On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 311

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First Day of Infiltration, The Organization Was Destroyed Episode 311
Warned Twice
“All the Harmatan Family needs to do is achieve victory over the Ligron Family.”
“….”
Since that wasn’t possible, I was now making this shameless request.
‘Wait.’
Rangl fell into thought for a moment.
So this was… a highly political, roundabout rejection?
‘Perhaps.’
Yes, the Teacher had his reputation to consider.
As a Teacher, he couldn’t outright refuse a request concerning a student, so he was rejecting it in that manner instead.
‘I cannot ask for more.’
Rangl released a deep sigh internally.
“I understand what you’re saying, Teacher. I will find a way to get Yurio to safety.”
But Teacher Ziel’s reaction was somewhat strange.
“As I mentioned, that approach is inefficient. Simply achieve victory. Then Student Yurio Harmatan won’t need to seek refuge anywhere.”
“I understand what you mean well enough, so there’s no need to say more.”
Ziel regarded Rangl with a puzzled expression.
“Do you mean you won’t achieve victory?”
“That’s not what I meant….”
“If you win, everything will be resolved.”
“….”
The more I listened, the stranger my feelings became.
It didn’t sound like he was saying we couldn’t win—it sounded the opposite.
“It’s impossible, Teacher. Ligron is receiving support from Renfield, a massive Family in the Northern Region. Meanwhile, we have nothing. Defeat is… inevitable.”
It was a tragic reality—having to admit defeat before the battle even began.
And worse, having to voice it myself.
It was heartbreaking.
A Family that might disappear as soon as tomorrow.
“So that’s what you believe.”
As expected.
I had been mistaken.
The Teacher was simply speaking off the cuff….
“Family Head!”
That was when it happened.
The Head Butler burst in breathlessly, delivering urgent news.
“Right now, Ligron’s mercenaries are….”
“…!”
It was far too fast.
I had thought it would be tomorrow at the earliest, or perhaps the day after—but today?
“Prepare yourselves and ready for battle.”
“Yes, Family Head.”
The Head Butler rushed out again, and Rangl offered a final bow to Ziel.
“Teacher, I apologize, but it is time for you to depart.”
Ziel answered with a somewhat reluctant expression.
“I haven’t eaten yet.”
“….”
It was an absurd response, but Ziel was sincere.
Meat with the salt properly removed!
Cuisine that brought out its natural flavors!
Stew simmered for hours!
And even that sweet fruit found only in the Northern Region.
I wanted to eat it all.
But now I couldn’t.
“…Next time, then. Well, I shall take my leave. See that these guests are escorted outside properly. They are the Harmatan Family’s honored visitors.”
“Understood.”
Rangl, who had given instructions to the Servant amid this hollow promise, immediately turned his attention to Yurio as well.
“Yurio, you must survive and cross the Trenia Mountain Range.”
“…Yes, Father.”
I wanted to rush out and aid my father immediately, but he had spoken with such finality that I could not.
Thus Rangl left the Dining Table.
Yurio also bowed to Ziel.
“Teacher, I hope to see you again next time. And I apologize—you even made a home visit for us….”
But Ziel’s response was strange once more.
“There’s no need to leave, Student Yurio Harmatan.”
“Pardon?”
“We shall now conduct supplementary classes.”
“…Pardon?”
“We must establish the direction of your Swordsmanship. As I mentioned earlier.”
“Now…?”
“Yes. We must do it while the thought is fresh.”
Was he about to suddenly teach me a Secret Technique to counter Ligron?
“The classroom shall be right behind the Mansion’s Main Gate. The space is quite spacious and suitable for instruction.”
“Uh… s-suddenly?”
“Yes. Gather your Equipment and come out.”
Though I couldn’t understand what he meant, I reflexively nodded.
Every instruction my Teacher had given thus far had its reason.
A natural reflex already carved into my very being!
“Boss, supplementary classes now?”
“M-Master.”
Ziel observed the two of them quietly, then nodded.
“You two will also participate in the class.”
“Pardon?”
“What?”
An unexpected class had begun.

