On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 321

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First Day of Infiltration, The Organization Was Destroyed Episode 321
Inefficient.
Being outnumbered is an eternal truth.
Legends occasionally speak of a single warrior holding back thousands, but that’s merely legend.
In ordinary circumstances, one cannot withstand ten, and ten cannot withstand a hundred.
In the Northern Region and south of the Trenia Mountain Range, this was obvious logic.
The problem was facing an opponent to whom logic didn’t apply.
Crack.
“Ugh!”
Slash!
“Ahhhhh!”
Thud!
“Gaaaah!”
Amid the chorus of screams, Ziel hadn’t moved a single step.
Around him lay dozens of fallen enemies!
None were dead, but they crawled about clutching various parts of their bodies, weeping uncontrollably.
That was it.
They were naturally no match for him.
“Th-this is insane….”
One sword stroke, one opponent.
He wasn’t even exerting effort.
With an expressionless face, he simply moved his sword, and one by one they fell without even understanding how they’d been defeated.
But what was truly astonishing was something else.
“See it, Kelvin? The Boss’s hands moving independently?”
“H-how is that even possible?”
Anyone who’d reached a certain level could understand.
How impossible the swordsmanship Ziel was displaying truly was.
Human hands cannot move independently. Even when they appear to move separately, they tend to move in the same direction or follow similar rhythms.
That’s why fighting with weapons in both hands often displays surprisingly monotonous movements.
Gilbert understood this as well.
“The Boss’s hands… are they controlled by different people?”
He muttered such things because he couldn’t predict the sword’s movements at all.
He tried to imagine the right hand thrusting while the left hand slashed.
That was clumsy.
If both hands thrust simultaneously, or both slashed simultaneously, perhaps.
‘The Boss truly… is different.’
How much blood must have been shed in training to achieve such complete independence of both hands!
“M-magnificent, Master.”
“Right? I told you it’s impossible. It’s driving me mad.”
Dual blades!
In this Empire at least, there are hardly any Knights who use it due to its lack of practical application in real combat.
“W-well, even among Mercenaries, there w-were some with dual w-weapons… but th-that wasn’t true dual-wielding.”
Just as Kelvin said, Mercenaries with more liberal weapon usage did employ “dual swords,” but the blade in the opposite hand served only a supplementary purpose.
Most of the time it was used to break an opponent’s Sword, specialize in defense, or execute Surprise Attacks.
But this was my first time witnessing true dual-wielding—identical Swords held with equal mastery in both left and right hands, deployed with such fluidity.
“Ugh, cough!”
“Elder Brother! W-we can’t win!”
“B-blood… huh?”
Already, half of the 200 were sprawled about with injuries.
Yet Ziel’s expression remained serene.
Not a drop of sweat, not even a trace of blood—his breathing stayed perfectly calm.
The special power of “Bloody Moon” prevented blood from gushing forth the moment a wound was inflicted.
The instant a cut was made, the blood was sucked away in an instant!
The Leader of the Dark Brotherhood reached his conclusion.
‘Can we… actually win this?’
He’d heard the rumors.
That a formidable outsider had arrived in the Northern Region!
But why assemble 200 men?
He’d believed that even a Master Grade would fall if they all rushed in at once, demonstrating the Brotherhood’s unity and coordination.
There was no reason all 200 Brothers would have coated their weapons with Poison and prepared their “trump card” otherwise.
‘The problem is that direct Attacks aren’t working… so now there’s only one option left.’
Even a Master Grade would surely kneel before this.
“Order the Brothers to retreat temporarily.”
“Yes! Brothers, fall back for now!”
The 100 Brothers who had been knocked down helped each other up and hastily withdrew.
Fortunately, the opponent didn’t pursue or Attack.
He merely watched.
It was actually a good opportunity.
“Second Brother.”
“Yes, Big Brother!”
“Bring out what we prepared.”
“Yes! Finally using it!”
The Dark Brotherhood.
Not quite as powerful as the Dark Brotherhood, but they’d built considerable Faction strength nonetheless.
As a result, they’d risked their lives to procure a special Weapon from south of the Mountain Range.
And that was…
‘With this, even a Master Grade is finished.’
