On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 247
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The Organization Collapsed on My First Day of Infiltration Episode 247
The Legend of the Dark Ghost (1)
The second years at Edelwein Academy were relieved about two facts.
First.
That Yurio was the youth division champion.
Second.
That Quantus hadn’t won.
“Yurio winning is unexpected, but it’s not incomprehensible, right?”
“True genius really is something else.”
“As expected from the protagonist of the 17 vs 1.”
“Wasn’t that 10 vs 1?”
“Hey, look at how Yurio fights. Even 20 third year seniors wouldn’t be enough, right?”
Rumors tend to grow with each telling.
In the midst of this, Ann had become a hero.
“Ann, if you hadn’t stopped him… it’s terrifying to even imagine what would have happened.”
“Ann, you’re the true hero. Honestly, what does Yurio winning matter? What’s important is that you stopped Quantus.”
Anyway, what mattered was that Quantus hadn’t advanced further.
Since there was a good chance he could have made it to the finals, it was natural that Ann, who cut off that possibility early, was being celebrated.
Meanwhile, Quantus was for some reason devoted to training.
“Does anyone know when Quantus got here?”
“No idea. He was already here when we arrived.”
Whatever he had been doing, his entire body was drenched in sweat.
They thought he might have been training due to the shock of elimination, but when Ziel came and explained what happened, it was beyond imagination.
“Student Quantus Hofel has been training since last night.”
“What?”
“He came around 9 o’clock yesterday and used his ‘Ziel Steelheart Free Pass.'”
“…”
Everyone felt a chill.
Quantus was already among the top students!
If that guy received Teacher Ziel’s personal instruction and became even stronger…
“Sh-should we use our passes too?”
“That seems better than using them for shopping together or standing in line for us…?”
The students suddenly began wavering!
But there were still students whose resolve remained firm.
“You idiots, it’s still ‘using’ Teacher Ziel, so you’d use it for training? Wouldn’t it be so much fun to make the teacher stand in line for limited desserts?”
“Making him carry bags while shopping would be fun too…”
Anyway, now that the competition was over, the students were only thinking about using their passes on Ziel.
But there was one fact they were overlooking.
“The midterm evaluation will be conducted next week.”
“Ah.”
“Ugh!”
The midterm evaluation!
It was that very evaluation that became much stricter starting from the second year.
“What the seniors said about being surprised in their first year wasn’t just empty words…”
“There’s really no time to rest…”
The midterm evaluation method was as follows.
“The evaluation method is the same as last time. You spar with me, and I evaluate you. Fight with everything you have. That’s all.”
It was a truly simple yet difficult evaluation method.
What the students had to do was simple.
Train and practice desperately from now until the evaluation day.
In the midst of this, there were students who turned their attention elsewhere.
“But the general division finals start tomorrow. Are you guys going to watch?”
“Where would we find time to watch? We need to train.”
“Why? It’s only a day and a few hours. And did you hear? They say the ‘Dark Ghost’ is participating?”
“What? Dark Ghost?”
Ziel pretended not to hear and subtly lowered his head.
‘The rumors have already spread.’
He felt somewhat proud.
“They say he just swept through everyone in the preliminaries. He single-handedly eliminated an entire block.”
“No way. No matter what, in the general division…”
“And that block apparently included Sir Relio.”
“What?”
Relio was the chief knight of the Imperial Knights who had put them through hellish training at the knight order camp!
Such a person was eliminated in the preliminaries?
“It was complete chaos. At least 5 people should advance from each block, but almost everyone was eliminated right from the start. So they had to advance people in order of who lasted longest after that Dark Ghost.”
“How can something like that happen?”
“That’s why it’s unbelievable.”
“But what’s Dark Ghost? It’s a strange name for a person.”
“Don’t you know the Dark Ghost legend?”
The children had become excited talking about the general division!
Naturally, they couldn’t even imagine that the identity of that Dark Ghost was Ziel, who was currently conducting class right in front of them.
“Quiet. Class is starting.”
And Ziel felt a strange sense of satisfaction.
