On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 346

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First Day of Infiltration, The Organization Was Destroyed — Episode 346
Attention!
“From now on, you will all attach this magical tool to each of your swords.”
A small device that Zephyros had levitated by magic, nestled inside a box.
A magical tool designed to attach firmly to both sides of a sword.
That very object Karen and Yurio had equipped on their own blades and tested all day long, rolling around!
“Its appearance is different from before, isn’t it?”
That was true.
It had been improved in the meantime.
Zephyros reviewed the collected data, refined it on the spot, then quickly sourced materials and succeeded in mass production.
And all within mere days!
Of course, Professor Emeric had lent his voluntary assistance.
Though they didn’t know Zephyros’s true identity, since Ziel had brought him along, they’d accepted it readily enough.
“Zephyros, explain it.”
“Yes, boss.”
Some students already knew that Zephyros was Ziel’s new subordinate.
“What you students are about to equip is the Magical Multi-dimensional Information Aggregator for Mana Trajectory Tracking and Sword Analysis, born from my genius-level research.”
……
“By the way, that’s the name I gave it. How is it? Impressive, right?”
Zephyros craved praise.
He enjoyed research itself, but the true joy lay in having his research acknowledged!
“It’s… not really impressive…?”
“Well, it’s kind of long……”
One student’s timid answer.
But Zephyros remained undeterred.
“You don’t understand the charm of such an academic name. You really must study magic harder.”
“Y-yes…?”
The explanation continued, unbothered.
“This magical tool will measure your swordsmanship with extraordinary precision. Calculating the physical mass fluidity and kinetic energy tensor totals according to kinetic deployment, the micro-variation rate of mana vector flows coupled with the curvature of spatial trajectory, and even the nonlinear turbulent variables of the hydrodynamic boundary layer generated when the sword blade shatters the air—all in real-time computation, down to the nanosecond!”
It was utterly incomprehensible.
“What is he talking about?”
“It sounds incredible, whatever it is?”
“I think Teacher Ziel is cooking up something else again……”
The students stared blankly at Zephyros with eyes like those of unsold fish lingering at the market all day long.
“The kids’ eyes are dead, boss.”
“An explanation that doesn’t meet their level. I’ll do it, Zephyros.”
Only after Ziel stepped forward could the students understand.
“This magical tool analyzes your swordsmanship data. Based on that data, we will improve your technique.”
“Ah.”
“I see.”
“From this point forward, equip it and always activate it before you swing your sword. It operates on your mana, so don’t use it when your mana is nearly depleted.”
Quantus couldn’t help but ask out of curiosity.
“What happens if we use it with depleted mana!”
“Your mana will reverse-flow and you’ll die.”
“Oh.”
Ann stopped Quantus from the side.
“Don’t you dare get any strange ideas. If it reverses, you just die!”
“But… I want to test it in combat……”
“After training, hand the tool to me, please.”
Only Ann, who knew Quantus too well, could say such a thing.
In any case, the students each received the Magical Multi-dimensional Information Aggregator for Mana Trajectory Tracking and Sword Analysis and attached them to their swords.
“It barely has any weight at all?”
“I know, right? I was worried, but it’s incredibly light.”
“How is it supposed to analyze anything with this?”
“Who knows. It’s magic, so it’s probably outside our understanding.”
The students were right.
Only Zephyros could accomplish such a thing.
The person who put forth the pioneering theory for mana data collection and empirically demonstrated it—currently, only Zephyros, that is to say Sir Malacas, exists.
And the culmination of that theory and proof was none other than this lightweight device now attached to the students’ swords!
“What you students are wearing right now—the Magical Multi-dimensional Information Aggregator for Mana Trajectory Tracking and Sword Analysis—in terms of value alone, it’s…”
“Oh, oh, did you see? When you swing the sword, it seems to glow!”
“It really does draw in mana. After about ten swings, I can feel the difference?”
