On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 249
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The Organization Collapsed on My First Day of Infiltration Episode 249
Legend of the Dark Ghost (3)
Is it the Dark Ghost?
Or is it the Specter?
No one knows the Specter’s face.
Even if there were, they would all be dead.
The ‘Black Sky’ assassination group was destroyed after all. Because of this, people were looking at the Dark Ghost with suspicion while thinking, ‘No way.’
‘The Specter?’
‘That’s right. That’s what people are speculating.’
‘What nonsense. Why would the Specter come here?’
Sigmund also didn’t believe the fact even after receiving the report.
The Specter?
What ridiculous nonsense…
“The Specter.”
On the other hand, there was someone who found it interesting.
None other than Eleanor.
She was known to the world as an elegant and disciplined knight who was more ‘noble’ than anyone else, but there was one fact people didn’t know.
The fact that she was a fan of the Specter!
‘Is that person really the Specter?’
Come to think of it, he seemed pretty handsome.
She also liked that he was taciturn.
If he really was the Specter…
‘Should I kidnap him after winning?’
While she was having dangerous thoughts, there was someone else who was most excited.
“Really? Really the Specter… you say?”
“Th, that can’t be.”
“No. It has to be!”
Gilbert was excited.
Who was the Specter!
Wasn’t he his long-time idol!
At one point, he had quite seriously considered joining Black Sky.
Though he gave up in less than 10 seconds because he didn’t have confidence in living as an assassin.
Anyway, the reason was the Specter.
‘If, if it’s really the Specter, should I at least get an autograph…?’
The Specter.
Black Sky’s greatest assassin who made the world tremble in fear, and the greatest assassin of all time!
Actually, only those in power disliked and trembled before him, while Gilbert, Kelvin, or the vast majority of ordinary citizens of the Empire actually supported the Specter.
Gilbert went beyond that to outright worship him!
Thanks to his excessive fandom, he even had dangerous thoughts.
‘Should I go ask?’
Gilbert gave up since he probably wouldn’t answer anyway.
But that didn’t mean he didn’t approach.
“Um…”
The Dark Ghost, that is, Ziel, glanced back at Gilbert who approached.
“What is it?”
A modified voice that couldn’t be thought of as Ziel’s flowed out. Of course, it was very natural.
“Well…”
Is this how Kelvin feels?
He was looking for something to say but nothing came to mind.
‘Oh, that’s right.’
One thing came to mind.
“Thank you for the advice earlier. Thanks to that, I made it to the semifinals.”
“It wasn’t advice.”
“I, is that so.”
“I was just muttering, and it coincidentally sounded like advice.”
“…”
“And it’s also true that it was effective.”
This way of speaking.
It seems like I’ve heard it a lot somewhere…
‘That can’t be.’
Boss was in the spectator seats.
He saw him earlier.
Gilbert shook his head at the ridiculous imagination and bowed his head.
“A, anyway, thank you.”
“I understand.”
“…”
“Aren’t you going?”
“Ah, I understand. I’m going.”
Gilbert turned his gaze back toward the spectator seats.
Boss was indeed there.
There was no room for doubt.
‘That can’t be right. Boss said he wasn’t interested. Besides, if he entered, he’d win it himself, so why would he push us so hard?’
The Boss that Gilbert knew was absolutely someone who wouldn’t be interested in this kind of tournament!
He was someone who valued students more than honor.
While Gilbert returned with his suspicions completely cleared, the semifinals were announced.
“The semifinals will now commence! All semifinalists, please prepare!”
The General Division semifinals also followed the ‘Special Semifinals’ rule newly established from this year’s tournament, with 5 people fighting simultaneously.
The Youth Division and Young Adult Division were child’s play compared to the General Division.
Semifinals with two Master-level fighters mixed in – no, it was practically the finals!
‘Wait, is it three?’
If Dark Ghost was also Master-level, then yes.
Gilbert glanced at Kelvin and tapped his shoulder.
“Aren’t you nervous?”
