On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 335

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First Day of Infiltration, The Organization Was Destroyed — Episode 335
Teach them until they understand.
The famous noble families of the Empire were thrown into turmoil.
“How audacious…….”
A proposal for training grounds!
The powerful families who possessed knight orders fell into deep deliberation.
To refuse would damage their reputation, but to accept and fail to win students would damage it even more.
Five families in total received the proposal!
Including Kundel and Rihart, they were places whose names in swordsmanship were sufficiently known throughout the Empire.
Kundel and Rihart need no mention, and Schneider, Dark, and Bernar—families boasting history and tradition—were also targets.
“Ha, hehe.”
Aimerus Kundel, the head of Kundel, let out a hollow laugh upon reading the letter transmitted from the Academy.
This time too, things were not unfolding as intended.
The picture painted by both Kundel and Rihart was simple.
A show of power!
The ability to accommodate and train hundreds of Sword School students in total!
That was the purpose.
He didn’t know how the information had leaked, but he worried that Rihart had made a similar proposal to the Academy…….
“Five families will participate, you say…….”
“Yes, sir.”
The Academy, in turn, had made an even more ambitious counter-proposal.
From this moment on, it was competition.
When the training ended, the families would be evaluated on which one enrolled more students and taught them better!
‘So the Academy has truly grown after all.’
A counter-proposal that the previous Academy—or more precisely, the Sword School—could never have made.
What kind of place was the Sword School?
A place that trembled and deferred before the donations of Great Families.
But that was no longer the case.
Now it was in a position where it had to beg to receive donations!
The reason, needless to say…….
‘Is it because of Teacher Ziel?’
The very person Aimerus now recalled.
It was because of Ziel.
“Head Butler.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Call the Knight Commander.”
“Understood.”
So what had to be done was clear.
Win over Teacher Ziel and the students’ hearts!
Especially, the students had to be guided to choose Kundel for their training without fail.
“That damned Daren will surely be thinking the same way.”
Special training privileges that even Rihart couldn’t imagine were now necessary.
‘Should we grant them swords, one each? Or enlist top performers as apprentices on the spot? No, they’re still too young. Teacher Ziel might actually object.’
What he’d proposed lightly was now returning as a matter of family pride.
And at the same time.
The situation at Rihart was not significantly different.
“So we have to beat Kundel no matter what! No matter what!”
“Sir, if you push yourself like this, my lady will scold you!”
“Should we lose to Kundel then!”
“But this outcome is all too obvious, is it not!”
“Head Butler, whose side are you on!”
If anything, he burned with even more determination than Kundel.
Was it not so?
Always the second place!
This was the golden opportunity to rise to first…….
“Even if we win here, that doesn’t mean Rihart surpasses Kundel and takes first place, sir!”
“Well, they say the beginning is half the battle!”
Indeed.
Long-standing bad blood is more terrifying than one thinks.
And so Rihart too made a sudden decision to participate in this ‘training competition.’
Schneider.
Dark.
Bernar.
The remaining three families were no different.
These three families also had children enrolled in Edelwein Academy.
Some had sent children to Telvir Academy in the South, but in any case, they were families of considerable standing in swordsmanship in the Empire!
Thus all five families replied to the Sword School at once.
They would open their houses for this training and accept the students.
“Hehe.”
And upon receiving those replies, Berhal exhaled admiration and lamentation simultaneously.
“The matter has…… grown larger.”
This was all Teacher Ziel’s strategy.
Was it not so?
Unexpectedly drawing in five powerful families throughout the Empire through a counter-proposal and inducing competition.
A method unimaginable in the past!
In earlier times, the Sword School would have simply bowed its head before proposals from Great Families and done nothing but watch for their moods.
The standing of the Sword School seemed now to have risen beyond what Berhal could have imagined.
Berhal immediately started toward the Faculty Dormitory to summon Ziel directly.
‘Now that I think of it, only Teacher Ziel has no research laboratory. I suppose I should create one for him now.’
Upon arriving at the Faculty Dormitory, Berhal’s eyes fell upon an unusual sight.
“Hm?”
Construction was underway.
New buildings were being erected on both sides of the Faculty Dormitory.
A worksite where numerous workers and materials came and went!
Standing in the midst of it all, quietly overseeing the work, was Ziel.
“You’re doing ground compaction? How exactly?”
“With magic.”
“With magic?”
“Using Gravity Magic and applying pressure magic, you can compact the ground effectively.”
“So we ignorant folk only know how to dig and tamp with shovels?”
There was also someone new present.
“Teacher Ziel?”
“Department Head Berhal. What brings you here?”
“Ah…….”
He’d come to deliver two pieces of good news, but the bewildering scene left him speechless.
“What is this construction?”
“A research laboratory and brewery construction project authorized by the Imperial Palace and proceeding formally.”
“……Why that?”
“Because it’s necessary.”
He’d come to assign him a research laboratory, and now Ziel was building one—that was strange enough.
“And a brewery…….”
“I have the yeast and the manufacturing method.”
“I……see?”
“Yes. Since beer is delicious, I’m making one so we can brew beer in the brewery.”
It grew more bewildering by the moment.
But there was no particular reason to stop him.
Because it was Ziel doing it.
This place was nominally Imperial territory!
Entrusting its management to Ziel was no different than leaving whatever he did here entirely to his discretion.
‘This is practically the level of a personal territory…….’
It wouldn’t be strange if a village were constructed in this vicinity later.
Berhal, equally at a loss, simply asked.
“Don’t you plan to build a mill, Teacher Ziel? If you’re going to brew, you’ll need grain, and if you’re to harvest and process grain, you’ll need a mill.”
At those words, Ziel paused momentarily.
Then he suddenly nodded.