However, regrettably, the students had no interest in complicated explanations.
They were only curious about how much stronger they would become through this mysterious magical tool.
“So if we perform well, we’ll get offers from the Knight Order in this practical training, right?”
“What about the Northern Region? I hear their knights are incredibly strong.”
“What if we get scouted by the Renfield Family?”
“I’m grateful for anything. I’m the fifth son in my family, after all. Fifth!”
Everyone seemed excited about making their swordsmanship strong with the new tool and performing well in the training.
“Anyway, in terms of value alone, this is worth…”
“Zephyros, that’s enough explanation.”
“Yes……”
Zephyros turned away, looking dejected.
In any case, it was clear he’d created something extraordinary.
Even Professor Emeric, a fellow mage, found it difficult to even hazard a guess at its principles.
‘What on earth is his true identity?’
He’d assumed that anyone Ziel brought along would be quite skilled, but this exceeded even the wildest imagination!
Yet he couldn’t bring himself to ask.
He had no desire to pry into his background whatsoever.
New knowledge poured into his head just from standing nearby—who would kick over a honeypot with their own feet?
‘Could he be an unregistered mage?’
Though rare, there existed mages who operated without registration.
Those whose qualifications had been revoked—whether they’d fled after committing crimes, or become victims in power struggles.
Emeric wondered if Zephyros might be such a person.
But rather than voice curiosity, he resolved to make full use of this opportunity dispatched to the Sword School.
‘6th Circle… it might not be a dream.’
With Ziel’s help, he’d broken through the barrier of early 5th Circle, but an even steeper path awaited beyond.
Unknown though his true identity might be, staying beside this Zephyros, clearly of higher cultivation than himself, might well yield the very clues he needed!
“Do not remove or damage the device without permission. Furthermore, should anyone steal or seize it, report it immediately.”
The orientation concluded in that manner.
The students were thrilled.
A device to improve their swordsmanship.
Practical training where influential families would visit.
And even Festa, which they would build themselves!
“But what on earth did the teacher say earlier?”
“I wonder if he’ll tell us mid-semester?”
They would probably be shocked when they learned—and there was even an external Exchange Tournament with Telvir Academy.
Students who had felt overwhelmed by the remainder of their academy life now overflowed with anticipation.
But the very next day.
“Wake up, Maris Sopen.”
Ugh—
“Did you train during the break?”
“Y-yes… teacher.”
“I’ve raised the intensity accordingly.”
Faced with no change whatsoever in the grueling pace, the second-years fell into despair.
“P-please go easy……”
“Then your skill won’t improve. Will you be satisfied with your current level?”
How could that be?
Of course they wanted to grow stronger.
But how were they supposed to respond to attacks and counterattacks at nearly twice the speed of last semester?
“Focus your vision and concentrate your mind. The attacks I deal today are far from irregular in nature.”
They understood.
But understanding and being able to defend against the teacher’s attacks were two different things.
‘Can I block just one today?’
Regrettably, Maris’s turn ended without blocking a single strike.
Other students either trembled in place or fell helplessly beneath the blades of Gilbert and Kelvin.
“Heh heh, Celia. Train more.”
“Ugh! Teaching Assistant! That’s too much!”
“What can I do? The teacher said to raise the intensity. Go complain to Teacher Ziel.”
While Celia rushed forward with indignation, Karen lay defeated, subject to Kelvin’s pitiless mockery.
“H-help!”
“This is too much……”
“D-do better!”
Though these were promising talents within the Sword School, the world was vast and skilled practitioners were many.
Needless to say Ziel, but Gilbert and Kelvin too were the sort of talent that the Great Families’ Knight Orders ought to be courting!
Training under such people was both a blessing and……
“Delev Kundel, wake up.”
Ugh—
“If you don’t rise, I’ll tell Student Celia Rihart what happened during the break……”
“I’m up!”
It was a disaster at the same time.
‘He rises readily when threatened like that.’