‘Is this… that feeling?’
This feeling of being the only one who knows while everyone else is clueless!
This could definitely be called satisfaction.
Naturally, Gilbert and Kelvin didn’t know either.
For reference, both had advanced to the finals.
It was thanks to being assigned to different blocks from Ziel.
“Anyway, I’m going to watch. I already bought tickets. Not the best seats, but still.”
“Yurio, you were rich all along?”
“I’m going with the prize money I received. Together with Karen.”
“I’m jealous. I couldn’t get tickets. Ah, I want to see Teacher Gilbert and Teacher Kelvin compete in the finals!”
“Hey, but do you know? The adult division prize money is 500,000 cel. Ten times the youth division!”
“I heard His Imperial Majesty is also bestowing a sword as an additional prize?”
And so the next day arrived.
The adult division finals!
The adult division was the most popular section, with not only the princes but even the Emperor in attendance.
Since the Emperor had come, naturally the major nobles attended as well.
Some nobles came out of obligation, but there were naturally those who came out of genuine interest too.
“Family Head, have you heard the rumors about the preliminaries? There’s been quite a commotion about someone using the name ‘Dark Ghost’ who eliminated all contestants in his block.”
Among them were those who displayed displeasure.
“How dare someone use such an insolent name… when His Imperial Majesty is present!”
The name Dark Ghost was a title that brought nothing but displeasure to the nobles.
It was revered as a divine existence among the poor, with rumors that it punished those in power.
Of course, the person in question had never intended such a thing, and it was merely an existing legend that had been materialized, but how could that matter?
‘I need to see what kind of bastard this is.’
They simply didn’t like the guy who made them uncomfortable.
The overwhelming skill shown in the preliminaries?
It was impressive, but their displeasure took precedence.
The nobles who had entered as contestants rather than spectators felt similarly.
“That bastard is the one called Dark Ghost? I’d love to face him. I’d completely destroy him.”
The majority of contestants were nobles.
This was natural since they had received systematic sword training from childhood and had been trained with advanced breathing techniques.
Among the 20 contestants, only 3 were non-nobles, including ‘Dark Ghost’.
So, excluding Dark Ghost, there were Gilbert and Kelvin.
“Th-th-that guy is Dark Ghost?”
“Stop stuttering, you idiot.”
“B-b-but I sp-speak better than y-you.”
“You bastard.”
Gilbert sighed while looking at Dark Ghost and tilting his head in confusion.
‘Who the hell is he?’
He tried recalling information from his Crow days, but no particular figure came to mind.
Not only was his face unfamiliar, but the swordsmanship he had observed during the preliminaries was difficult to identify.
Most of the other contestants had also failed in their speculation.
“What kind of swordsmanship does that bastard use that nobody can figure it out?”
“He has no foundation. Like that big mercenary guy.”
“But why did that guy who’s supposed to be active in the Western Region come here? I heard he works at the Academy?”
“The guy with him is the same, apparently.”
Anyway, the finals were about to begin.
“Then, we’ll begin the drawing.”
The drawing that preceded the start.
While outwardly wanting to face them for appearances’ sake, if there were opponents they wanted to avoid…
‘I absolutely must avoid Sir Sigmund.’
‘As long as it’s not one of Kundel or Rihart, I’ll be fine.’
The three leading championship candidates.
The Dean of Telvir Academy, Sigmund, the Head of Kundel, and the Head of Rihart.
Naturally, all three were Master-level and among the Empire’s finest warriors!
If there were other strong fighters, there was Gares Kundel, Amos’s younger brother who had advanced to the finals alongside him.
And that Gares Kundel became ‘Dark Ghost’s’ opponent.
“This is getting interesting.”
As Amos muttered, Gares beside him displayed confidence.
“Elder Brother, I’ll quickly deal with that Dark Ghost bastard and return.”
“If you can do that, then do so.”
“What? You don’t think I’ll struggle, do you?”
Amos chuckled as he recalled the preliminaries.
“You’ll understand what I mean soon enough.”
