On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 349

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First Day of Infiltration, The Organization Was Destroyed — Episode 349
Secret Base
Chief Relio of the Imperial Knight Order, who had taken charge of the Slum District supply operation, stood speechless as food supplies vanished in an instant.
“Teacher Ziel’s taking that much food?”
“Yes, Chief Relio. Half of the food provisions we brought today have already been consumed.”
“Hmm, are there really that many people in District 42?”
“Not exactly. But I heard they’re distributing particularly large quantities of food to homes with children.”
“Children…….”
“Yes. Whenever they see children, they hand over generous amounts of food.”
Hearing this, Relio—who had been lost in thought—found a new suspicion taking shape.
‘Did he have a child?’
It wouldn’t be unusual if he did.
Nobles typically married shortly after coming of age.
Though perhaps the child no longer lived in this world.
Without knowing the details, hearing that he distributed abundant food to homes with children made Ziel appear in a different light to Relio.
“Allocate additional food supplies to that area. We’ll handle District 44.”
“Will that be alright, sir?”
“It’s not just anyone—it’s Teacher Ziel.”
Did one need a reason?
He was the man favored by the Emperor, who had personally brought a hundred students in response to a support request.
“Understood, sir. We’ll concentrate food supplies in that direction.”
“Dispatch two Apprentice Member squads as well. When word spreads about that much food flowing in, looting could break out.”
In any case, the charitable work involving even the Imperial Family was proceeding remarkably well.
“That young man has impressive strength. It was Quantus, wasn’t it?”
“Yes, Sir Horn.”
“If he’s of the Hopel Family, he’ll certainly enter the family succession course immediately after graduation, but…….”
The students’ performance was equally remarkable.
Quantus especially stood out.
With overwhelming physical strength and stamina, he moved food supplies, transported materials, and aided in road repairs.
From the Imperial Knight Order’s perspective, here was talent that made them drool!
“He’d be incredibly useful when deployed to a task.”
He was virtually perfect—not only skilled in swordsmanship but versatile in numerous applications.
“What else should I move? Teaching Assistant Gilbert!”
“This one. It’s quite heavy. Will you manage?”
“No way! Huuugh!”
That eagerness in response to being told it was heavy—that was Ann’s handiwork.
“Didn’t I call it?”
“He falls for provocation every time, doesn’t he, Ann. You were right.”
“He’s an idiot anyway.”
With Quantus’s efforts, food distribution and road reconstruction in District 42 were progressing very smoothly.
“But where’s Teacher Ziel?”
“Right, where did he go?”
“Did he head to another district?”
Meanwhile, elsewhere.
Ziel, wearing a Human Skin Mask, stood face to face with the Bishop.
“Sun God…… oh.”
“Stay still.”
Ziel hurled his body forward and stopped the Bishop—who was rushing to greet him—with Paralysis.
“Sun God, you have come to watch over us with mercy.”
“No. I came to check whether you’re doing good deeds properly.”
“We are naturally fulfilling your instructions faithfully. We would do anything for the Empire’s downfall.”
“Just keep doing good deeds.”
To the Bishop’s ears, it sounded like if they simply continued doing good deeds, the Empire would soon crumble.
“I receive your command, Sun God.”
Ziel wanted to say it wasn’t true, but he recalled Gilbert’s advice.
That guidance—that it would be far more efficient and beneficial to simply play along as the Sun God!
‘There’s no point explaining anyway; they wouldn’t believe me. Better to leave it as is.’
“The work you instructed is progressing very smoothly. The thought that those suffering here will come to serve the Sun God fills my heart with genuine excitement.”
The Bishop seemed to harbor some extraordinary misunderstandings, but ultimately good deeds were being done consistently.
“And as you instructed us to hide our identities well, we are not conducting any proselytizing activities, Sun God.”
“Good. Well done.”
This matter seemed to have no problems.
“Still, the surface world truly is pleasant. Before, we could only proselytize in limited ways from beyond.”
“Is that so? How did you proselytize?”
“We earnestly expounded the doctrine that the Sun God has granted us.”
“I see.”
There appeared to be no particular issues.
They seemed to have blended in well, like the original staff at the Berte Trading Company.
Incidentally, the Berte Trading Company regarded them as subordinates whom Dark Ghost had procured from somewhere.
So they were being treated reasonably well.
That said, their loyalty and faith in the Sun God had not diminished at all.
For the Bishop and his followers were connected by the same power.
“You yourself received your power from the Sun God as well?”
“Yes, Sun God. One day, a divine revelation suddenly descended. It commanded me to hone the power for the new world to come! And so I journeyed to the Eastern Frontier, where the sun rises.”
“Was that power present in that place?”
“Your altar was there, Sun God. When I dug beneath that altar, the sun enveloped me. I lost consciousness for a moment, and when I opened my eyes…… I had obtained this power.”
The Eastern Frontier of this continent was a wilderness barely touched by human hands.
It lay beyond the Valdrain Empire’s territory, was known as uncharted land, and even renowned explorers did not rashly venture forth into it.
In any case, after cultivating further, he had attained a strength rivaling the Master Grade, but in Ziel’s estimation, it was ultimately just raw magical intensity.
“So that’s why your mana felt fundamentally different.”
“H-how did you know that?”
“I simply can tell.”
“Truly, you are the Sun God.”
It seemed rather convenient to dismiss remarkable or profound matters with ‘because I’m the Sun God’—a reason one could breeze past almost anything.
“I am faithful and loyal, but my body is weak and frail. That is why I need strong followers who can fight and bring down the Empire.”
“Is that so? Why do you want to topple the Empire?”
“Because the Empire abandoned me.”
There seemed to be a past he had not yet spoken of.
Of course, Ziel was not particularly curious.