Even as Ziel continued his lesson, he was learning how to handle Delev.
Delev, burdened by his own misdeeds, fought with desperate determination.
The current class was titled .
At first glance it appeared to be a lesson on how swordsmanship had evolved over the years, but it wasn’t.
A class conducted quite literally with the goal of advancing swordsmanship itself.
Only the swordsmanship in question belonged to the students.
It wasn’t merely about going through the motions.
“Zephyros, analyze it.”
“Yes, boss.”
He’d put that legendary Sir Malacas to use most frugally.
Zephyros was delighted.
On Osu Island, no amount of research could be empirically validated or put to practical use.
Of course, he’d believed his research to be perfect, so he’d never felt great need for such validation.
But to actually prove his research here, against a hundred students no less!
True to form, Zephyros immediately analyzed the data attached to the swords using the analytical device he’d developed.
“Boss, it’s here.”
“Mm.”
“It might be complex, so let me explain a bit……”
“Didn’t I explain the meaning of each data point then?”
“Well, yes, but there’s also a way to interpret it.”
“This is the total mana consumption based on the sword’s trajectory, and this is the sword’s angle according to applied pressure. Add those two together and you get this data.”
“You grasp it immediately?”
“It’s evident.”
A small nod.
Zephyros was genuinely amazed.
Not because he was the boss.
In normal circumstances, without explanation, such understanding would be difficult, yet he’d grasped it instantly.
“If you’d become a mage, you’d surely have been tremendously talented, boss.”
“I can do it now as well.”
“Oh, understood.”
Zephyros still didn’t quite believe that he could become a mage.
He’d nearly believed it, but it truly lay outside common sense.
‘A man who cuts down that colossal tree with a sword—what mage is he?’
Then again.
At the point of cutting the Root Tree with a sword, he was something far beyond a mage.
What mage in all the world could fell such a thick tree in a single stroke?
‘I certainly couldn’t.’
In any case, the effect was considerable.
Originally, he’d been advancing the students’ swordsmanship through minute posture corrections.
But this showed far more clearly, and far more intuitively, how they could improve further.
“Lydia Rojas, when performing the 1st Form, lower your sword by about five degrees.”
“Like this?”
“Raise it slightly more. One degree higher.”
In short, it was efficient.
“It feels… faster somehow?”
“Your center of gravity was misaligned. You’ve grown about two centimeters since just before the 2nd Semester.”
“Ah! That’s why my 1st Form felt slower when it released……”
“You must fully readjust your swordsmanship to match your physical growth. Remember this subtle difference.”
Moreover, since some students’ bodies were still developing, detailed adjustments were necessary for each.
Mishandling this period could result in bad habits taking root in their swordsmanship.
Ziel was offering the students something that went beyond appropriate—something even the finest Knight Orders struggle to provide!
Of course, the students were nearly dying in the process……
“I cut my time for all five forms of my family swordsmanship—Forms 1 through 5—by three whole seconds.”
“You too? Mine was the thrust. I couldn’t do it before.”
“I think I might be able to receive my father’s secret technique transmission next vacation?”
The improvement was tangible.
Anticipation for the coming practical training was mounting!
The students were being pushed ruthlessly through grueling classes, yet not a single one complained.
And as early semester progressed, Berhal came looking for Ziel during class.
“The students are rolling again today.”
“Yes. They must train to grow stronger.”
“Well, that’s certainly true.”
Berhal considered something.
What would happen if these exhausted students left the academy and went on to excel in their respective Knight Orders?
‘What if I just turned all these kids into a single Knight Order?’
Even entertaining such an unbelievable thought.
“But what brings you here?”
“Ah, well. The reason I’ve come……”
Berhal glanced once toward Delev and Celia, then continued quietly.
“The families sending students for the practical training are asking to observe your classes.”
“Is that so? I understand. Which families?”
Berhal let out a sigh.
“All six of them.”

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