”

“Why suddenly a dagger…”

“You’re dumber than I thought, Yon. I’m telling you what happens if you refuse here.”

 

Cold sweat began to flow down.

 

“People will probably think this: To protect his family’s honor… he turned his back on the world himself.”

“…!”

 

Yon’s body trembled violently.

He had thought death was a distant story.

But not anymore.

 

“Choose, Yon.”

 

Yon’s hands trembled violently.

 

“….”

 

The man wore a sneer on his half-hidden face beneath the hood.

 

‘Yes, of course you should accept it.’

 

However.

 

“…I can’t do it.”

“Hah.”

“I, I can’t do it. I, I can’t. I’ve already dragged my honor through the dirt once.”

 

Yon wore an even more contemptuous sneer than before.

 

“So you’re trying to preserve what little dignity you have left?”

 

There was nothing more to see.

 

Shing.

 

“Farewell.”

 

The man drew his dagger and crossed over to the other side in an instant, and Yon squeezed his eyes shut.

 

‘I’m sorry, Father.’

 

Your worthless son is going first….

 

“….”

 

Why is it so quiet?

He felt no sensation of a blade piercing his throat or heart.

It was also silent.

Strangely, he couldn’t hear any sound at all.

Yon cautiously opened his eyes.

 

“…!”

 

And he saw it.

The man collapsed on the ground.

 

“As I thought, you came looking for student Yon Riversong.”

 

And Teacher Ziel standing there as well.

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