On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 281

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The Organization Collapsed on My First Day of Infiltration Episode 281

This Is Enough

Delev no longer resented his Elder Brothers.

Starting from last year’s exchange competition, their relationship had improved to some degree.

But there was a problem.

‘Ah, Brother! Let’s spar!’

‘Sorry Delev, but I’m an upperclassman now so I’m a bit busy.’

‘What do you mean, 4th year isn’t upperclassman!’

That’s right.

Second Brother Aken had become busy after advancing to 4th year.

So he couldn’t play with him.

It was fine until last year!

On top of that, Big Brother Agres had become a 6th year.

So he was absent from all events.

Agres already spent more time at the family Knight Order for field training than at the Academy.

So Delev made up his mind.

This time, he would definitely beat Second Brother.

And the opportunity had come.

“Thank you, Teacher. I’ll show you a victory.”

Ziel had instructed him to participate as planned!

Delev knew too.

That Second Brother was originally supposed to come out last, so he was in this order now.

But Teacher seemed to trust him despite the change in plans.

“I’ll repay your faith. I’ll definitely win and…”

“It’s fine if you lose.”

As expected, he’s being considerate so I don’t feel pressured…

“We’ve already secured victories up to the 4th round. Even if you lose, our high probability of taking 1st place remains unchanged.”

“…”

As expected, such a cold Teacher!

‘Right, what’s important is the year ranking.’

Delev also felt a bit more at ease.

While facing his brother was important, what was more important now was securing maximum points.

So either way, it seemed he needed to defend at least 2nd place.

Just as he was thinking that and getting up.

“But if possible, win.”

“…!”

“Now is a good opportunity. It’s the same swordsmanship, but you’ve added advantages in a different way. Remember that.”

“A different way…”

That was the method that started from inspiration gained from Celia’s swordsmanship!

It was Delev-style Heavy Sword Technique that complemented the weaknesses of Kundel Heavy Sword Technique.

“Remember. Your swordsmanship and Student Celia Rihart’s swordsmanship are mutually complementary. In other words, they’re swordsmanship styles that can strike each other’s weaknesses.”

Hearing those words, Celia immediately flared up.

“That’s not right, Teacher! My swordsmanship is stronger!”

“No. They’re similar.”

“Ah.”

Delev chuckled at seeing Celia like that, then looked at Ziel again.

“I’ll give it a try, Teacher.”

Shing.

The 5th round finally began.

If the Second Years remained victorious here too, they’d be one step closer to winning the 1st round captain battle.

But no one thought Aken Kundel would lose.

Other 4th years might be different.

Like Delev, he had inherited Kundel’s Heavy Sword Technique, and along with Agres, was a talent representing Sword School.

‘Indeed.’

How would it be this time.

Amos’s eyes were full of interest.

A battle between two sons.

“Family Head, you must have mixed feelings.”

“Mm. I wouldn’t be surprised whoever wins.”

“What? Even if the youngest Young Master wins?”

Everyone around was surprised by Amos’s remark.

“Are you saying the youngest Young Master’s growth is at that level?”

“That’s part of it, but he’s opening new horizons for our Family Swordsmanship.”

“…”

Delev was different.

Agres.

Aken.

The first and second sons faithfully learned the family’s swordsmanship and steadily followed those steps.

That was excellent too.

But Delev was going one step further to complete ‘his own swordsmanship.’

‘If possible, it would be good if Aken and Agres lost in turn and had an opportunity to reflect on themselves.’

Kundel Heavy Sword Technique had also been improved and developed through generations.

Amos had also learned the Heavy Sword Technique that was the root, but after painstaking effort, he improved the Heavy Sword Technique and as a result stood tall among his brothers.

And the swordsmanship Amos improved became the standard for current Kundel Heavy Sword Technique.

He was proud of Delev walking the same path as himself.

If possible, he hoped all three sons would do so.

Because that would ultimately make the family prosperous.

“Hup!”

The first opponent Delev faced was a Third Year.

He wasn’t very strong.

It was only a one-year difference anyway.

Thwack!

“Kuk!”

