On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 272
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The Organization Collapsed on My First Day of Infiltration Episode 272
Reason to Be Here
For now, Malacas was freed from paralysis. However, he still couldn’t use mana.
“How on earth did you do that? To control a mage of that caliber’s mana so simply! Are you perhaps from the Imperial Palace?”
Still, he was quite talkative. Rather than being upset, he asked all sorts of questions. Ziel’s expression wasn’t very good.
‘That person comes to mind.’
Reviving terror!
Feeling something similar in nature, Ziel instinctively passed him off to Gilbert.
“Uh, well. To explain on behalf of the Boss, we came from the Academy. Then the Boss detected mana fluctuations and came all the way here…”
“Good heavens! You detected the waves flowing from that amorphous high-density mana accumulation and phase superposition? That’s impossible! It’s perfectly shielded so there shouldn’t be any detectable mana!”
“Right… I’m curious how he did it too.”
“Your Boss is an incredible person, isn’t he?”
“He is indeed.”
Gilbert, who had gotten carried away for no reason, suddenly tilted his head.
“But are you really going to keep staying here?”
“Of course. I…”
Sphere, sphere.”
“No. It’s a ‘high-density mana accumulation and phase superposition.'”
“Ah.”
“I absolutely cannot leave until I completely eliminate the high-density mana accumulation and phase superposition.”
“Can’t you just blow it up?”
“Of course not! The power contained within transcends imagination. It’s astronomical. You see, power ultimately needs an outlet to escape.”
What he meant was that if they tried to blow it up here or force something, problems would definitely arise.
“Does your Boss perhaps have a plan? Since he’s completely controlling my mana, I think there must be something!”
Gilbert quietly asked Ziel.
“Boss, is there perhaps a way to eliminate that power?”
“I don’t know.”
“Ah.”
“I don’t know.”
“…”
Why is he being so stubborn?
Usually when someone doesn’t know, they at least explain the reason.
No way, surely not.
“Boss, is it perhaps because of the sword…”
“No. Absolutely not.”
“…”
It seemed to be correct.
“…Sir Malacas, I think you need to compliment our Boss’s sword.”
“Hm?”
“The Boss has been talking about his sword since earlier, but you haven’t responded, so I think that’s why…”
“Sword? What sword? Ah, that sword?”
“Yes. It’s a sword the Boss is extremely fond of. So if you could praise it just a little…”
“Mm. That much!”
Malacas was a man who did things properly when he set his mind to it.
“Oh! Now that I look properly! This sword isn’t simply something hammered from the Ether River, is it? This smooth resistance-zero feeling from the cool sword blade! It’s like a ‘physical cutting point’ born to slice through the very flow of mana itself!”
Malacas approached Ziel with gleaming eyes like an archaeologist who had discovered a holy relic.
“No, look at this curvature! It’s designed to trace a perfect trajectory not just aerodynamically but also mana-dynamically! Moreover, the artistry of this sword’s handle… it feels like the wielder’s will could be transmitted down to the molecular level. Earlier when you cut down that ‘Root Tree’ in one stroke, it wasn’t just the user’s strength, but without this legendary famous sword, the entire island would have collapsed from resonance phenomena due to mana’s repulsive force!”
He didn’t understand what he was saying, but it was clearly high praise.
Gilbert was relieved for now.
Ziel was nodding.
“You know what you’re talking about.”
“My eyes must have been contaminated by the amorphous high-density mana accumulation and phase superposition! Look, this sharp blue sword aura! Doesn’t it seem like truth itself given form? This sword isn’t a simple weapon, but cosmic scissors that can cut through all existing causality!”
“Mm.”
Ziel pondered for a moment then asked.
“Your words are long. One evaluation of this sword is enough.”
“What would that be?”
“Cool.”
“Ah. Of, of course! It’s cool! No other words are needed!”
“Mm.”
Only then did Ziel nod with satisfaction!
For others it would be groveling, but for Ziel it was exactly what he wanted to hear.
Why?
Because it was the only sword of its kind in the world.
Moreover, a prize he had proudly claimed by winning the general division!
Of course, people wouldn’t know that fact. Ever.
Anyway, Ziel was satisfied.
“Boss, then how should we deal with that amorphous… whatever it is?”
“It can’t be dealt with immediately.”
“Is, is that so?”
Was there some preliminary work needed?
“The students are in practical training. Sudden environmental changes must be avoided.”
The most important thing to Ziel was the students.
If they eliminated that sphere now, major changes would occur on Osu Island.
Then the practical training and exchange competition would become meaningless.
“The urgent situation will be concluded soon. The students’ practical training will proceed normally again, so we’ll proceed after finishing everything including the exchange competition.”
“Ah. I understand. So there is a method?”
“Yes. There is. I’m not a mage, but from what I’ve heard, I can understand how it should be handled.”
Malacas listened intently.
“What method is it, Boss?”
“Boss?”
“Uh… this person called you Boss, so I just…”
Malacas didn’t particularly have any sense of authority as a mage.
If he had, he wouldn’t have come to this place in the first place.
