On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 292
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The Organization Collapsed on My First Day of Infiltration Episode 292
Transfer Student Commotion (3)
“Ugh!”
“Gah!”
It was an outrageous thing.
It certainly was.
Attacking the princes!
No matter if it was a test, this was absurd!
However, even as the princes’ screams echoed in the darkness, no one could step forward.
Why?
Because it was a test.
Because the opponent was someone with higher status than the princes at this moment!
Moreover, since the pre-test explanation had been thoroughly followed, everyone in the auditorium could only watch.
“Where are the attacks coming from!”
“Behind, behind! Ugh!”
They could only watch the princes being helplessly attacked.
A sight that would have made the Second Years tremble with rising fear if they had seen it!
That’s right.
This was exactly the reflex training in darkness conducted in Self-Defense Arts class.
For Ziel, this was quite a lenient test.
The current Second Years had already gone through this process, and he had even set the intensity similar to what the Second Years experienced when they were First Years.
The test method was also simple.
Block even one attack during the 10-minute attack period to earn additional points.
And succeed in a counterattack to earn double the points.
But during those 10 minutes, an all-too-predictable result emerged.
“With this, I conclude the second test.”
The two princes failed to block even a single attack, let alone counterattack.
The intensity of the attacks wasn’t strong.
At most, light taps.
“Your Highness! Are you alright!”
“Are you injured anywhere…?”
There was no bleeding or bruising.
Just a slight stinging sensation.
But the psychological shock was enormous.
“How could we not even once…?”
“This is impossible…?”
At this point, anxiety began to bloom in the hearts of both princes.
No way.
No, surely not.
‘Will we fail?’
‘After coming this far?’
The Second Years had won the Exchange Tournament.
Teacher Ziel’s teaching skills were remarkable.
These were known facts.
But few people knew what kind of classes were actually conducted and what achievements the students had made because of them.
At most, only people inside the Academy knew the details.
The princes had formulated the wrong strategy from the beginning.
‘This… if things go well, something might work out favorably?’
Berhal’s heart pounded.
But soon it sank.
‘A hellish dilemma. Will he fail them and cause enormous controversy… or pass them and carry these troublemakers along?’
What was certain was that if the former situation occurred, it would probably cause tremendous repercussions.
The princes failing their transfer exam!
There would be no greater humiliation for the Imperial Family.
The problem was that the opponent was Ziel.
Politically and conventionally impossible, but possible if it was Ziel.
Because he had been that kind of person all along.
“Um, Teacher Ziel. What are the current scores like?”
“The combined score is 2.5 points.”
“…That’s close to failure, isn’t it?”
“It’s closer to failure than to passing.”
“Ah.”
Did the princes know this fact?
Probably not.
“Um… is there a chance of passing if we do well on the third test?”
“There is.”
Ziel looked at the score sheet once more and added.
“You just need to defeat me in the third test.”
“…”
That’s right.
The third trial was a comprehensive evaluation.
In other words, sparring.
Various aspects including swordsmanship would be evaluated through sparring…
But they had to win to pass.
“If you win, you can pass. Your transfer will be confirmed with that.”
“…Let’s just call it failure.”
“The test isn’t over yet.”
Of course, true to Ziel’s nature, he followed all procedures until the results were out.
Though the expectations didn’t change.
Shing.
The first opponent was Dietrich.
Ziel decided not to move his feet and to use only one arm.
Conditions much more relaxed than what the current Second Years had experienced back then!
However, the result was disastrous.
Ziel faced Dietrich very leisurely without using almost any strength.
It was something only Ziel could do.
If it had been another professor, they would have surely been conflicted.
‘If it were me… I would have let them hit me appropriately, right?’
Just like Elcanto’s thoughts.
It was something only Ziel could do.
The thoroughness of not allowing even a single attack against a prince!
If it had been another professor, everyone would have sighed, but since it was Ziel, they accepted and understood.
“Huff, huff!”
Dietrich struggled desperately, but his attacks were blocked every time.
This situation where only the attacker grew tired while there wasn’t even a counterattack!