He was dealt with surprisingly easily.

He was a talent carefully selected from the Third Years, but Delev had talent that surpassed that!

“…”

As Delev performed actively, Celia just clenched her fists tightly.

Even though she had brought victory in the 3rd round thanks to herself, she thought it wasn’t enough.

Moreover, her own Swift Swordsmanship movements visible in that Heavy Sword Technique!

‘Anyway, I don’t like it.’

However, Celia was also vaguely realizing.

That the person who developed her and made her stronger was precisely Delev.

In the midst of this, the 5th Year Students became supporting characters again.

Because there were two Kundels!

“Damn it all…”

Idel trembled with frustration, but there was nothing he could do.

Kundel was unbeatable.

4th year Aken Kundel defeating a 5th year student was instantaneous.

“…”

Thanks to that, the First Year left alone shuddered with fear.

The Kundel sons who each defeated a student one year above them!

And the remaining first year quietly stayed put, only glaring at each other without caring about anything else.

The first year caught between them cautiously raised his hand.

“I’ll surrender…”

It was a wise choice.

Both Delev and Aken were planning to immediately deal with anyone who showed even the slightest sign of interfering before fighting.

There was also the strategy of staying still and waiting for one person to remain, but their gazes were too fierce.

“Well done. It’s okay.”

While Allix, in charge of the first years, comforted the student who surrendered and came down, the clash between the two began.

Crash!

A heavy collision between heavy sword techniques!

Both had drawn up plenty of mana from the start and caused this collision.

Though it wasn’t at the level of master-class duels where shockwaves flew in all directions, the intensity was fully conveyed.

“Delev, you…”

“What, did I get stronger?”

“This isn’t our heavy sword technique!”

Clang!

As they exchanged sword strikes for the second time, Delev chuckled.

“Brother, the family’s swordsmanship isn’t the only swordsmanship.”

Then he glanced once toward Celia before continuing.

“Heavy sword technique, when you really think about it, isn’t just about being heavy.”

Suddenly, Delev’s sword flew at a speed Aken couldn’t predict.

Crash!

He barely managed to block it, but it was close.

If he had been just a little less experienced, just a little less talented, he would have definitely been hit and sent flying.

Seeing Aken’s trembling hands, Amos’s lips curved upward.

“How is it?”

“A bit… fast?”

But Aken also quickly switched his sword strikes.

He took the stance of the 23rd form of heavy sword technique that Delev hadn’t reached yet—

Crash!

And struck down with all his strength.

“…Wow.”

Delev, who barely dodged, gulped down dry saliva.

If that had hit, his sword probably would have broken.

And that shock would have been transmitted directly…

“…”

Delev looked at Aken.

Aken flinched.

‘Is he angry?’

He had attacked with genuine intent.

Even prepared for serious injury.

There wouldn’t be any risk of death.

He knew well the reputation of Teacher Ziel, who had saved his younger brother at the knight order camp.

Still, he had put his heart into it.

‘Because he’s that kind of opponent.’

However, Delev seemed a little angry…

“I’m actually kind of happy.”

He wasn’t.

Rather, he was pleased.

Delev raised the corners of his mouth and swung his sword once through the air.

“Let’s do this.”

It was another clash.

Crash, clang!

The brothers’ fight was fierce.

None of the students could dare offer advice about this duel.

They didn’t have the confidence to fight like Delev or like Aken.

It was different from the previous exchange competition.

Unlike that time when Delev got excited and charged in even after dropping his weapon, both were now calmly and coolly aiming for each other’s openings.

Bang!

Sometimes heavily.

Clang!

Sometimes sharply.

Not only Celia but also Yurio felt a bit of ‘envy’ as he watched.

‘Delev has a motivation to become stronger.’

Yurio was an only child.

So he didn’t really know what having a sibling was like.

But watching Delev, he felt like he understood a little.

What the existence of a sibling that he had somewhat longed for since childhood was like.

“How is it, Boss?”

And Ziel, who was watching this entire situation more coldly than anyone else, answered like this.

“I don’t want to say.”

“…You always made predictions though.”