What he wanted was only one thing!
Research alone.
“Would you share your wisdom, Boss?”
Ziel calmly presented the method.
“Reduce it gradually.”
“…”
Who doesn’t know that?
He was doing this because no matter how much he thought about it from a magical perspective, it couldn’t be solved.
During the past 10 years, Malacas had tried every attempt possible.
“I know that too. But the process is extremely complex with too many variables. Adding power isn’t difficult, but reducing it without worrying about collapse is really… a difficult process. Even for me.”
It was a problem that had tormented Malacas for 10 years.
Then an accident occurred.
What he had tried to reduce went wrong and suddenly amplified.
If Ziel hadn’t come, terrible things might have happened to all of Osu Island!
“Gradually reducing it is easier said than done – it’s impossible. That power is too mighty…”
“Then what was it that I did earlier?”
“Pardon?”
“Wasn’t your power reduced by half without any problems?”
“…!”
Right.
The Ether River!
That was it.
‘I should have abandoned the mage’s perspective!’
It was a simple shift in thinking.
“Just cut off the power supply like you did before. We can eliminate them one by one.”
Of course, it wasn’t because Malacas was a fool.
The method Ziel had originally attempted was something that could never normally be conceived—
“This seems like thinking from a completely different dimension. Because only ‘Boss’ can do it!”
As Malacas said, a method only Ziel could do, and therefore only Ziel could think of!
It wasn’t just because of the sword made from the Ether River.
“Doing something with the Ether River, I thought about that too. But….”
“Um, Sir Malacas. Could you speak a little more simply? I actually can’t understand what you’re saying.”
“Ahem. Then I’ll put it simply. A weapon made from the Ether River, I considered it but concluded it wouldn’t work. Why? Because wielding it to block mana is the user’s capability! Unfortunately, I’m an old man with no more muscle than a First-Tier Mage has mana, so it could only remain a thought. Of course, having just strength isn’t everything!”
Gilbert regretted it.
Asking him to speak simply seemed to make his words even longer.
Still, he could understand.
“If just holding an Ether River weapon made it possible, the world would have been turned upside down. That’s only possible with extremely precise mana control combined with understanding of mana! The moment you interfere with mana while cutting through experimental equipment, through very, very delicate force adjustment, without any problems….”
“So basically you mean our Boss is freaking amazing.”
“Exactly! Hmm. Such intuitive expression, very good.”
As always, the conclusion was the same.
Ziel was amazing.
The person in question seemed to think nothing of it.
Because to him, it was too natural.
Anyway, they had reached a conclusion.
“In conclusion, this Osu Island’s problem can be solved!”
“It takes time. Not now.”
“I heard earlier that there’s practical training happening….”
When Gilbert briefly explained, Malacas asked back with some surprise.
“Practical training on this island? They’re raising them tough, aren’t they? Well, they need that much training to become excellent knights later.”
It seemed this practical training really was dangerous in many ways.
“Good. So we have to wait until the event ends, is that what you’re saying.”
“That’s right.”
“No problem. I’ve been researching for 10 years, what’s a few more days!”
Malacas looked very pleased.
In fact, unimaginable things had happened to him simultaneously.
The power rampage had stopped.
And they had found a way to eliminate the power.
Most importantly, the Root Tree had finally been ‘destroyed’.
That Root Tree was originally a tree of tremendous age that had existed on Osu Island from the beginning.
By estimation, it was about 4,000 years old.
Naturally, the mana it contained was enormous, and due to its location in the central island, it was used as a major base for experiments conducted on Osu Island.
But as a result, it became an uncontrollable tree.
‘I thought destruction itself was impossible because it was too closely connected to the high-density mana accumulation and phase overlap body….’
Yet they had cut down that tree.
He hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, but they said it was cut anyway.
‘Now that the Root Tree has been cut and disappeared, the power will naturally weaken, and if we eliminate it bit by bit… this island will return to normal.’
Malacas gazed intently at Ziel.
What kind of person was he?
For Malacas, who had been stuck here and never heard stories about Ziel, it was a natural question!
“Then I’ll prepare a bit before the event ends. I’ll need to create an outlet for the power to be eliminated according to the law of mana conservation. I’ve been steadily digging the ground for 10 years, and this is how it’ll be used!”
“The ground? A hole?”
“Yes! This is an island. In other words, a hole leading to the lake! If we slowly and periodically drain it down into the lake, there should be no problems.”
Gilbert was dumbfounded.
‘This guy isn’t quite right in the head either….’
Even if it’s an island, he dug a hole downward for 10 years?
“Interesting. How deep is it?”
“800m from this point. I’m digging from that direction with equipment I developed.”
“You have perseverance. Then prepare to discharge it that way.”
“Yes! Boss!”
Gilbert felt a sense of crisis.
He called him that because Gilbert did, but why did jealousy surge up like with Kelvin!
“Wait, but if Osu Island’s problem is solved, then I….”
In the midst of this, Malacas faced a fundamental problem.
“I’ll no longer have any reason to stay here, will I?”
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