A brutal and merciless Weapon that dispersed Poison Smoke in all directions the moment it detonated!
It was something they’d purchased from the Black Market at great expense.
Its power was said to instantly wither and desiccate all life within its Territory.
‘Now the Dark Brotherhood will be reborn.’
I’d heard it.
That he was a master skilled enough to impress Amil Renfield.
If I neutralized such a master?
Then the true ruler of the Northern Underworld would no longer be the Dark Brotherhood, but the Dark Brotherhood itself.
Of course, there was also the Dark Brotherhood’s rule of ‘infinite revenge.’
Anyone who harms a brother must be hunted down and executed to the bitter end.
That is the rule of the Dark Brotherhood!
“Fire, Second Brother.”
“Yes, Big Brother! Firing!”
Boom!
And finally, the poison smoke projectile was launched.
The target was that Ziel bastard!
‘Heh heh, those expensive-looking swords will be mine too.’
Whiiiiing!
The poison smoke projectile traced an arc through the air.
But something felt off.
Ziel didn’t move.
The two behind him were the same.
‘Did they… give up?’
No.
“Something’s coming.”
“The Boss will handle it.”
The ones behind him were utterly composed.
They even stood with arms crossed, radiating leisure.
And the moment Ziel’s sword gleamed.
Slash.
Part of the incoming poison smoke projectile was severed, tumbling across the ground.
Nothing happened.
“What…?”
In Ziel’s hand was now the poison smoke projectile.
He’d caught it with his bare hand.
And what Ziel had cut was the fuse itself.
“It’s identical to what I know.”
In an instant, Ziel vanished from sight.
He reappeared behind the Dark Brotherhood’s Big Brother.
“Kyaaaaaaah!”
Ziel seized the man’s throat.
“No, Big Brother!”
“You bastard! How dare you! Let Big Brother go!”
I had walked straight into the heart of enemy territory, which should have meant I was surrounded, but no one viewing the scene thought of it that way.
Rather, I was overwhelming two hundred men.
No one dared even approach me!
“Where did you get this?”
The Priest held up the severed Poison Smoke cartridge and asked me.
“W-what are you talking about!”
“This weapon.”
“I-I don’t think I can answer!”
Thunk.
I stabbed his neck to paralyze his entire body, then drove my Dagger through his thigh.
“Ughhhh!”
“Next is your back. If I pierce the nerve running through the lower right section of your spine’s center, you’ll never be able to straighten your back again.”
“…!”
His Adam’s Apple bobbed ceaselessly at such a concrete and terrifying threat.
“Big Brother!”
“Let go of him!”
The subordinates cried out pitifully, yet not a single one dared to charge forward.
They were afraid of me.
But their loyalty extended only that far.
Eventually, his mouth opened.
“F-from the Capital Black Market…”
“Who sold it?”
“I d-don’t know their identity. But it was from the Capital District 34 Black Market!”
“District 34 Black Market. If this information is wrong, I’ll come find you again.”
I released him as he was.
Of course, the paralysis remained.
“W-what, my body!”
“I’m not killing you.”
I tore his Clothing away, leaving only his undergarments.
Whoosh.
The Big Brother’s garments burned brightly!
Shing.
I drew my Sword.
“Since it would be inefficient for me to strip you completely, do it yourself.”
“…”
A monster who had felled a hundred men where they stood and neutralized a lethal weapon.
Even more, I had crossed that vast distance in the blink of an eye and subdued the Big Brother.
‘We’re finished.’
‘This… this can’t be real…?’
“If you don’t, I’ll burn you as you are.”
A moment later.
Two hundred men frantically stripped of their clothes!
Gilbert and Kelvin, who had arrived by this way in the meantime, exchanged a few words.
“It will be warm today as well, Boss.”
“Mm.”
At first, only a few.
Then dozens.
This time, two hundred.
Ziel stripped and burned their clothes every time they encountered him!
“Even I think it’s merciful.”
“Where are you going?”
“I didn’t kill them.”
“Ah.”
A pile of clothes accumulated far beyond comparison to last time!
“If we burn all of this, the snow in the surrounding area will melt completely.”
“It will be warm indeed.”
Having shown mercy, that was enough.
There was nothing more to see.