It felt like attacking an incorporeal ghost.
In the end, Dietrich failed to land a single successful attack during the allotted time and left no impression on the observers.
Franz was the same.
“With this, I conclude the third test.”
The test was over.
“The transfer exam is now complete.”
The result was clear.
“Both of you have failed the transfer exam.”
There were no words of regret or sympathy.
Ziel simply announced the results matter-of-factly.
Rather, it was the administrator who had accompanied them today who stepped forward in panic.
“W-wait! Wasn’t the evaluation standard too strict! This is ridiculous! Both of their abilities have been recognized even by the Imperial Palace, this is an excessively strict standard…”
“Naturally, strict standards are applied to transfer students. And both of their comprehensive evaluations are below average.”
“That’s ridiculous! Their abilities are not like that!”
“No. They are.”
Both Your Highnesses wanted to shout at the administrator.
Please stop because it’s embarrassing!
They both finally realized.
How lightly they had taken this!
The level of the Second Years that Ziel currently teaches was at a level that the two princes could never dare approach.
Of course, if the two princes had trained together from the beginning, they wouldn’t be at this level now…
The problem was that Ziel’s curriculum was so exceptionally outstanding that it far exceeded the expectations of people outside the Academy.
“Can you handle this! If His Majesty learns of the failure of both Your Highnesses, he will be furious!”
“Then what happens?”
Ziel asked with pure curiosity at the administrator’s words.
“Wh-what happens, you ask!”
“He might be disappointed and angry about the failure, but are you saying that would have some influence on the Academy?”
“Th-that’s…!”
The administrator had instantly made His Imperial Majesty out to be a petty person.
Naturally, Ziel hadn’t intended this.
The administrator, who was suddenly receiving all kinds of glares, finally backed down.
This reversed the situation.
The two princes also had no choice but to accept it.
They were angry, flustered, and dumbfounded, but they had to accept it.
“Your Highness, please don’t worry too much. It’s because Teacher Ziel’s Second Years are too strong.”
“…”
“If you had prepared for the Third Year transfer exam, you would have definitely passed.”
That was really the case.
Rather, Dietrich and Franz were close to the level of Third Year students.
Franz was at a slightly higher Fourth Year level!
However, the problem was that the year they applied to transfer to was the Second Year, which was stronger than those two years.
A year where everyone had almost reached Walker Rank and, as a result of enduring Ziel’s harsh classes, were evaluated as talents who would lead the Empire’s future!
Anyway, it was a result no one had expected.
Everyone had only imagined the two princes entering the Academy after the transfer exam, never imagining they would be blocked at the entrance!
But their opponent was Ziel.
A person who would fail anyone, not just princes, if they didn’t meet the standards.
And a person who could make everyone accept such decisions.
‘Boss… you’re really ruthless.’
‘M-Master is… too scary…’
Gilbert and Kelvin, who hadn’t done anything particular today, trembled.
Who would have thought he’d so coldly fail the two princes!
And there were those who interpreted this differently.
‘As expected, the rumor about being a member of the Imperial Family… has been confirmed?’
‘No sane person could fail them. Obviously.’
It was rational reasoning based on common sense.
Any person with their wits about them wouldn’t even consider failure as an option, considering the consequences.
But Ziel had failed them.
Thus, the rumor gained momentum!
It was also a rumor that no one would dare try to verify.
Digging into claims about hidden Imperial bloodline?
That meant death.
In conclusion…
It was a rumor that wouldn’t be revealed unless the Emperor himself stepped forward.
It was also a rumor Ziel didn’t know about, and even if he knew, it was one he would have ignored.
Despite the layered misunderstandings growing into an insurmountable mountain!
“…It was a good experience, Teacher Ziel.”
“Truly beyond your reputation, Teacher Ziel.”
Still, the two princes maintained their courtesy to the end.
Their original purpose was to win Ziel’s favor!
They absolutely couldn’t show any sign of displeasure.
A transfer exam beyond imagination!
The two princes finally realized.