“…”
This guy really doesn’t live up to his size…
“…S-spare me, Gilbert. I can’t, can’t breathe.”
“…”
Well, of course.
Even if the two of them teamed up, they probably couldn’t beat a single opponent.
“Let’s just do our best.”
The students were watching.
Looking pathetic was out of the question.
At minimum, they had to struggle before going down.
That’s what he thought.
“We will now commence the Imperial Swordsmanship Tournament Special Semifinals!”
Until the semifinals began, that’s certainly what he thought.
Shing.
Everyone drew their swords.
‘The probing phase will begin.’
All contestants had to face four opponents.
Depending on their movements, they could face everyone, but depending on strategy, they could also reap benefits while others were eliminated.
Gilbert chose a waiting strategy for now.
Defense would be better than attack.
Kelvin seemed to think the same.
‘When the other Master-level fighters come, then I’ll defend…’
That’s when it happened.
One of them.
That is…
Dark Ghost moved.
And he was walking slowly at that.
Toward Sigmund.
“What, what is he doing?”
When he should be rushing out quickly to attack, he’s doing that?
At that sight, Eleanor, Gilbert, Kelvin, and even Sigmund who was the target couldn’t move.
‘Is he planning to duel with me?’
Sigmund chuckled and took his stance.
Then Ziel stopped abruptly.
It was the center.
“…?”
Sigmund, who had been taking his stance, tilted his head.
Ziel turned his head to make eye contact with each person one by one, then nodded.
“Now it’s ready.”
What’s ready?
“Come at me all at once. This is more efficient.”
“…”
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Even in the spectator seats, opinions were divided watching that incomprehensible sight.
“Is that Dark Ghost crazy? Why did he go to the most vulnerable position for attacks?”
“Maybe he has a strategy!”
The students felt the same.
“He went to the perfect spot to be attacked… Why is he making himself a target for everyone else?”
“Does he have confidence he can take them all down?”
That was right.
In fact, this was an extremely efficient action.
That is, for Ziel it was.
‘It’s better to make them come to me rather than picking them off one by one.’
That single decision completely changed the dynamics of the semifinals.
It was as if the winner had already been decided, and the other contestants were just challenging that predetermined champion!
But they couldn’t just ignore him and fight among themselves either.
In the end, they’d just be handing him the fisherman’s profit!
“Hah, that Dark Ghost fellow… he’s got brains.”
Dietrich grasped the intention, though slightly differently!
And Franz, who was not far away, also nodded.
“He made himself the protagonist in an instant.”
Anyway, Ziel’s true intention didn’t really matter.
“That showmanship is incredible.”
“He’s basically saying ‘come at me all at once,’ right?”
“Dark Ghost is so cool!”
The cheers from the audience were growing louder.
Sigmund became displeased.
Naturally, he should be the one winning and receiving all the attention.
That was the only way to wash away the humiliation from the youth and young adult divisions and maintain his honor!
‘Making the first move, huh.’
Sigmund glanced toward Eleanor.
As it happened, Eleanor was also looking at him.
They were sizing each other up.
Who would go first?
Sigmund made his choice.
‘I’ll smash him to pieces.’
Strategy? Tactics?
None of that mattered.
He had to compensate for the humiliation he felt in the youth and young adult divisions with this.
“You’ve made it this far, but now it’s time to fall.”
The moment Sigmund kicked off the ground, Gilbert and Kelvin felt relieved.
‘At least it’s not 5th place.’
‘4th place is secured at minimum.’
One of the two would fall, after all.
However…
Clang! Cheng!
They never expected it to unfold like this.
‘What?’
The moment Sigmund crossed swords with Dark Ghost, he sensed something was wrong.
Why was he blocking so effortlessly?
There was even the rippling mana around the sword that only Master-level fighters could display.
So when their swords clashed, he should be pushed back by that impact!
Even if he wasn’t pushed back, there should be some minimal cost to blocking a sword of this level…
‘Why is he blocking so comfortably?’
The truly shocking fact was something else entirely.