“That’s a good idea. I hadn’t thought of it.”
……
Later, it seemed he’d even build a knight order.
“Ahem, cough. But who is that person?”
“A kitchen assistant.”
“……A kitchen assistant uses magic?”
He was referring to Zephyros.
Naturally, he had no chance of recognizing the famous Malacas.
“I recruited someone who uses magic to work as a kitchen assistant.”
The conversation grew stranger by the moment.
Berhal gave up asking further questions.
Like the Teaching Assistant Gilbert or Assistant Lecturer Kelvin, it seemed he’d brought another person from somewhere.
“But what brings you here?”
“Ah, well. I came to assign you a research laboratory. A proper one, not the temporary research space you’ve been using.”
A temporary research laboratory had been assigned to Ziel, but it was rarely actually used.
Because almost all of Ziel’s work was done in the Faculty Dormitory.
“Of course, there is a regulation that only professors can be assigned one, but as for Teacher Ziel, that’s another matter, isn’t it? I’ll speak with the Dean and handle it well.”
“I don’t wish to receive special treatment by breaking rules.”
Always by the book.
Recently he’d even been learning to use shortcuts, but Ziel’s fundamental principles hadn’t changed much.
There was another reason as well.
“And it’s inefficient.”
“Inefficient?”
“Yes. I can handle everything from this Faculty Dormitory grounds.”
Ziel spoke of movement paths and all such considerations!
“But students would find it difficult to reach you…….”
“The Student Dormitory is right next door, so it doesn’t matter.”
“Hmm.”
A teacher who turned down a research laboratory.
‘I would have been delighted.’
He felt slightly dejected.
He’d rushed over wanting to share good news.
“And all the families have replied. They say they’ll accept the Academy’s proposal.”
“I see. Understood.”
He felt even more dejected.
“Aren’t you pleased?”
“Should I be pleased?”
“Your idea was adopted and all the families have accepted it…….”
“I’ll be truly pleased only if the students grow because of it. For now, I don’t see a reason to be pleased.”
Berhal was somewhat shocked.
Other professors would have been pleased, thinking their standing had risen from this.
But Ziel paid no mind to such things and looked only strictly at the essence.
‘So this is what a true teacher is.’
“Is there any particular reason I must be pleased?”
Berhal hastily shook his head.
“No, that’s not it. Rather, I’ve learned something, Teacher.”
“I see. Understood.”
Again he felt admiration.
If he’d learned from Teacher Ziel as a student, wouldn’t he be far stronger now?
“Oh, and while you’re here, I should mention in advance: from the second semester onward, I plan to invite a guest lecturer for my class.”
“Oh! A guest lecturer. That’s great. What will they be teaching this time?”
“Magic.”
“Magic is great. Magic…… Pardon? Magic?”
“Yes.”
“Magic at the Sword School?”
“By understanding the principles of magic, students will learn how mana operates.”
“That…….”
“Understanding mana ultimately allows students to wield swordsmanship more efficiently.”
“……Will the students understand?”
Teach them until they understand.
“Ah…….”
By now he was too tired to be surprised.
‘Is he planning to bring in Professor Emeric?’
And he had no intention of objecting.
Because it was Ziel doing it.
“It’s the first in Sword School history…… learning magic in class.”
“Yes. In exchange, I’ve prepared the textbook myself.”
“A textbook?”
After a moment.
Berhal was astonished repeatedly upon seeing the textbook Ziel handed him.
“I never knew it could be understood so easily…….”
Berhal was not lacking in knowledge of mana.
Rather, he had considerable knowledge.
He held the title of Imperial Knight, conferred by the Imperial Palace to Master-grade individuals.
But understanding magic was a separate matter entirely.
Magic was an extremely difficult discipline.
The magic books he’d once happened to leaf through were filled with contents utterly incomprehensible to Berhal’s mind and knowledge.
But it was so clear and easy to grasp now.
“Existing magic books used dead languages and archaic words that are impossible to understand at a general level, along with specialized terminology requiring explanation and prose that is difficult to comprehend all at once. I’ve attempted to improve upon these shortcomings.”
“But how did you ever…….”
“I understood the existing texts.”
“Ah.”
In Ziel’s matter-of-fact manner, Berhal felt an enormous wall.
He’d felt it before, but now he sensed an even taller, thicker barrier.
‘So he’s also learning magic?’
Berhal stared blankly at the textbook, thinking absurdities.
‘This could stir up new conflict in the Sword School.’
As Berhal understood it, such magic books are deliberately written to be difficult.
But if a textbook written this clearly appeared…….
‘The mages will backlash, saying their prestige is diminished.’
The problem was that the other party was Ziel.
The mages’ society is very tightly knit and even the Imperial Palace dares not interfere carelessly, but given the lingering aftermath of the Siren incident, who knows what might happen now.
Teacher Ziel surely considered all of this and must have a secret strategy!
“You’ve made a grave decision, Teacher Ziel.”
“Are you referring to the textbook, or the guest lecturer?”
“Of course both.”
Ziel tilted his head.
“There’s no grave decision involved.”
Yet for all he said, it was clearly a highly calculated political maneuver.
‘Teacher Ziel, just how high are you intending to rise eventually…….’
Berhal, lost in a huge misunderstanding, nodded seriously.
“Whatever you do, I will support and stand by Teacher Ziel without limit.”
“Yes, thank you.”
And so Berhal left.
Ziel, watching his departing figure, murmured.
“It feels similar to Gilbert’s loyalty oath.”
“Were you looking for me?”
“No, I wasn’t.”
“Ah.”
There was another person here who’d become dejected.
But there wouldn’t be much time for dejection.
An item leaked from Black Sky.
They were to go together to track the traces of it.

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