That their abilities were far too lacking to win Ziel’s favor.
If their opponent hadn’t been Ziel, they would have been very angry.
Ultimately, what made all this commotion and its results acceptable was Ziel’s very existence.
The very person who provided the fundamental question of why, how, and for what reason he remained at the Academy, which was impossible to understand.
“At this point, the appropriate year for both of you is First Year. If you want to enter the year I teach, you need to improve your abilities more.”
“…A-are we very lacking?”
“Yes. You are very lacking.”
“Ah.”
Ziel, who had sunk them both with one indifferent remark, thus declared the end of the transfer exam.
“With this, I conclude all transfer exam procedures.”
The failure of the two princes!
It would obviously give rise to countless rumors.
People who didn’t know the circumstances would surely try to attach some meaning to this fact as well.
But regardless of what anyone said, the result was simple.
The two princes failed to transfer because they didn’t meet the standards.
That was all.
And the person who made that judgment was a teacher named Ziel Steelheart!
And the first outsider to receive this news was none other than the Emperor.
“Both failed.”
“…It is truly lamentable, Your Majesty.”
The Emperor was silent for a while at the news the Chief Administrator brought.
Surely, he must be disappointed.
Even though he had allowed the transfer against expectations, to think they would fail like this!
‘He will surely be furious.’
In a normal situation, he certainly should be.
Depending on the circumstances, he might even take action against Teacher Ziel who had failed the princes like that.
That’s what he thought.
Until the Emperor let out a chuckle.
“Teacher Ziel Steelheart is truly fair and just.”
“Fair… and just, you say?”
“He failed them for lacking ability. Is there a more certain reason than that?”
“…”
“It would be more shameful to pass the transfer exam when one’s abilities aren’t up to par.”
“Ah….”
The administrator struggled to read between the lines of what the Emperor was saying.
There was always meaning in the Emperor’s words.
Failing to find the hidden intent and taking it at face value would be unqualified as Chief Administrator!
“Rather, this worked out well.”
The Emperor picked up the transfer exam evaluation sheet that Ziel had written, as if finding it amusing.
The neat and perfect handwriting that would make even decent scribes unable to lift their heads caught his attention.
The scores were one thing, but the cold evaluation written below was impressive.
‘The basics of swordsmanship, physical condition, degree of bodily development… He pointed out everything without reservation.’
It was an evaluation sheet he liked.
Would there be anyone who would dare evaluate the princes like this?
Even the Imperial Knight Commander would have chosen his words carefully when evaluating.
He was very pleased.
So much so that his desire to bring him to the Imperial Palace and make him his own person welled up again!
Also-
“Now my sons will come to their senses.”
“Then, Your Majesty….”
“Yes. They would never have realized it without experiencing it themselves.”
“Ah….”
The Emperor’s intention had hit the mark exactly.
Whether that intention was to make the princes come to their senses….
Or whether it was the Emperor’s intention to claim this person called Ziel for himself was something only the Emperor would know.
“Now I can finally get them to focus on state affairs.”
While the Emperor’s lips were curling upward.
Good news flew to the Academy.
“Huh.”
Berhal’s lips also curled up as he breathed a sigh of relief at the end of the transfer commotion.
Telvir Academy.
The transfer applications that had been flying in from there!
Cancellations for those applications were coming in one after another.
“My, word travels fast indeed.”
They probably got scared after hearing the news.
One person hadn’t canceled yet, but in Berhal’s view, it would probably be soon.
“Now I can finally breathe easy.”
The transfer commotion that erupted while he was off guard, thinking there would be nothing special this semester now that the exchange match and practicum were over!
It seemed like he could finally rest a bit.
But Berhal didn’t know.
“Boss, what are you doing?”
“I’m looking at Zephyros’s research.”
“Oh, what is it?”
“Mana inscription research.”
“What?”
“I’m going to inscribe it on the students’ bodies. It would be good to try it on you first.”
“I, I was just taking a walk!”
“What does that matter?”
“There’s Kelvin too!”
Ziel was plotting something tremendous again.
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