His opponent’s sword showed barely any mana.
No, it was visible, but it was as faint as a mana sword of someone who had just entered Expert level.
‘I can clearly see the flow of the mana sword.’
And this was possible because Ziel was currently using senses enhanced by the Polar Night Breathing Technique.
He could see it.
The gaps in that mana sword that appeared powerful and flawless at first glance.
If he struck those points, the mana flow would momentarily weaken.
‘This could be useful for teaching students too.’
Though unintended, Sigmund had become experimental teaching material!
“Wh-what the hell is that…”
“D-Dark Ghost is strong.”
Kelvin summarized it in one sentence.
Dark Ghost is strong.
In other words, stronger than Sigmund.
Clang, cheng!
Sigmund became desperate.
Countless questions flooded his mind, but they all pointed to one fact.
The possibility that he might actually lose!
‘No, that can’t be. To some nobody who came out of nowhere…’
His opponent wasn’t Daren, who was considered his equal, nor Amos.
And certainly not His Imperial Majesty.
It was just some guy who had arrogantly entered with the name ‘Dark Ghost.’
‘In a situation like this, I should use my secret technique…’
Just as Sigmund was about to use his secret technique.
Clang, thud!
Ziel’s sword pierced through Sigmund’s shoulder.
“Kuk….”
Secret technique?
He could block it.
But preventing its use entirely would be much more efficient.
With that judgment, he stabbed the shoulder.
At a speed too fast for Sigmund to react.
“….”
“….”
Suddenly silence fell over the spectator seats.
Of all people, the one now staggering with a pierced shoulder was….
“L-Lord Sigmund….”
“Did he… lose?”
Swoosh, as he pulled out the sword, blood flowed down.
Then Ziel finished it decisively.
Slash!
He broke through the defense of Sigmund, who was hesitating while gripping his sword, and slashed his thigh as well.
“It’s over. Surrender.”
“Who says I will!”
“How inefficient, just like someone else.”
The moment Sigmund tried to force out his secret technique, Ziel, detecting the mana fluctuation, stabbed his other shoulder too.
“Kuk!”
Sigmund’s arm went limp.
He only managed not to drop his sword, but his fighting strength was gone.
He could force himself to draw up mana and fight while ignoring his injuries, but that would be a decision that disregarded his future.
“Surrender. You might faint from excessive bleeding.”
“Unnecessary worry…!”
“If you faint and collapse, you’ll be a hindrance when fighting other contestants.”
“….”
It wasn’t out of concern.
Thanks to that, his anger cooled slightly.
So Sigmund, though humiliated, had no choice but to make a decision.
“…I surrender.”
Sigmund raised his hand to signal his surrender.
“S-Sigmund Valentin… eliminated!”
Even the person announcing the elimination seemed shocked, as their voice trembled.
And the moment that announcement rang out, chaos erupted in the spectator seats.
“My goodness, this is unbelievable!”
“Lord Valentin eliminated!”
Sigmund’s elimination, who had fans almost comparable to Eleanor!
It was a tremendous shock.
Especially since other Family Heads like Daren and Amos weren’t participating!
Yet he was the first to be eliminated in the semifinals.
“My money, my moneeeey!”
“That damn Dark Ghost bastard!”
“I’m bankrupt, bankrupt!”
Those who had bet money naturally screamed in despair.
This tournament was insane.
Who would have thought that a child from the Harmatan family would win the youth division?
Also, who could have predicted that Lord Sigmund would be eliminated like this!
It was tremendous chaos where a riot wouldn’t have been surprising.
“Incredible. Simply incredible.”
All eyes focused on Dark Ghost, who had eliminated Sigmund without much effort.
And Gilbert and Kelvin were stunned.
“We’re screwed… Why is he so strong….”
“I-I don’t think… I could block even once.”
The remaining one.
Eleanor’s eyes sparkled.
‘The secret technique forbidden by my family… he might be skilled enough to try it on?’
And she began approaching Ziel at high speed.
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