On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 282

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The Organization Collapsed on My First Day of Infiltration Episode 282

What Are You Scheming Now

Delev’s victory left the other grades in shock.

Not only because a Second Year had beaten a Fourth Year, but even more so because it was a battle between members of the same Kundel family.

Who would have expected the younger brother to defeat his elder brother?

“Aken, what on earth were you…!”

Professor Merhen, flustered, approached Aken as he left the arena.

“I’m sorry, Professor. My younger brother is strong. More than I expected.”

“…”

His lips twitched as if he was about to burst out, but he couldn’t say anything more.

His opponent was a child of the Kundel family.

“He’s not saying more because it’s Kundel…”

“It’s understandable that he’d be shocked.”

Merhen let out a groan and sighed.

‘This is a disaster…’

Still, he had thought Aken would win.

Merhen’s strategy was for Aken to secure at least 3 rounds.

Since he was the Fourth Years’ greatest asset.

But Aken had been defeated, and now the Fourth Years had little hope left.

With the Fifth Years obviously expected to be unbeatable, their strategy of at least securing second place had completely fallen apart!

‘And I can’t even say anything since he lost to his own younger brother…’

The fact that it was Kundel made it impossible to say anything.

Especially with the Family Heads watching due to the mana burn incident!

If not for the Family Heads, Merhen would have exploded as usual.

But he couldn’t bring himself to do that, and had to prepare for the 6th round as things stood.

“Delev has really gone far ahead now.”

“Honestly, if he fought Yurio again, who would win?”

“Didn’t they say Delev’s second brother is incredibly strong?”

Meanwhile, the returning Delev had become a hero.

Though his injuries were severe enough to make advancing to the next round difficult, he had achieved both his strategic and personal goals.

“Well done, Delev Kundel.”

“Thanks to you, Teacher… ack.”

“I’ve stopped the bleeding. But get treatment right away. You can’t compete in the next round.”

His friends’ envious gazes.

Ziel’s praise.

And even his elder brother’s gaze felt from afar.

Delev felt like he could fly.

If only there were praise cards, it would be perfect!

“Oh, and. Delev Kundel.”

“Yes?”

Just as his heart was pounding at his teacher’s sudden call.

“Your final strike was excellent. But your defense was lacking. Next time, flow completely with the direction of the force.”

“Ah.”

So it wasn’t a praise card after all.

Though disappointed, he pressed the advice firmly into his ears.

Obviously, when he returned home for vacation, he’d have to have a match with his elder brother.

In any case, with the 5th round concluded, the Second Years were proudly holding first place.

“At this rate… it won’t be easy.”

“Indeed. Teacher Ziel is truly remarkable, isn’t he, Family Heads?”

The Family Heads watching from the safe zone were also impressed.

The quick-thinking Family Heads were already making plausible predictions.

“Neither the Fourth nor Fifth Years are overwhelmingly dominant, so if the Second Years win just a couple more rounds like this, they’ll win the first tournament, won’t they?”

That prediction was accurate.

The Second Years’ strategy of winning the first 5 rounds had been very effective.

“Especially in the 5th round, the youngest master of the Kundel family defeating his own elder brother seems significant.”

“Ahem.”

Amos had to work hard to manage his expression.

“Family Head Amos, you must have mixed feelings.”

“Cough, what would there be to feel mixed about? I just think, well, both of them worked hard.”

In truth, he felt very good.

Finally, one of his children was showing the qualities of a family head.

‘That boy, when he comes back this vacation, I should make him a new sword. No wait, giving him one of the swords I have would be better, wouldn’t it?’

Behind Amos, who was trying to hide his smile in happy imagination, Daren was jealous!

‘Our daughter should have gotten more attention!’

Fortunately, Celia competed in the 6th round. Due to the rules, she couldn’t enter immediately after being substituted in, but following Delev, she competed and proudly took first place again.

At least for the current Second Years, it seemed meaningless to judge ability by grade level anymore.

