On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 48

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The Organization Collapsed on My First Day of Infiltration Episode 048

 

 

I Don’t Want to Say

 

 

Lena.

A Personnel Department employee and Director Locus’s confidant.

Considerable time had passed since she received orders to track the dismissed former Professor Takeus Altman.

While conducting stealth surveillance on Takeus, Lena discovered two connections.

First.

There was someone Takeus contacted regularly.

Second.

When she tracked that person, it led back to the Siren Family.

A connection between Siren and Takeus!

If this was true, it could fully explain how they bribed Yon to target Delev in the selection tournament.

What was Siren?

The third-ranking family after the Great Families and Great Lord Families of Kundel and Rihart.

But it was also a family that had been third in the past and never managed to rise to the center of noble society.

 

‘There’s plenty of reason to target them.’

 

Secret struggles between Great Families occurred quite frequently.

From light things like spreading rumors about rival families, to terrifying acts like directly targeting their members.

 

‘But I need clearer evidence.’

 

So she tracked that person further, and this time he made contact with two personnel dispatched to the Exchange Tournament.

A mage dispatched from Arcane School.

A knight from a family unrelated to either Kundel or Rihart.

And the result of her tracking was…

 

‘Magic Puppet Manipulation.’

 

Lena was hidden in the middle of ‘Black Peak’ where the first match of the Exchange Tournament was being held, watching all these processes unfold.

Locus had only ordered tracking and surveillance, and hadn’t given any special instructions yet.

However, she clearly understood what this situation meant.

 

‘Siren wants to climb higher.’

 

Kundel.

Rihart.

The two Great Lord Families that were like the twin pillars of the Empire’s nobility.

It was tantamount to declaring they would wedge themselves between them and climb up.

The start of that was targeting the youngest of the Kundel Family.

They weren’t targeting him recklessly.

 

“This should be enough.”

“Isn’t this too obvious?”

“It has to be obvious to serve as evidence.”

 

Kundel and Rihart.

They were clearly trying to exploit the relationship between these two feuding families.

 

‘Rihart’s Emblem.’

 

“The minor evidence comes after. Once we make them suspicious, as long as the evidence is crystal clear, they’ll have no choice but to keep suspecting.”

“Indeed.”

 

What the two men dropped was Rihart’s Emblem.

It was too obvious evidence, but as those men said.

Once suspicion was aroused, everything after that would proceed smoothly.

 

‘This seems to be getting serious.’

 

Lena continued tracking for now.

After sending the magic doll, the men continued descending while dropping evidence here and there.

Following the emblem came cloth fragments, and even small weapons.

 

‘They planned quite a lot.’

 

Lena took in and memorized all of it.

Lena didn’t make arbitrary judgments.

She would simply report everything to Locus without omission.

But then—

 

“When are we going to deal with that rat that’s been following us?”

“Now.”

 

She found herself in a crisis where she could no longer report.

Ever again.

 

Crack!

 

A dagger suddenly flew in.

She barely managed to twist her body and dodge, but the dagger broke several tree branches as it passed.

 

‘It was infused with mana.’

 

If they could throw a dagger infused with mana, they were quite skilled!

Lena urgently twisted her body and began running in the opposite direction.

Toward the summit.

This way would actually be safer…

 

“Where do you think you’re going?”

 

Bang!

 

In an instant, a man appeared beside Lena and kicked her, slamming her down to the ground.

 

“Cough….”

 

From the tree above to below.

Lena, who had crashed to the ground in an instant, rolled around frantically before coming to a stop.

 

‘My arm is broken.’

 

The impact from the fall was no ordinary thing.

A desperate future flashed before her eyes.

Having her tracking detected.

A skilled fighter who could throw daggers infused with mana.

And on top of that, such powerful impact from just one kick.

 

‘At least a smoke bomb….’

 

“Oh no.”

 

The moment she reached behind her back, the man approached and pinned her down with his foot.

 

“You’ve been tracking us for quite a while, did you find out anything?”

 

Meanwhile, the mage approached and tilted his head curiously.

 

“She’s a Personnel Department employee, isn’t she?”

“Personnel Department employee?”

“Yeah. There’s a woman who follows around next to Locus.”

“Ah. So you’re from the Personnel Department. No wonder, I’ve been feeling a chill down my spine lately. So it was that bastard Locus.”

 

Her hands wouldn’t move.

 

‘I can’t escape.’

 

“What should we do?”

“We have to eliminate her. Let’s handle it with poison and bury her in the ground. Then she’ll decompose without a trace.”

“That bastard Locus seemed quite fond of her. What a shame.”

 

Shing.

 

One of the men pulled out an ampoule from his chest and brought it to his dagger.

The blade of the dagger was stained an ominous purple color.