“But Boss, are you really going to leave these guys like this? Didn’t you say they were incredibly persistent?”
“If they chase after us, it won’t be boring.”
“…!”
The Big Brother of the Dark Brotherhood trembled upon hearing those words.
There had never been anyone like this before.
No matter how persistently they attacked, everyone eventually gave up and fell before the Brotherhood’s blade.
This one was clearly different.
This premonition that even bringing the entire Brotherhood wouldn’t be enough!
“Boss, if they chase us again, how many will there be next time?”
“If they’ve grown by twenty times, there should be around four thousand next time.”
“Oh, that’s a lot. Couldn’t you give me just five hundred?”
“At this level of skill, six hundred would be appropriate. Overall, they’re all weaker than my students.”
A thorough and cold assessment!
That was right.
The Dark Brotherhood had no skilled fighters.
They had merely persisted by emphasizing nothing but their strong bonds of loyalty.
“At least while I’m in the Northern Region, I won’t lack training opponents.”
“Can we even call training against such weak opponents?”
“Learning how to face more enemies simultaneously through these men is sufficient.”
“I see.”
Meanwhile, two hundred members of the Dark Brotherhood stood shivering in nothing but their undergarments!
Having suffered the humiliation of being stripped naked, this helplessness of being unable to do anything was unbearable.
“C-cold….”
“Twenty-second, hang in there just a bit longer….”
“T-thirty-third Elder Brother, w-we’re going to f-freeze to death like this.”
They huddled together, sharing body heat, but the Northern Region’s biting wind was merciless.
Whoosh!
Perhaps that’s why.
Even as their clothing burned away, they all felt grateful.
“W-warm….”
“I think I’ll survive….”
“O-our clothes are gone but our bodies are saved….”
Ziel nodded.
“They’re all pleased about burning their clothes. So this is what they mean by Northern folk liking manly behavior.”
“It’s just because it’s warm, Boss….”
“Anyone can see they’re enjoying it.”
The Dark Brotherhood was now as good as finished.
What mattered most in the Northern Region?
Face. Reputation.
The Dark Brotherhood had done many shameless things, but they had never walked around as a group stripped down to their undergarments.
At least, not until now.
But from this moment on, that would change.
‘We’re done for.’
‘Even Big Brother can’t do anything about this!’
And loyalty, as it happened, was usually inversely proportional to ambition.
“P-please take us under your wing!”
“S-Second Brother?”
“We’ve been defeated! Please, I beg you, take us in! Elder Brother!”
We couldn’t die like this.
If the Dark Brotherhood became a laughingstock, everything would be over!
‘Big Brother is finished now.’
It was all or nothing.
He would realize his ambitions and become the Leader himself.
The Second Brother had always been this way.
He despised that Big Brother of his, who preached loyalty without possessing any real ability.
So he betrayed him then and there.
“S-Second Brother! How could you betray us….”
“Betray? I’m simply serving a new Elder Brother! How much longer will our Dark Brotherhood languish beneath the Dark Brotherhood, hearing we’re not just one step but several steps below them!”
“…!”
The Dark Brotherhood’s reverse scale!
That very evaluation—being inferior to the Dark Brotherhood!
Every time they heard it, their hearts shattered.
Tears streamed down my face.
I’d always wondered when we might finally overcome the Dark Brotherhood.
But the opportunity had come.
‘If I borrow Ziel’s name, there won’t be a single soul who dares to disrespect our Dark Brotherhood.’
Including the brothers who hadn’t yet joined, that made exactly 468 members!
The public believed there were around 2,000, but that was a rumor the Dark Brotherhood had deliberately spread.
In any case, the future of those 468 members rested in Ziel’s hands.
‘Could the Boss be after this? Organization expansion, as expected!’
Gilbert’s misunderstanding had now spiraled completely out of control.
“They’re low-level rabble, but well, at this level… wouldn’t you say so, Kelvin?”
“Y-yes, I suppose?”
But Ziel was merciless.
“Unnecessary.”
“Ah.”
“I don’t need that many subordinates.”
Gilbert misunderstood once again.
“Boss, surely because we’re here for you…”
“Two hundred subordinates would be inefficient.”
“Ah.”
So that was the reason.

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