Amos also disliked the name ‘Dark Ghost’ just the same.
However, he didn’t deny the absurd skill that had been displayed in the preliminaries.
“He’s the one who eliminated an entire preliminary block. Be careful.”
“Elder Brother, I’ll be careful, but there’s no way I’ll lose.”
In the match that began this way, Gares realized for the first time.
That there are things in this world you can see with your own eyes but still can’t believe.
“Winner, Dark Ghost!”
Dark Ghost’s name echoed through the arena, and Gares couldn’t get up after being thrown outside the ring.
He felt like he could die from embarrassment.
“Wh-what just happened?”
“Just now… didn’t he throw Sir Gares just like that?”
What the spectators saw was accurate.
Gares had charged with the first attack, but Dark Ghost simply dodged, then grabbed Gares by the collar and threw him outside the ring.
He was completely helpless.
“…”
“What in the world is this…”
Gares is strong.
He’s Amos’s younger brother and one of the most skilled knights among those belonging to the Kundel Family.
Though not Master-level, he’s an upper Expert-level knight who has held the title of Grand Knight for nearly 10 years!
Such a person was defeated without being able to do anything.
He couldn’t land a single attack and even suffered the humiliation of being grabbed by the collar and thrown!
‘Simple enough.’
And Dark Ghost, no, Ziel turned his head indifferently to the pouring gazes and descended from the arena.
He knows the rules of sparring well.
You must draw your sword and either defeat your opponent, make them surrender, or force them out of bounds.
But going out of bounds rarely happens.
The arena is wide, and matches usually end before that.
However, Ziel made it happen with just one throw.
‘This is the most efficient method.’
Blocking and then throwing was an extremely efficient tactic devised by Ziel.
There’s no need to cross swords.
It would only drain physical strength.
Of course, it’s only efficient for Ziel.
Who in the world would enter a swordsmanship tournament, swing their sword once, then grab their opponent by the collar and throw them out of bounds!
“Kelvin… could you do something like that?”
“I-I don’t know. I’ve never thought about doing something like that…”
“Well, only Quantus would think of that…”
Gilbert’s words were exactly right.
In fact, Ziel had been inspired by Quantus.
That very sight of him throwing everyone with his bare hands in the preliminaries!
Other students found it absurd when they saw it, but only Ziel had nodded.
The problem was that the preliminaries were fought in a format where all contestants from one block fought simultaneously, making out-of-bounds defeats relatively easy.
But Ziel had done it in the main tournament.
‘Student Quantus Hofel is quite helpful.’
And Ziel won the second match in the same way after the first.
His opponent was even a next-generation Master-level knight that Rihart was proud of.
To what extent? He had already reached upper Expert level in his thirties!
But such a knight…
“Wi-winner. Dark Ghost!”
Lost.
Another out-of-bounds defeat.
“Isn’t that guy using magic?”
“How in the world did this…”
There were suspicions.
However, the defeated Gares said this.
“It was an indescribably overwhelming force. If it had been magic… I would have known.”
Then it must be mana.
There are limits to the pure physical strength humans can produce.
Of course, exceptions like Quantus and Kelvin exist.
‘If he concentrates mana enough to produce such force instantaneously, the consumption would be considerable.’
Mana is all about efficiency.
Even Master-level knights rarely pour out all their mana at once.
But what’s with that sight of grabbing and throwing like tossing stones?
It would have been understandable if he had thrown with both hands struggling.
‘I’ll probably need to face someone Master-level to swing my sword multiple times.’
And Ziel, victorious once again, felt the cheers directed at him gradually growing louder.
“He defeated both Kundel and Rihart, didn’t he?”
“Were the Dark Ghost legends actually true?”
“This is incredible… who could he be?”
Meanwhile, people began to question his identity…
‘I must recruit that person. But who is he?’
‘If I bring him over, I can get closer to the throne.’
The two icons of rejection also began to target him.
Of course, above the two princes was the Emperor.
“An interesting man.”
It was the moment when interest surpassed displeasure.
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