On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 291

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The Organization Collapsed on My First Day of Infiltration Episode 291

Transfer Student Commotion (2)

The Imperial Palace was turned upside down.

First, it was the death of Sir Malacas.

The series of incidents that occurred on Os Island!

The news that Malacas, who had been thought missing for a long time, was actually on Os Island under special imperial orders to resolve the problems there!

Everyone was shocked by this fact, and even more shocked by his death.

Few people knew the truth, but in any case, Sir Malacas’s funeral was held as an imperial funeral presided over by the Imperial Palace.

And before that shock could fade.

Another shock struck, causing everyone to lament.

More precisely, everyone was lamenting in unison over the Emperor’s decision.

“Both His Imperial Highnesses transferring to the Academy? What on earth is this…?”

“I don’t understand why both Your Highnesses would want to study at this point. There must be a reason.”

“Isn’t it obvious? They’re trying to recruit talent. That Sword School teacher named Ziel Steelheart, from what I’ve heard…”

“Shh! That’s not something to discuss under the roof of the Imperial Palace. Please refrain from such remarks.”

The Emperor had approved both princes’ transfer to the Academy!

Though the princes’ symbolic importance may not match the Emperor’s, their every move tends to attract attention.

Who they contacted, where they dined today, which banquets they attended, which nobles they’re friendly with, and so on.

“It’s natural for both Your Highnesses to engage in various activities and expand their connections… but transferring to the Academy is rather bewildering.”

“A member of the Imperial Family not enrolling but transferring – isn’t this unprecedented?”

For reference, the princes gradually participate in government affairs to assist the Emperor as they come of age.

Franz was already participating, and Dietrich was scheduled to begin this year.

Sometimes they must take on very important government duties and produce results.

Though neither had reached that stage yet, it was certainly not the time to suddenly proceed with an Academy transfer.

“His Majesty has approved it and both must have their intentions, so wouldn’t it be best to observe?”

“Hah, even so, what could one teacher possibly be that would warrant going this far…?”

People’s reactions were split in two!

Those who said to observe since the Emperor had approved it, and those who believed this should still be stopped.

The latter were surprisingly afraid of something else.

Namely, Ziel’s existence.

“Ahem. From what I’ve heard… there are rumors that ‘that person’ is hidden Imperial blood…”

“Now, didn’t I tell you to refrain from such remarks!”

“Everyone knows it by now anyway, don’t they? What changes by speaking of it?”

“Even so…”

“We must speak of it. These rampant rumors – is there anyone who hasn’t heard them?”

Hidden Imperial blood.

Or someone the Imperial Family intentionally planted at the Academy.

If not that, then an unprecedented powerhouse who somehow earned the Emperor’s favor!

The rumors about Ziel were rampant, varied, and simultaneously absurd, but they were making people fearful.

Even those criticizing the princes’ actions were secretly wondering if they should somehow make contact with Ziel!

‘I’m not sure why such a person is at the Academy, but… it seems worth investigating.’

‘There’s nothing to lose by knowing, so should I send someone to the Academy?’

Interest in Ziel was growing day by day, but—

‘It’s too late to show interest now.’

‘I might get on his bad side if I approach carelessly.’

Conversely, since the big shots were showing interest, people in ambiguous positions could no longer reach out.

In any case, the princes were diligently preparing for their Academy transfer.

Dietrich to Second Year.

Franz also to Second Year.

“Why are you going to Second Year, Elder Brother?”

“Ahem. My skills are regrettably at Second Year level.”

“Elder Brother, isn’t that too much? You have considerable talent in swordsmanship and receive regular training from the Imperial Knights, so shouldn’t it be Third Year, or even Fourth Year?”

Their purpose was obvious.

Since they couldn’t bring Ziel to them, they would get close to Ziel this way!

Especially after hearing about what happened on Os Island.

“Ahem, I feel I need to learn from the beginning again.”

“Elder Brother, you must be busy with government affairs, so please don’t do this – I’ll go to the Academy alone.”

“Now, what kind of hurtful words are those? How lonely would you be going alone? You won’t know anyone there.”

“Elder Brother, you’ve become quite shameless.”

Though they spoke this way, both had already made up their minds.

To transfer to the Academy.

But they were unaware of one fact.

That a much more difficult test than they imagined was waiting.

And a few days later.

“Today’s the day, Teacher Ziel.”

“Yes.”

“I hope… everything concludes without incident.”

Even Berhal, former Imperial Knight Commander, was not pleased with this situation.

Two princes suddenly appearing in the middle of the semester to apply for transfer.

Today was the day of those two princes’ transfer examination.

The entire Sword School was in a state of extreme tension!

Knight Order Members and house staff for security would pour in, and attention would be enormously focused.

The ultimate formality!

What Berhal was more worried about was what would come after.

Would the Imperial Family just casually enroll the princes?

They would send in loads of security personnel and house staff.

According to Academy rules, students must live independently and cannot be accompanied by guards, but this was practically a dead letter.

Especially when dealing with the Imperial Family.

Not only would this create discord with other students, but it would be an incredible nuisance…

“Sigh, Teacher Ziel. Please just let today conclude without any incidents.”

“Without incidents – should I cancel the test?”