“It’s no fun if I tell you.”

A match that became even more unpredictable!

However, if Gilbert had observed Ziel’s expression just a little more carefully, he would have noticed.

That Ziel’s lips were curved up more than usual.

Clang!

As evidence of this, Aken was feeling bewildered.

He wasn’t being overpowered in strength.

Rather, he was overwhelming Delev.

But in speed and precision, his younger brother was surpassing him.

‘How on earth?’

It’s not like heavy sword technique lacks those two qualities.

Rather, Father strikes down with his sword at a speed comparable to any decent swift swordsmanship practitioner.

But this speed and precision that Delev was showing… had a different quality somehow.

It was around that time that he recalled memories of participating in the youth swordsmanship tournament.

Celia’s older brother.

Joshuah Rihart!

That swift swordsmanship from back then!

“Ugh!”

The moment he recalled that thought, a thrust rarely seen in heavy sword technique pierced through.

It was a strike in an instant.

Aken blocked it.

No, he thought he had blocked it.

He had deflected the trajectory to make it slide past his waist.

But then.

“Hup!”

Delev twisted the deflected sword’s trajectory inward and pulled—

“Ugh!”

He managed to inflict a long wound on Aken’s waist.

“Ooh!”

“The youngest young master!”

The first successful attack in this duel!

Moreover, it was Delev who had accomplished it, not Aken.

Not with the heavy sword technique of striking down or pushing forward, but with Delev’s own method!

“Wow.”

Aken let out a hollow laugh at the blood that seeped out.

This was the first time he had been directly injured by his younger brother like this.

His younger brother who had always been defeated by a few moves despite training desperately every time.

A chill ran down his spine.

‘I have no choice.’

Aken finally decided to give it his all.

The secret technique passed down through his father.

Though not perfect, he intended to use it.

“Little brother, it’ll be big trouble if you try to block this one?”

Aken, who even kindly gave a warning, raised his sword without caring about his injury.

And charged forward just like that.

‘Dodge it, Student Delev Kundel.’

Ziel repeated inwardly.

The ominous mana contained in Aken’s sword!

He would surely gather all his strength and strike down.

From Ziel’s perspective, dodging and counterattacking would be best.

It wasn’t an attack that couldn’t be avoided either.

However, Delev moved contrary to Ziel’s expectations.

This time, it would truly be a clash of strength against strength.

‘He’s going to collide head-on.’

Teacher would have told him to dodge.

Still, this time he felt he had to clash.

“Boss, it looks like he’s going to face it head-on?”

Gilbert also noticed this and muttered anxiously.

But then, Ziel caught on to Delev’s true intention.

“Student Delev Kundel has won.”

“Huh?”

A slightly late prophecy.

However, it was still a prophecy.

Since it was spoken before it happened.

‘Now!’

Delev focused on his brother’s sword striking down. Swordsmanship that plunged straight down without any trajectory to speak of!

But within it, he read the path of mana.

Just like during training with Teacher Ziel!

Clang clang clang!

Delev’s sword, which deflected the striking sword as if flowing—

Slash!

Swept across Aken’s upper body.

Crash!

At the same time, Aken’s sword embedded deeply into the ground, sending fragments flying in all directions.

A moment of silence settled.

But soon—

“You really… beat me, didn’t you?”

Aken smiled with difficulty and touched his chest area.

Blood came away on his hand.

Though not a serious wound thanks to his armor, it was difficult to continue fighting with such an injury.

Delev had also sustained an injury.

“Even though I tried to deflect it…”

His brother’s sword, which he had tried to deflect outward, had sliced clean across his arm.

“What do you want to do?”

“…”

Delev was panting heavily.

Aken looked at his younger brother’s eyes that still burned with fighting spirit and chuckled.

“That’s enough. This much is sufficient.”

Aken’s hand patted his younger brother’s shoulder.

“This time, I lost.”

Clatter!

The sword fell from Aken’s hand.

“Congratulations, little brother.”

The victory was then declared.

“Round 5, winner! Delev Kundel!”

It was the moment when the history of the Kundel Family was rewritten.

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