 

“Hurry up. We don’t have time.”

“Got it. Why are you rushing me so much?”

 

It was just as the dagger was heading toward Lena’s neck area.

 

“….”

 

There was no sensation.

Did they also apply paralysis poison?

At least it’s fortunate that it won’t be painful when I die….

 

“…What kind of bastard are you.”

 

The dagger in the man’s hand had disappeared.

And in an instant at that.

As if it had evaporated.

But the dagger that she thought had disappeared….

 

“So it’s you guys.”

 

Was being held in a man’s hand.

The two men couldn’t understand the situation for a moment.

 

‘That bastard?’

 

The blade stained purple.

The dagger that was definitely about to stab Lena’s neck just now was being held in that hand.

How on earth?

 

“It’s Tinrel.”

 

‘How does he know that?’

 

“You also used poison extracted from poison frogs that inhabit the Southernmost Jungle. Is it custom-made?”

 

‘Even that?’

 

He could figure all that out just by bringing his nose close to the blade?

 

“It shows excellent effects in decomposing corpses. Were you planning to use it on that woman?”

“…So what if we were?”

“It doesn’t matter. I was just asking.”

 

What kind of answer is that.

Lena was also bewildered.

She thought he had saved her?

But who could he be anyway?

 

‘It’s a face I’ve never seen before.’

 

“I tracked you guys for a different reason.”

 

Thud.

 

Ziel dropped the dagger coated with Tinrel to the ground and looked at the two men.

 

“You seized control of the magic dolls and manipulated them, then made them attack the First Years, right?”

 

The men gave no answer.

There’s a saying used at times like this.

 

“In a book called ‘Collection of Valdrain Proverbs,’ it says ‘silence is consent.'”

 

Random stories had been coming up since earlier, but they weren’t wrong.

 

“And the direct target is Delev Kundel. Right?”

 

This question was the same.

The men remained silent, but to Ziel it was as good as an answer.

 

“The proverb fits perfectly. I should read more often from now on.”

 

He kept bringing up proverbs though.

Meanwhile, one of the men signaled to another with his eyes.

A signal to attack.

However.

 

“There’s also this proverb. ‘A wolf in darkness hides its shadow, but under moonlight its fangs are revealed.'”

 

Ziel, wearing the human skin mask, instantly approached and blocked the hand of the man who had just signaled.

 

“The fangs are very clearly visible.”

 

What the man held in his hand was a dagger imbued with mana.

The very same dagger that had attacked Lena!

 

‘When?’

 

Lena was shocked.

She hadn’t even seen the man draw his dagger, much less seen the mysterious man approach.

A master of a completely different level!

 

“Kuk, krgh…”

 

While his hand was being held, the man beside him quickly circulated his mana.

 

‘I’ll finish this in one go.’

 

But at that moment.

 

“Kek!”

 

Ziel’s fingertip pierced straight through the mage’s chest.

At that moment, the circulating mana stopped completely, causing a backflow that turned his insides upside down.

 

“Kul-luk, keh-huk.”

 

He was coughing up blood.

Lena no longer had the strength to be shocked.

 

‘I’ve heard of methods to block mana circulation… but was that actually possible?’

 

Once mana begins circulation, it circulates through the body dozens of times per second.

To precisely locate that rapidly circulating mana and strike at the perfect timing was necessary!

That wasn’t the end of it.

Ziel snatched the mana-imbued dagger and stabbed it straight into the shoulder.

 

“Kraak!”

 

Thud.

 

The other man collapsed just like the mage before him.

 

“The proverb fits well. Don’t you think?”

“You… who are you!”

“I don’t want to say.”

 

Ziel had clear likes and dislikes.

 

“…Krgh.”

 

Some strange guy had appeared and was trying to ruin everything.

If this continued…

 

“Die!”

 

Not giving up, the man pulled out another dagger he had prepared from his chest.

But it didn’t work.

 

Crack!

 

Instead, his arm was broken.

In the blink of an eye.

A movement so fast he couldn’t even tell how it was broken!

 

“I’ll break your remaining arm too.”

 

Following through, Ziel actually broke the other arm as well, completely incapacitating him.

Retrieving the poison from his mouth was a bonus.

 

“Not Crow… assassins then?”

“…”

 

Silence is golden.

Ziel recalled that proverb once again.

Then Ziel looked toward the mage who was still coughing up blood.

 

“You’re affiliated with Arcane School.”

 

Just then, Lena cried out while suppressing her pain.

 

“Both of them are agents sent by the Siren Family!”

“Siren?”

“That’s right. They’re infiltration assassins sent by Siren to target Delev Kundel. Both of them have been recruited by the Siren Family.”

 

Ziel didn’t know the power dynamics between noble families.

But one thing was certain from learning that Siren was targeting Delev.