“Next year when they advance to Third Year, they’ll be the strongest grade in all of Sword School.”

“The leadership of a single teacher, honestly, I thought it wouldn’t amount to much.”

Amos and Daren strongly agreed with those words.

In fact, the nobles here hadn’t expected much systematic growth when sending their children to Sword School.

While skills would improve, the greater intention was for them to get to know their peers early and build networks for the distant future.

But now things were different.

Enrolling in Sword School had been the best choice, and they were especially happy that their children were receiving instruction from Teacher Ziel.

“Our children’s grade will lead the future of this Empire later, hehehe.”

It was a fact everyone agreed with.

It wasn’t just Delev and Celia.

Other students who had been proudly selected in the preliminaries were also active.

“Jenesis Dillon, it’s your turn.”

“M-me?”

“That’s right. You’re being substituted in now.”

Jenesis was proudly substituted in for Kus, who had worn down the opponent’s stamina!

‘Stay calm.’

Jenesis had led her friends with excellent leadership.

But after being selected as a first tournament member, she had been anxious the whole time.

Leadership and swordsmanship were separate things.

Especially since she already knew her swordsmanship was inferior compared to her other friends.

But that was only a comparison among Second Years.

Having never compared herself to ‘outsiders,’ Jenesis couldn’t help but be surprised from the first clash.

‘I’m, I’m pushing back a Third Year?’

The Third Year was being pushed back.

Then, surprisingly, the Third Year’s shoulder was torn by Jenesis’s thrust.

“Ugh! As expected of Second Years…! How can every single one of them be so strong?”

At the Third Year’s comment, Jenesis was momentarily dazed.

‘I-is that so?’

In any case, Jenesis was also a student who had received lessons from Ziel.

She had faithfully followed along without dropping out midway and had faithfully completed all lessons.

This was the result of that.

At least swordsmanship skills, reflexes, and total mana capacity sufficient to beat Third Years!

She could even face Fourth Years.

‘Remember the swordsmanship patterns of the Fourth Year that Kus Hillbilly weakened.’

Swordsmanship pattern.

Twice to the left, once to the right.

And a swordsmanship technique that seems to strike upward from below but then twists inward.

Jenesis memorized it and angled her sword to match the timing of that upward strike—

Clang!

“…!”

The moment she blocked the 4th Year opponent’s sword, she instinctively twisted her own blade and swept it across their chest.

With a ripping sound, the armor split and blood appeared.

It was a shallow wound, but enough to fluster the opponent.

“Gasp!”

Jenesis seized that opening and pressed forward, eliminating the 4th Year.

“Wow….”

“Jenesis fought that well?”

The Second Years cheered, while the 4th Years were frustrated once again.

“We’re doomed….”

“I feel like we’ll keep getting beaten by the Second Years next year too….”

“How can we not win a single round?”

The victory declaration reached Jenesis’s ears as she stood there dumbfounded.

“Round 8, Jenesis Dillon wins!”

“Jenesis! Well done!”

Jenesis realized.

“I wasn’t weak….”

She had merely been middle or lower-tier among the Second Years.

From the moment she stepped into the wider world, Jenesis too was qualified to be called strong.

“The Boss’s intention worked out.”

“What do you mean?”

Gilbert, who had been watching, chuckled.

“Isn’t this why you selected Jenesis, Yon, and Student Kus?”

“No.”

“Ah.”

“I selected them because they achieved results and proved themselves.”

Ziel continued with words that seemed somewhat cold yet understandable.

“Without proof, there are no results.”

“Mm. That’s right.”

As he thought ‘Boss is indeed Boss,’ then.

“But she fought better than I expected. Student Jenesis Dillon.”

“Oh.”

Now only Yon remained.

Yon was also middle-tier among the Second Years, but facing Third Years and matching 4th Years evenly was possible.

Moreover, Yon’s mindset was even more serious than Jenesis’s.

Proving himself in this exchange battle wasn’t directly related to atoning for his sins, but he wanted to repay Teacher Ziel’s expectations who had trusted and entrusted him.

