On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 280

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The Organization Collapsed on My First Day of Infiltration Episode 280

Your Turn

Round 1.

The captain’s battle began with the Family Heads gathered together, watching through magical projection.

The rules of the captain’s battle seem complex but are actually simple.

Basic sparring rules apply, but within that framework, forming alliances or fleeing tactfully is also possible.

The goal is one.

Survive until the end of the round and secure the maximum remaining points.

In such cases, the 5th Year Students would generally have the advantage, but since it’s only a one-year difference anyway, they can’t block combined attacks from multiple opponents.

So it’s actually a competition that favors those with superior skills.

The Sword School students knew this well too.

Though they had never experienced it, they instinctively knew this fact!

“It seems the 5th Year Students planned their strategy that way, Boss.”

Idel may have been constantly scolded by Berhal, but he wasn’t stupid.

So for the first round, he chose the strategy of sending out a relatively weak fighter to conserve strength.

But still, a 5th Year Student is a 5th Year Student.

“Kugh!”

In the first round, he demonstrated his prowess by blocking the combined attack of Third Year and 4th Year Students, falling simultaneously with a Third Year student.

Three remained.

The 4th Year Student was a mid-tier fighter among the 10.

The First Year was the most skilled student.

And the Second Year was…

“Could Quantus actually win?”

“It’s 2 against 1! You never know!”

It was Quantus.

“Quantus! Team up with the First Year!”

The most realistic and perfect strategy.

However, Ziel didn’t give detailed instructions about this.

More precisely, he deliberately didn’t give them.

It might be different if they were people who had coordinated frequently.

‘Unfamiliar coordination doesn’t suit Quantus Hofel.’

It was a difference in style.

“Hup!”

And Quantus eliminated the First Year.

“Hahaha! It’s standard to eliminate the weak ones first!”

The watching Second Years were speechless.

“No, he could have coordinated but why…”

“Why on earth…”

Only Ann, who knew Quantus well, nodded as if she had expected this.

“I thought he would do that.”

And Ziel prophesied.

“Quantus Hopel will win.”

“Pardon?”

Right after those words fell, Quantus charged at the 4th Year Student.

Skill difference.

It’s important.

For students in their growth period, even a difference of one year, or even one month, is quite significant.

However, the Second Years including Quantus have something special.

The fact that they trained under Ziel!

And Quantus…

Possessed innate strength and build that could never be achieved through training alone—

“Uh, uhh! He’s being pushed back!”

He broke through the opponent’s defense, grabbed him, and threw him outside the arena.

“Round 1, Quantus Hopel wins!”

“Woooooooooh!”

Overwhelming power!

That strategy of grabbing and throwing regardless of whether the opponent blocks with a sword or not!

“Excellent.”

It was precisely the customized tactics Ziel had devised for Quantus.

“That actually works…”

“With this, we earn maximum early points up to round 3.”

It was Ziel’s strategy using Quantus.

After this, he would send out Celia, Yurio, and Delev to earn as many early points as possible and decide the match.

The strategy adjustments were also flexible.

Quantus won round 2 as well, but started being pushed back from round 3.

This was because the strongest student from 4th Year entered.

This was a sudden change.

So Ziel had Celia on standby faster than expected.

“Celia, go in now. Target the left side.”

“Yes, Teacher.”

If Quantus had a weakness, it was being weak against fast opponents.

He’s strong but not agile as a trade-off.

The 4th Year Student who just entered was like that.

Winning as a substitute slightly reduces the points, but victory is what matters.

“I can do more!”

“Come back, Quantus Hopel.”

“Yes.”

The Teacher’s words are absolute!

Quantus, who had been stubbornly trying not to come down, immediately agreed and came down.

Still, the intended purpose was achieved.

He lasted until round 3 and drained the last opponent’s stamina.

‘Still just a Second Year though.’

The remaining 4th Year Student smirked inwardly seeing Celia coming up.

He had heard she was talented.

But still just a Second Year.

If he were mediocre it might be different, but he made it into the top 10 through fierce selection!

However—

‘She’s fast!’

Celia’s skill was far above expectations.

“That’s our daughter!”