Actually, such political structures weren’t very important to Ziel.

What mattered was that they had tried to harm his student once again.

 

“If Delev Kundel had been hurt or killed, you two would have died right here on this spot.”

 

The moment they looked into Ziel’s eyes, terror washed over the two men.

A gaze that only those who had mastered the Polar Night Breathing Technique could produce!

It was primal fear.

An instinctive threat that made even assassins feel terror!

 

‘What the hell is he…’

 

The two men forgot even their pain, their breath caught as they trembled in fear.

Lena hadn’t directly met those eyes, so she couldn’t even understand why the two men were acting that way.

She just…

 

‘This is an impossible person. Just who is he?’

 

She could only wonder about that man’s identity.

Ziel then asked Lena.

 

“Are you acquainted with Locus?”

 

Meanwhile, Ziel asked Lena.

Lena unconsciously nodded.

 

“Y-yes, I am.”

“Locus’s scent is mixed in. Though it’s different.”

 

Lena’s ears suddenly flushed red.

 

“Are you embarrassed or flustered?”

“P-pardon?”

“Someone I know had the same reaction.”

 

What on earth was he talking about!

Even amid the pain of her broken arm, embarrassment bloomed.

 

‘H-how does he know? Does he know about it?’

 

“Did you come here on Locus’s orders?”

“W-well, yes. He told me to monitor those two…”

 

Ziel instantly knocked both of them unconscious at that moment.

The method he used to knock them out was simple.

He struck them on the head.

 

“…”

 

Lena was left speechless.

In reality, such a method wasn’t appropriate for knocking someone unconscious.

Rather, if done wrong, it could kill the opponent.

But how did he do it so simply…

 

“They won’t wake up for at least 3 hours. They might wake up if given a strong shock.”

 

Ziel said this while looking around the area.

 

“The Exchange Tournament is still in progress. If possible, take them away without disrupting the tournament.”

“What do you mean…”

 

He’s telling me to take them away?

Really?

 

“If the Exchange Tournament is disrupted, the students’ efforts will become meaningless.”

 

It wasn’t the reason she had imagined.

The students’ efforts would lose their meaning.

 

‘Who is he? A professor?’

 

Among all the professors, liberal arts instructors, and teaching assistants, there was no one who looked like that…

Lena nodded for now.

 

“I understand. Thank you for your help. But if you don’t mind me asking, why are you helping…”

“I don’t want to say.”

“Then at least who you are…”

“I don’t want to say that either.”

 

Ziel didn’t want to talk.

The skills he had shown in front of Elcanto were simply physical movements.

But since he had demonstrated skills that could be associated with assassins, it was better to hide them if possible.

Tracking was an assassin’s specialty.

Having encountered someone from the Personnel Department, it was a natural choice.

Locus.

Though they had only briefly met, there was no need to unnecessarily attract attention.

Thanks to his perfect disguise, Lena had no idea of Ziel’s true identity.

 

“…”

 

Lena couldn’t hide her bewilderment, but she clearly recalled what she needed to do.

 

‘Originally surveillance was the order, but now that it’s come to this….’

 

Before Siren notices, the Personnel Department will secure custody of these bastards.

The justification is solid too.

The crime of attempting to disrupt the Exchange Tournament.

 

‘First I need to get to the Summit to secure safety and contact the Department Head.’

 

However.

 

“Ugh.”

 

His broken arm wouldn’t obey.

It wasn’t just his arm that was broken – the impact seemed to have broken his ribs too, causing considerable chest pain.

To take these two unconscious men with him….

That’s when Ziel approached.

 

“Hold your breath.”

 

Crack!

 

“Grrruuugh?”

 

What just happened.

It felt like his arm had been completely twisted.

But surprisingly, the pain decreased.

Then Ziel picked up a thick Tree Branch nearby, placed it against the broken arm, and quickly wrapped it with Bandage.

A Makeshift Splint was completed in an instant.

 

‘What kind of person is he?’

 

“From your breathing, your ribs are broken too.”

 

Tap.

 

Without giving him a chance to speak, Ziel tapped the rib area with his fingertip.

Amazingly, the pain disappeared again.

 

“It won’t last long. When you get back, get treatment and make sure to take Painkiller.”

“Y-yes….”

 

The more he looked, the more this man filled him with amazement and questions.

 

“And Security Guards will be coming This Way soon. Ask them for help. Or call someone from the Personnel Department.”

 

Ziel, who had kindly even provided guidance on what to do, left the scene just like that.

 

‘What the hell was that.’

 

This feeling like a storm had swept through once and passed!

But this wasn’t the time for that.

Just then, he heard the sound of several people approaching from not far away.

 

“Over here, This Way!”

 

Lena waved her hand more urgently than ever before.

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