“Naturally, if the Sun God commanded me simply to spread his word instead of building a new world, I would have done so. But since you commanded me to create a new world…… I will bring the Empire down.”
“I see. Very well. For now, continue doing good deeds.”
“I receive your command, Sun God.”
Though by chance Ziel was misunderstood as the Sun God due to a divine revelation, and this situation had arisen from it, Ziel did not mind.
In any case, good deeds were continuing.
Only the scale had become tremendously larger.
Somehow he had become Dark Ghost, and somehow he had come to lead a vast trading company and a religious sect intent on the Empire’s downfall.
And on top of all that, somehow he had become the Sun God.
“Sun God, if I may ask—when do you foresee the timing of the Empire’s downfall?”
“I don’t know.”
“Ah, so the time has not yet come. We shall await that moment.”
And so the meeting with the Bishop came to an end.
What captured Ziel’s interest was one thing.
‘The Eastern Frontier.’
Land beyond this Empire.
The Eastern Frontier of the continent.
According to books he’d read, beyond the sea at the world’s eastern edge, there supposedly exists a land no one has yet visited.
Power originating from such a place.
‘Student Quantus Hopel would be delighted to hear of this.’
If he told him now, he’d certainly want to go there during the break, so it seemed better to save the news for later.
Around the time of graduation, perhaps?
In any case, since there’s a secret branch somewhere outside the Empire, he could visit that while looking into it, and if time permitted, venture to the Eastern Frontier as well.
“Continue doing good deeds.”
“I receive your command, Sun God.”
After meeting with the Bishop, Ziel sought out Berte.
Berte had even set up a satellite office near District 40 and was personally directing the ‘good deeds’ operations.
“Ah, Dark Ghost, sir?”
“It’s Dark Ghost, sir!”
When Ziel arrived, there was a brief commotion, but it quickly subsided.
“Dark Ghost, sir, you’ve come?”
“Are the good deeds progressing well?”
“Of course! Look at this, sir.”
A meticulously kept ‘Record of Good Deeds,’ befitting a merchant, was placed in Ziel’s hands.
“Well done.”
The count of good deeds had already exceeded several thousand.
“Noble Family sponsorships are also substantial, sir. We’ve disbursed all the projected bonuses and still have much remaining. You anticipated all of this, Dark Ghost, sir! You truly are remarkable.”
The Berte Trading Company was now generating unprecedented profits.
Not from selling goods.
Not from major contracts.
Simply by performing good deeds, sponsorships from various influential noble families were pouring in, and the Imperial Family itself had become involved.
This ‘good deeds project’ had become profitable.
“And this is part of the donations given to you, Dark Ghost, sir. We’ve collected everything after deducting our anticipated expenses.”
Ziel received a heavy pouch.
“I considered a check, but thought silver coins would be better, so…….”
“Thoughtful of you.”
“Thank you!”
And money kept accumulating in Ziel’s hands as well.
Including what he’d cleaned up from the gambling tables recently, he was already sitting on assets worth tens of millions of Sel.
But one can never have too much money.
‘I should think about how to spend all this.’
He’d already built a brewery and a research laboratory, yet money still overflowed.
Finding ways to spend it—a new objective!
“Thanks to you, Dark Ghost, sir, our company can now take a step forward. Someday, we’ll surpass every merchant company in the Capital and dominate the entire market!”
“See that you do.”
And Dark Ghost transformed back into Ziel.
“Oh, it’s the Teacher.”
“Teacher! Where have you been?”
“I had some matters to attend to. Are you making good progress on the road?”
“Yes, we’re doing well with the road. But there’s a bit of a problem.”
“What’s that?”
“The children are…… worried about us destroying their base.”
Ziel turned toward the presences he’d already detected from the start.
The child whose eyes had met his quickly hid away.
“We demolished a strange and crude-looking structure that was blocking the path…… and apparently it was their secret base.”
Thump!
“Their little secret base, they said.”
Thump, thump.
Ziel’s heart began beating a little faster.
He felt a sense of excitement.
“A secret base. Intriguing. It’s only natural they’d be upset.”
“Sir?”
“Have you never thought of it? Wanting to have your own secret base.”
“……I haven’t. What about you, Teacher?”
“Neither had I.”
Celia wondered what kind of conversation this was.
“But I’m beginning to now.”
What book had Teacher Ziel read this time?
Meanwhile, Yurio chimed in as well.
“A secret base is absolutely essential for a man, you know. I made many secret bases when I was young, Teacher.”
“I envy you, Student Yurio Harmatan. I was not able to do such things.”
“Oh, why not?”
“I’d rather not speak of it.”
“…….”
Though it was unfortunate for the children, clearing the blocked path ultimately required demolishing the ‘secret base’—there was no way around it.
In fact, beyond just this ‘secret base,’ there were many structures blocking passages between districts.
There were many poor people but few places to live, so as a last resort, they even blocked off passages.
There wasn’t just one passage, but with paths becoming blocked like this one after another, eventually beyond District 40 it became so convoluted that one simply could not navigate freely.
In this case, it happened to be a ‘secret base’.
“Give us back our secret base!”
“That’s right!”
As the children cried out, Celia and Yurio were moving forward to console them when——
“Wait.”
Ziel approached the child calling out at the front.
And without hesitation, he grasped his upper body and gave it one smooth rotation, then nodded.
“Your mana, bone structure, and physical flow are all well-balanced.”
“Sir?”
“Learn Swordsmanship.”
“What?”
“Not Assassination.”
“……What?”
Ziel asked the bewildered child.
“What’s your name?”
“J-Johan, sir.”
“Johan. Understood.”
And then he suddenly realized something.
‘There are quite a few talented children here.’
As a teacher, there was one thing he could do.
Provide opportunities for learning.

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