Yon also easily defeated a Third Year, then went on to handle a First Year as well.

He was somewhat pushed back by a 5th Year, but achieved his intended purpose by wearing down their stamina.

“Well done, Yon. Finally it’s my turn!”

This time Karen stepped forward.

Karen was an upper-middle tier student.

The turn she had been waiting for had finally come.

She fought evenly with the stamina-depleted 5th Year, but was able to secure victory following Ziel’s advice.

“How did she beat a 5th Year…!”

“Haha, beating up to 4th Years might be understandable, but to defeat a 5th Year like this.”

The Family Heads were even more surprised than before.

Among them, Amos grasped the essence.

“The children are doing well, but… do you see? There, Teacher Ziel giving advice to the children.”

“Mm.”

“It seems he properly taught them how to handle opponents. Looking at how the Second Years have been winning, it’s not just skill but they accurately assessed their opponents.”

“Now that you mention it, Family Head Amos is right….”

The students’ victories weren’t simply due to good talent and skill alone.

As Amos said, it was possible because of Ziel’s strategy and battle advice!

“How he managed to assess opponents in advance is truly mysterious.”

They had no way of knowing that Ziel had conducted espionage through Gilbert before the exchange battle began.

Of course, it was also thanks to information accumulated from before.

“With this… the Second Years’ victory in the first round is confirmed.”

“The academic system changed so Professor Isabella continued teaching the students who were 5th Years last year, right? It would have been different if she were here.”

Until last year, one professor was responsible for only one grade. Even when the year changed, a 5th Year professor remained a 5th Year professor.

So students who went through Isabella generally did well. The current 6th Years were already showing remarkable momentum in getting jobs with various knight orders.

“From now on, meeting a good professor will be important for the children. In that sense, Professor Idel and Professor Merhen are….”

Thanks to this, the 4th and 5th Years suddenly became cursed grades.

Surprisingly, the Third Years who scored well in between received good evaluations.

“The Third Years are slightly ahead of the 4th Years. I heard from my child that Professor Elcanto has been somewhat different since last year.”

“He’s lost a lot of weight too.”

“Mm. Professor Allix for the First Years also has a good reputation. My youngest really likes him. He says if you stand out, you might even get scouted by the Imperial Knights later.”

The First Years were at the stage of gaining experience, so there wasn’t much to evaluate negatively.

Whether they knew of the Family Heads’ evaluations or not, Idel and Merhen were just blaming Ziel.

‘Damn Teacher Ziel. How exactly… how exactly should I handle this?’

‘If only that bastard Ziel wasn’t here….’

Now they couldn’t even express their complaints outwardly!

Previously, they would have tried to suppress him with authority or position, or at least confronted him in front of Berhal….

Now they couldn’t do that.

Not because the Family Heads were watching.

But because his status had risen too high.

“Then, this concludes the first round of the Sword School exchange battle. First place goes to the Second Years!”

“We did it!”

“Aah! We’re in first place!”

“Ahem! It’s thanks to me winning three in a row!”

“Everyone did well!”

The Second Years cheered.

The 4th and 5th Years were frustrated by the rankings announced afterward.

“Second place goes to the 5th Years, third place to the Third Years, fourth place to… the 4th Years. Lastly, the First Years also worked hard.”

Who would have thought the 4th Years would place fourth.

At this rate, revenge for the last exchange battle seemed impossible.

‘No, there’s still more left.’

Idel’s eyes blazed fiercely.

The remaining second round, mana torch relay.

He needed to somehow turn things around….

“Right. That’s it.”

A good idea came to Idel’s mind.

His gaze naturally turned to Merhen.

“Professor Merhen.”

“Yes? P-Professor Idel. Why are you looking at me like that….”

“Let’s do something about the second round.”

“Huh?”

And Berhal, who was watching this, clicked his tongue.

“What are you scheming now?”

Naturally, he had no expectations.

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