“N-no, that’s not it. I just mean please let everything conclude smoothly without problems…”

“Yes, it will.”

Berhal’s mind was eased by Ziel’s characteristic prophetic statement, but then wavered again.

Still, princes are princes.

Though Teacher Ziel surely had his thoughts, the princes’ transfer wasn’t simply a matter of Second Years going from 100 to 102 students.

It would probably greatly impact education as well…

‘A great storm will hit Sword School.’

And so the time came.

The Imperial carriage that passed through the Academy Main Gate came to a stop.

And the princes alighted.

“We pay our respects to His Imperial Highness.”

He bowed his head with proper etiquette.

Such scenes would be repeated going forward.

Though Sword School’s prestige would rise, it was giving him a headache.

“Mm, today we’ve come to become Academy students. You need not be so formal.”

Berhal swallowed all the things he wanted to say and guided the party to where the transfer examination would take place.

Since both applied for Second Year transfer, the venue was the Second-Year Exclusive Auditorium.

Except for Ziel, Berhal, and other professors who would serve as examination supervisors, there were no students or other faculty members.

Ziel explained to the two princes.

“Today’s exam will proceed through rounds 1, 2, and 3. Round 1 will be a physical fitness test, round 2 will measure physical development, and round 3 will be a comprehensive exam. The results of rounds 1, 2, and 3 will be combined and announced on site.”

Ziel calmly continued his explanation even with the princes standing before him!

“Additionally, if you fail, there is a one-year restriction before you can retake the transfer exam.”

No one paid attention to that.

Not a single person here thought for even a moment that the princes would fail.

“Gilbert. Go bring the exam materials.”

“Yes, bo… I mean, Teacher.”

Shortly after.

What Gilbert brought back were sandbags.

“This is the first exam. We will measure your physical fitness. You will run while wearing sandbags.”

“…S-sandbags?”

“Yes.”

The two princes were flustered.

They had heard there would be a physical fitness test, but running with sandbags was unexpected.

Still, it didn’t seem like a difficult task.

‘I thought Teacher Ziel would do something more sophisticated… that kind of measurement.’

But they were shocked by what followed.

“Mana usage is restricted.”

“U-usage is restricted!”

“The purpose is to measure pure physical strength. Mana must not be involved.”

“…”

This was one of the first things the current Second Years learned from Ziel.

‘Long distance running.’

“T-then is there a set number of laps?”

“No. You run until you can’t run anymore.”

“Ah…”

“Mana usage is strictly prohibited. I’ll know immediately if you use mana even by mistake, so please keep that in mind.”

How on earth would he know?

It’s not like putting it in a sword, but secretly flowing it through the whole body!

‘Teacher Ziel might have a way to know.’

‘If I get caught doing that… there would be no greater humiliation.’

Of course, neither of them intended to do that.

Thus, the two princes found themselves in the position of having to run around the auditorium non-stop in front of many onlookers.

Something seemed to be going strangely, but these two hadn’t realized it yet.

However, after running a few laps with the sandbags, they realized.

‘T-this is no joke?’

‘My stamina is already…’

The first few laps were manageable.

But their stamina was rapidly hitting rock bottom.

For some reason, the two seemed to be competing rather than taking an exam.

When one fell behind, he tried to get ahead, and as they repeated this with each other, they lost control of their pacing!

‘They’ll be exhausted within 20 minutes.’

The physical training method the current Second Years went through.

In Ziel’s view, even accounting for their pacing failure, these two’s stamina fell short of the Second Years’ average.

‘Teacher Ziel said he would only accept those who rank in at least the top 30% of the current Second Years.’

As Berhal said, Ziel’s standards were strict.

It didn’t matter whether the opponent was a prince or anyone else.

Everyone became a student being evaluated in front of Ziel.

Of course, no one had yet dared to think that anyone would actually fail the princes.

“Huff, gasp.”

If the two princes had experienced Ziel’s class even once, they would have realized the essence of this transfer exam.

They just needed to run for a long time.

Control their speed and distribute their stamina while running.

But they couldn’t do that.

As a result.

“That’s enough. I will conclude the first exam.”

The two had to finish the first exam with records that fell far short of the Second Year average.

However, still completely unaware of how ‘poorly’ they had done, the two panted with quite satisfied expressions!

“Y-you run well?”

“Gasp, y-you too, Elder Brother.”

Ziel tilted his head at the sight of them nodding at each other.

‘Why are they satisfied? Could their goal be to fail the exam?’

Scratch scratch.

Ziel’s hand moved quickly across the evaluation sheet.

The result of the first exam: both scored 3 points out of a perfect 10.

“I can’t tell at all. Whether His Imperial Highness and the other prince are doing well…”

“Hmm. Still, it’s Second Year level, so this should be fine, right? They can’t use mana and have to wear sandbags…”

“And since the two princes are taking the exam, he’ll probably give them good scores.”

The other observers thought the same.

But when the second exam began, they finally started to realize that something was going strangely wrong.

“Lights out.”

Click.

The lights in the entire auditorium went out and darkness instantly descended.

The second exam was physical development measurement.

The start of that measurement was—

“From now on, I will measure your reflexes scores.”

If the Second Years had seen this, it would have been an exam that brought back trauma.

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