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“A class?”
“Yes, well… Yes. It’s a class.”
“You’re suddenly holding a class?”
Rangl, who had gathered his armor and sword, received this bewildering report and his face turned troubled.
With a confrontation against Ligron looming, Teacher Ziel had suddenly decided to hold a class with his son.
And right in front of the mansion where battle was about to erupt!
“Sir, it seems they’ve already claimed a spot over there….”
The Head Butler was equally baffled.
He knew well that Ziel was the Family’s benefactor.
But he had asked him to leave to avoid getting caught up in this, and now suddenly a class?
The situation was so absurd that he didn’t know how to react.
“I spoke with him about it—he kept refusing, saying he would hold supplementary classes during the break period.”
“What do you mean by that….”
Rangl went to check anyway.
“Sir, Teacher. Ligron’s soldiers will soon come pouring in. Yet you’re suddenly holding a class….”
“It’s supplementary instruction. Gilbert, Kelvin. Prepare yourselves. You two will face Student Yurio Harmatan in turn.”
In truth, Gilbert and Kelvin were equally confused.
They simply obeyed the words of their boss and master.
‘Why on earth are we having class here….’
‘M-Master, what are you thinking?’
So only Ziel understood the reason for this.
But the situation couldn’t be left as it was.
“Sir, Teacher. If you get caught up in this struggle, I won’t be able to show my face….”
“That won’t happen.”
“Pardon?”
“Because we’re in the middle of supplementary instruction.”
Before the words had even finished, a shout rang out from outside.
“Harmatan’s household members—silence even the slightest noise and listen! We of Ligron declare today, in the name of our Family, a sacred ‘confrontation’ to wash away the ancient blood grudge that has stained this earth!”
Grudges from the past!
The long history of hatred seemed about to end at last.
Yet a class was being held.
“Teacher, this is not the time for class!”
“It’s not a class.”
“You said it was a class earlier….”
“Supplementary Classes. We’re on Break Period, after all.”
“….”
“Classes must be held when necessary. Miss the timing, and the window for Progress never returns.”
Then came the voice that followed.
“Even now, if you sever this shameful history and kneel, I shall preserve your pitiful bloodline under Ligron’s mercy! Lower your heads. Then the Shadow of the great Ligron shall become your only sanctuary!”
In all the Northern Region’s long history, not a single Family had ever done as those words promised.
They were merely words spoken before an attack, nothing more.
But Rangl’s ears had closed to those words.
Ligron would certainly breach the Main Gate swiftly and pour inside.
That’s when the Battle would truly begin.
Yet right behind that Main Gate.
“Gilbert, you’re first.”
“Ah, understood, Boss.”
That man’s “Supplementary Classes” were underway.
“Teacher Ziel, this really is problematic….”
“I dislike being interrupted during class, Family Head Rangl Harmatan.”
“….”
In the midst of his bewilderment at whether this man could truly be saying such things.
“The hour has come! Ligron’s hammer shall shatter Harmatan’s arrogance! All forces, attack!”
Even as the absurd situation unfolded, Ligron’s assault commenced.
The Soldiers themselves had no idea what to do.
They would surely pour through the Main Gate, and then they’d be attacked immediately!
‘What on earth is this? What’s the plan here?’
Crash, boom!
Ligron’s Soldiers were battering the Main Gate.
The Main Gate wasn’t particularly thick.
Unless it were a Castle Gate, it would soon give way.
What they called the struggles of the Northern Region typically followed this pattern.
Straightforward, honorable confrontation.
Regardless, all forces were concentrated for a decisive engagement.
Usually, mediation from other Families occurred beforehand, but in cases like this, the struggle only ended when one side was destroyed!
Yet in the midst of all this, a Teacher had suddenly interjected, insisting on conducting Supplementary Classes.
‘Can this really be happening?’
Even Yurio couldn’t grasp the situation, and Gilbert and Kelvin, who had also been instructed to participate in the class, were simply following Ziel’s orders for now.
Still unable to discern Ziel’s intentions.
And finally.
Crash!
The Main Gate shattered.
Ligron’s Soldiers froze for an instant.
Instead of the Harmatan soldiers who should have filled the front, there were three Thugs and Student Yurio Harmatan, whom I had been ordered to capture alive.
“What are you doing! Attack!”
A command fell upon the leading soldiers who had momentarily hesitated.
“U, uwaaaaah!”
“Destroy the Harmatan!”
And then, as they charged forward.
Crack-crack-crack!
The ground before their eyes was gouged out.
To an enormous depth at that.
Ziel, who had drawn his Sword at some point, spoke to the soldiers who had instantly frozen in place.
“We’re in the middle of Supplementary Classes. Don’t interfere.”
Only then could Kelvin and Gilbert comprehend Ziel’s scheme.
“Boss…!”
“M, Master…!”
The Supplementary Classes were merely a pretext.
It was, in truth, a flawless plan.
Ziel had not intervened in the affairs of either Family.
He had simply conducted his Class.
The only detail was that the location happened to be directly behind the Main Gate.
“You’ve already disrupted my evening Meal, and now you’re disrupting my Class as well—as a Teacher, I must take appropriate measures.”
With a Single Strike, the ground was gouged deeply.
To an enormous depth at that.
It was deep enough that a person could disappear into it without question.
“….”
Ligron’s soldiers swallowed hard.
It was instinctive terror.
The power to carve the earth with a Sword Strike so blindingly fast it was invisible!
And for some reason….
He also seemed to be angry.
‘Why?’
They could not possibly know the reason was that he had left without tasting even a single piece of Bread from the Meal he had been anticipating.
That was it.
Ziel was somewhat angry.
In any case, for this reason, Ligron’s soldiers were at a loss.
They needed to advance inside, but they could not move forward.
“What’s happening up front! Why aren’t you advancing!”
A Knight from Ligron pushed through the soldiers and appeared.
“What are you doing, stopping your advance in this sacred struggle….”
And then he discovered Ziel, Gilbert, Kelvin, and Yurio in the middle of Supplementary Classes.
“…What is this? Who are you people!”
With a sharp crack, the Knight saw the ground split and cave in deeply at that very moment.
“…What in the world is this?”
“W-well, that silver-haired man just swung his sword once, and….”
“What?”
The Knight let out a scoff.
“You foolish idiots! Do you really think a single sword swing could tear the earth apart like this?”
“Y-yes, sir?”
“Those cunning Harmatan bastards! They’re using Magic?”
That was it.
A misunderstanding.
Though understandable, certainly.
A single sword swing creating such devastation defied all common sense.
Unless the opponent was extraordinarily, impossibly strong.
The Knight assumed such a thing was impossible.
Master Grade? From the Harmatan Family, trapped on a remote island no less?
“Who are you! If you think such cowardly tactics can halt the advance of Ligron, you are sorely mistaken!”
Ziel Steelheart answered once more.
“Ziel Steelheart. Official Teacher of the 2nd Year at Edelwein Academy Sword School.”
“What?”
“I am currently conducting supplementary classes.”
With a whisper of steel.
Ziel issued a second warning.
Crack and thunder!
He swung his sword once more, carving an even longer, more massive, and deeper furrow into the earth than before.
“Do not interfere with supplementary classes. That is your second warning.”
“….”
The Knight’s mouth fell agape.

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