Rihart is a prestigious swordsmanship family.

Among them, it’s a prestigious family unmatched in Swift Swordsmanship.

Celia was evaluated as having talent that surpassed her brothers in that prestigious family.

Though she was still considered young and lacking in experience…

Clang! Ching!

She was rapidly filling that gap.

Under Ziel’s teachings.

Also, swordsmanship isn’t something that can be judged by just one or two absolute standards.

For instance, there’s a method of pressing a flustered opponent even harder to seize the initiative.

Just like right now.

“Ugh!”

The corner of Ziel’s mouth slightly rose.

The strategy was working effectively.

There was no better strategy than Swift Swordsmanship for pressing an opponent whose stamina had dropped.

And if the person wielding that Swift Swordsmanship was Celia, one of the greatest talents among the Second Years?

“It’s over.”

Thunk!

Celia’s sword pierced through the shoulder, and as the sword fell, the winner of Round 3 was decided.

“Round 3, Celia Rihart wins!”

“Woooooooh!”

“We won again!”

With this, the Second Years earned 10 points each from Rounds 1 and 2, and 8 points from Round 3’s substitute victory!

“Amazing. To sweep all the initial three rounds.”

“The Second Years are currently in 2nd place overall.”

Following them were the 4th Years, 5th Years, and then the 3rd Years and 1st Years.

‘How can such a damn situation happen…’

The expression on Idel, who was in charge of the 5th Years, was quite a sight to behold.

Meanwhile, Merhen, who was in charge of the 4th Years, was restless.

He had envisioned the 3rd Years closely pursuing the 5th Years, but they ended up beating the 5th Years instead.

The Second Years being in first place didn’t matter.

The problem was Professor Idel’s mood!

“P-Professor. Please don’t worry too much. The 5th Years will soon reclaim first place…”

Of course, it had the opposite effect.

Seeing Idel’s expression distort, Merhen stepped back slightly.

‘This is nothing but complete humiliation…!’

If the Family Heads weren’t present, he wouldn’t have been this angry.

But the Family Heads were watching.

From now on, he would have to teach these kids until graduation, and this would damage his standing as a professor.

“No matter how skilled Teacher Ziel is, isn’t it a bit much for the 5th and 4th Years to be pushed back so helplessly?”

“The kids are trying hard, but the strategy itself…”

“Teacher Ziel is amazing though, right?”

He could hear murmuring sounds.

Meanwhile.

“Oh my, as expected, we can’t compete with the other grades. What about our 1st Years.”

“Defeat is also experience. Still, learning under Professor Allix, the children will do well.”

“Haha, Professor Elcanto really knows how to make one feel good with words.”

The atmosphere between the 1st and 3rd Years was very harmonious.

Both knew from the beginning.

That they couldn’t beat the Second Years taught by Ziel.

But that didn’t mean they had given up.

“Listen well. Winning in the exchange competition is important, but what’s more important is that you gain experience.”

“Yes, Professor!”

“You’re 1st Years anyway. It’s natural to lose. We have a second round too, so let’s just not leave any regrets in the first round.”

“Yes!”

The 3rd Years had a slightly different situation, but still, the students’ support for Professor Elcanto was quite high.

Anyway, the atmosphere was divided into three groups.

The 1st and 3rd Years who decided to just enjoy it.

The 4th and 5th Years who had to save face somehow.

And the Second Years running like crazy in between.

“Now it’s that student’s turn.”

“That child won the youth division of the swordsmanship competition, right?”

“Amazing talent. I heard he already received a scouting offer from the Imperial Knights.”

Next, in Round 4, Yurio stepped forward.

Yurio had been continuously growing even after winning the swordsmanship competition.

After his illness was treated in his first year, his suppressed growth exploded, and it continued to this day!

This time his opponent was a 5th Year.

With the 1st, 3rd, and 4th Years eliminated in turn, Yurio took a deep breath.

“Whew.”

“Scared? You’re going to lose anyway, why not give up now?”

Yurio chuckled.

“What? What’s so funny?”

“Nothing, it’s just exactly what my teacher said, Senior.”

It was exactly what Teacher Ziel had said.

