On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 283

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The Organization Collapsed on My First Day of Infiltration Episode 283

I Refuse

The second round was held the day after the first round ended.

Surprisingly, Ziel declared rest immediately after the first round ended.

“Boss, are we really letting the kids rest?”

“They need to move all day tomorrow. Conserving stamina is essential. Make sure to properly manage the injuries of students who participated in the first round today.”

“Yes, understood. Kelvin, let’s go.”

“D-don’t o-order me around.”

“Hey you…”

As the two left bickering, the students came looking for him instead.

“Um, Teacher, are we really resting?”

“We want to win the second round too, can’t we train?”

They were greatly encouraged by winning the first round.

Even Delev, who had a fairly large injury on his arm, had gleaming eyes.

However, Ziel calmly shook his head.

“No. Rest. Rest is important. It’s enough to recall the routes you explored during training in your heads once more.”

“Yes.”

It was disappointing, but there was nothing they could do.

Since it was what Teacher Ziel said.

Still, they listened well.

“That takes care of the students’ rest.”

Just because the students were resting didn’t mean he was resting too.

Ziel had things to do.

Originally, teachers were the busiest during such events.

At least the Second Years were.

‘Professor Idel Record and Professor Merhen Curtis are busy too.’

The two who thought they were moving secretly were already completely visible to Ziel.

They were whispering about various things, but the problem was that Ziel could hear it all.

“Should we send fourth-year level magic beasts to the Second Years’ route?”

“Shh, they can hear you. Quietly!”

“No, Professor Idel’s voice is louder though…”

“It’s not about sending them, it’s just… just slightly, just guiding them. You know, like how higher-grade magic beasts that should be in other areas suddenly appeared during practical training?”

“What if we get caught?”

They were already caught.

“Magic beasts don’t leave their areas.”

“…”

The two froze in place.

When they turned their heads with creaking sounds, the person in question was standing there.

“T-T-Teacher Ziel?”

“The abnormal weather has disappeared. So the magic beasts won’t move anymore.”

“Th-th-that! That was just, just one…”

“I corrected what was wrong.”

“Ah…”

The two swallowed dry saliva as if they had made a promise.

‘Th-this is a warning.’

‘He’s deliberately not embarrassing us…’

This infinitely embarrassing moment!

But Ziel meant it literally.

“Since the abnormal weather has disappeared, the magic beasts will stay right where they are.”

“Uh, mm. That’s right.”

Just as the two were nodding frantically.

“But what’s this about guiding?”

“…!”

“Perhaps…”

Gulp.

Tension rose.

‘Are we caught?’

‘Damn, we’re screwed because of that bastard Idel!’

“If the professors are thinking of luring them in advance for the students, it’s better not to do it.”

“…”

As if that would happen.

Anyway, it still sounded like a warning to their ears.

The feeling of pretending not to know and warning them while considering the senior professors’ dignity!

“Y-yes, we understand well. Teacher Ziel.”

“Yes, then I’ll be going.”

Like that, Ziel instantly disappeared from sight.

Merhen, who let out the breath he’d been holding, hesitated for a moment before asking.

“It doesn’t seem like it’ll work?”

“…”

Such petty tricks really didn’t seem like they’d work.

Idel awkwardly turned around.

“Ahem, I’ll go check on the students.”

“Yes. Take care.”

Meanwhile.

Ziel, who had unintentionally warned the two, was retracing the route where students would transport the mana sacred fire.

“No problems or abnormalities.”

Though the abnormal weather had cleared, just in case.

There shouldn’t be any variables that would unnecessarily hinder the students’ transport.

Fortunately, that didn’t seem likely to happen.

There was time left too.

Since he was out, Ziel moved toward the Root Tree.

The scene hadn’t changed since Ziel cut down the tree.

There were only traces of Intelligence Department members and Family Heads visiting several times afterward.

Ziel went down through the hole to below the tree trunk again and took out the ‘stakes’ that fixed Malacas’s temporary dimension coordinates.

Click.

Then, the moment he injected mana into the stakes.

“Phew. How many days has it been? Quite a long time has passed inside. Ah, don’t worry. That doesn’t mean time flows differently, Boss. This temporary dimension is…”

Ziel suddenly felt chills at the sight of Malacas talking non-stop as soon as he came out!

‘He reminds me of Sir Gunter.’

Ziel quickly cut off his words.

“I’m not curious.”

“Ha, such an interesting thing! Boss, if you know about temporary dimensions, you can flatten the noses of mages when you meet them later. Moreover, if you make them realize that you, who aren’t a mage, know such things, they won’t look down on people carelessly, right? So what I’m saying is…”

So this is what a headache feels like.

Ziel pressed the sides of his head firmly and cut off his words again.

“I understand. I’ll listen later.”

“Good. Then I’ll give you a lecture sometime, Boss.”

Maybe he should have just listened here.

As regret arose, Ziel asked for now.

“Anyway, are you now completely organizing the indeterminate high-density mana accumulation and phase superposition?”

“Yes. I’ll organize it as soon as the exchange competition ends completely. Prepare a hole leading to the lake below the island.”

“Understood. So now I can go into hiding too!”

“Right.”

“What should I do first when I go into hiding? What do I need to do at the Academy?”

Malacas was excited at the thought of finally escaping the Imperial Palace and becoming a free man!

“Assistant.”

“Assistant… assisting with work!”

“Right.”

“I’m still sturdy. Even though I’m an old man, I’m still in my prime. You know mages, right? They live long, long lives while groaning and complaining. This damn mana keeps people’s lifespans going.”

Somehow, it was quite a fuss that seemed far from a 6th Circle mage.