Your opponent is looking down on you.

He’s someone with strong pride and excessive confidence in his own abilities.

So if you provoke him moderately, he’ll come at you on his own – that kind of advice.

He also said that in terms of pure skill alone, he couldn’t win.

But he added that if he exploited the weaknesses in swordsmanship, he could win.

‘Normally I wouldn’t be able to beat this opponent… but let’s try exploiting the weaknesses like Teacher said.’

Yurio broke expectations and attacked first.

Clang!

As expected, it was blocked.

But the moment it was blocked, he didn’t panic and turned to the left.

Because he had already heard from Ziel that the left side was weaker due to the nature of swordsmanship!

‘Remember, Student Yurio Harmatan. Fighting and swordsmanship always have variables. If you utilize those variables, even a child can defeat a master-level knight.’

‘Then can I beat you too, Teacher!’

‘No. That’s impossible.’

‘Ah.’

Even with this, he didn’t think he could beat Teacher Ziel, but he felt he could beat the senior in front of him.

Clang, clang!

“This bastard…”

He was an opponent he could definitely beat.

No matter how much of a youth division winner he was!

No matter how outstanding his talent, the difference in experience couldn’t be ignored.

But he was getting drawn in.

‘How does he know? The weaknesses of my swordsmanship!’

Persistent attacks targeting weaknesses and gaps!

His swordsmanship didn’t feel faster or more powerful than his own.

But it was extremely troublesome to deal with.

‘It’s working. Just like Teacher said!’

Exploiting the enemy’s weaknesses and characteristics of their swordsmanship.

Yurio had grown toward wielding very balanced swordsmanship.

That meant he could respond regardless of his opponent’s swordsmanship style.

“Damn it, why am I being pushed back! Nate! Look properly!”

Idel shouted angrily, but Yurio’s move exploiting the gap struck.

Slash.

He cut the arm holding the sword in a grazing manner.

Ziel nodded as he watched this scene.

“The 5th Years are also lacking in experience.”

Certainly, the Second Years lacked experience compared to the 5th Years.

But in terms of absolute experience, even the Fifth Years were just kids.

A child who flinched and panicked at a single injury.

“He’s being pushed back drastically from just that level of injury, Boss. As you said, kids are just kids.”

“Mm.”

If this were real combat, no knight would be pushed back that much just from injuring their sword arm.

But the Fifth Years were equally lacking in experience.

“Damn it!”

Fifth Year Nate, unable to handle the blood flowing and pain overwhelming him, finally—

“Round 4, Yurio Harmatan wins!”

“As expected of Yurio!”

“Wooooo!”

He tasted the humiliation of losing to a Second Year.

“I, I won…”

Of course, Yurio wasn’t unscathed either.

He had sustained several wounds while exchanging offense and defense.

If anything, Yurio had more injuries.

However, if there was a difference…

“The Second Years are ahead in real combat experience.”

The courage forged through Ziel’s harsh training was different.

That was the difference.

“Nate! I believed in you, but how could you…”

“…I’m sorry, Professor.”

Nate couldn’t bring himself to say he lost because his opponent was strong.

But Nate, the spectators, and Professor Idel all knew.

That he lost because his opponent was skilled.

“Four straight wins up to Round 4… This Exchange Tournament is going to see the Second Years really stir things up.”

Berhal, who had been watching, smiled contentedly.

He was also impressed.

‘It seems Teacher Ziel was the only one who properly understood the characteristics of group battles and educated accordingly.’

The other professors wouldn’t have done differently.

But it seemed only Ziel had clearly assessed the opponents and devised individual customized strategies.

Amid this, Round 5 began, and Ziel faced an opponent different from the existing intelligence.

Fourth Year Aken Kundel.

Delev’s older brother, who they thought would appear last, was coming out now.

And according to their strategy, this round was supposed to be Delev’s turn.

Ziel looked at Delev.

“Boss, let’s go with the plan.”

Gilbert said cautiously from the side.

Deploying Delev now was partly to press the advantage early, but also because Aken Kundel was supposed to be in the final position.

However, Ziel spoke unexpectedly.

“Student Delev Kundel. It’s your turn.”

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