“Well then, I’ll go finish organizing the holes. From what I can see, this place… seems to have completed its investigation.”

“Right. The Intelligence Department also recovered the corpse disguised as you. As soon as I return, your death will be officially confirmed.”

“Now I can be reborn anew!”

“I’ll prepare human skin masks and disguise tools for you as soon as I return.”

“Thank you, Boss!”

Somehow, Ziel had ended up with a 6th Circle mage as a subordinate!

‘It would be best to start him as a kitchen assistant.’

Theo seemed to be having a bit of trouble lately anyway.

He pretended otherwise, but if he could have one less hand to worry about, it seemed like more delicious food would come out.

“Malacas Junior.”

“Yes, Boss.”

“Can you apply magic to cooking?”

“You mean applying magic from a nutritional perspective? My goodness, Boss. That’s a topic I’m interested in! Was it about 10 years ago? When you get older, food becomes important again, doesn’t it? So I…”

“Got it. That’s enough. So it’s possible.”

“Of course!”

“Mm.”

It seemed certain that he was the right person for kitchen assistant.

‘More delicious and nutritionally excellent food will be made.’

“First, let’s solve the non-deterministic high-density mana accumulation and phase overlap issue. Can you hide if someone comes in?”

“You don’t need to worry about that. Any mage on this island would have difficulty finding my traces. Unless that Minas fellow comes, that is.”

“Minas Rohen. A fellow 6th Circle mage.”

“You know him well. That guy is so suspicious he probably won’t believe my death easily either. But he’s not here. So you can rest assured.”

“Understood.”

Malacas returned to work and Ziel came back outside the Root Tree.

And he sensed someone approaching this way.

A scent drifted over.

A familiar scent.

“Teacher Ziel Steelheart?”

“Sir Eleonore.”

It was Eleanor.

She seemed startled for some reason.

Shing, thud.

For some unknown reason, she had drawn her sword, but hastily sheathed it as soon as she saw Ziel.

“Teacher, why are you here… Ah, since the second round is coming up, did you come to scout ahead? I watched the first round well.”

“Is that so.”

“I’d heard of your reputation, but I never thought the Second Years would take first place in the first round. How did you teach them?”

“I taught them well.”

“…”

“So they took first place in the first round.”

“Ah…”

Ziel recalled a phrase he had seen in 【Basics of Conversation】 at this moment.

“What brings Sir Eleonore here?”

When the other person asks a question, ask one back in return.

That’s the first step of conversation!

But Eleanor couldn’t answer.

‘I can’t say it’s because of the secret technique.’

She remembered how Ziel had said he didn’t want to talk about it when she encountered him last time.

Taking back what she had said would be a noble’s shame!

“I don’t want to say.”

“…”

Ziel, having received the same response back, was a bit flustered but nodded.

“I see. Understood.”

‘He’s not asking more?’

But if he asked two or three times, she might give in and tell him!

Besides, wasn’t this teacher the one who cut down this tree?

“Um, Teacher Ziel. I heard you cut down this tree.”

“Yes.”

“How did you cut it? Secret arts?”

Ziel showed his sword.

“I cut it with my sword.”

“So that means secret arts… right?”

Ziel tilted his head in confusion.

“I answered that I cut it with my sword, so why are you asking about secret arts?”

“…”

Because it doesn’t make sense logically!

‘He’s definitely a secret arts user.’

Eleanor was convinced of this.

She had good reason to be.

Secret arts users never reveal their secret arts.

Some secret arts users even live their entire lives hiding the fact that they’re secret arts users.

“Understood, Teacher Ziel. I understand that answer.”

“Yes. I cut it with my sword.”

“Yes, of course. I know. You cut it with your sword.”

“I’m glad you seem to understand.”

Eleanor finally got irritated at this strange atmosphere of conversation.

“Then can you cut down that tree too?”

What Eleanor pointed to was a tree that couldn’t compare to the Root Tree, but was still quite thick.

Moreover, the trees in this central district were full of hard wood varieties!

‘I need to see it to be satisfied.’

Whether it was secret arts or whatever, she felt like this frustration would only be resolved by seeing him cut something.

Let me see you try…

“I refuse.”

“Excuse me?”

“Why should I cut it?”

“To… prove…”

“I don’t understand why I need to prove my swordsmanship to Sir Eleonore.”

Eleanor was speechless at this fundamental question!

“And can swordsmanship be proven by cutting trees?”

“Not entirely, but…”

“There are no convincing reasons for either. The reason I should prove my swordsmanship to Sir Eleonore, and the reason that swordsmanship can be proven by cutting trees.”

Ziel was a completely different person from what Eleanor thought.

“….”

“Then I’ll be going now.”

Just as he was about to leave Eleanor, who was staring at him blankly, behind.

“Ah. And.”

Ziel paused for a moment and pointed at Eleanor’s hand.

“Your right wrist looks uncomfortable. It seems the mana flow is somewhat blocked.”

“My wrist?”

“Yes.”

Eleanor was stunned.

‘How does that person know about what happened 20 years ago….’

She had been injured.

It was a serious injury.

As a result, Eleanor could no longer hold a sword with her right hand.

Instead, through painstaking effort, she became left-handed and even surpassed that to reach Master level.

She always felt regret.

If only her right hand had been fine, she thought.

“If you want to unblock the flow, go to the Northern Region. There you can find a doctor who lives in an ice cave.”

With that, Ziel left behind words that were immediately incomprehensible.

Eleanor stood there as if nailed to the spot for a long while, then muttered with a trembling voice.

“He said the Northern Region.”

Eleanor began running urgently in the opposite direction.

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