On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 56

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The Organization Collapsed on My First Day of Infiltration Episode 056

 

 

Creating Ripples (3)

 

 

“Huh.”

 

Dietrich Valdrain couldn’t hide his surprise at how the match was unfolding differently than expected.

 

“Sir Relio, this is flowing completely different from our expectations.”

“Indeed… This feels like… watching a mock battle.”

 

All knights learn military strategy and master unit-based combat methods.

Relio was a knight with considerable insight and knowledge in military strategy among them.

From his perspective, the First Years’ coordinated movements were quite impressive.

 

“The First Years seem to be using the ‘Awl and Thorn’ strategy right now.”

“Awl and Thorn Strategy?”

“Yes. They break through like an awl and make themselves untouchable like raised thorns. It’s mainly used by weaker forces when at least three factions clash.”

 

However, it was a high-risk strategy with great possibility of being simultaneously surrounded by the remaining forces.

But looking at it now…

 

“It seems the First Years have joined hands with the Second Years.”

“Huh.”

“The Third Years are rather caught in a dilemma now.”

 

It was hard to see this as a strategy that came from the students’ minds. Usually the supervising professors plan the strategy and tactics, so then…

 

“I think it might be an idea that came from that Liberal Arts Instructor’s head.”

“Hmm. I know Liberal Arts Instructors find it difficult to supervise year groups.”

“I heard it became that way as an exceptional case. One of the Sword School professors was fired for trying to harm a student…”

“Ah, that incident.”

 

A major incident that was even reported to the Imperial Palace.

Fortunately, the head of Kundel didn’t make a big issue of it and let it pass, but he remembered the Imperial Palace being on edge for a while.

Because the great noble family of Kundel could have used this incident as an excuse to cause trouble.

 

“Anyway, it seems that Liberal Arts Instructor named Ziel took the position that became vacant from that incident.”

“Interesting. He took charge of the First Years after that and made them like this?”

“That’s how it appears.”

“He’s quite talented.”

 

Another thought came to mind at that moment.

 

“Could you look into him and see if we can arrange a position?”

“Of course, Your Highness. Then I’ll tell Sir Eton about this along with the matter of the man from that night.”

“Good.”

 

The man from that night.

Sword School Liberal Arts Instructor Ziel Steelheart.

The two had no idea that these two people were actually the same person.

Meanwhile, the Third Years caught between the two alliances were eliminated one after another.

 

“Hold on! Hold your ground!”

“Aken! Here, this way… Ugh!”

“Sharon!”

 

Of course, they didn’t just take it lying down.

They managed to eliminate as many as three Fourth Years, who had the smallest gap with them.

The elimination criteria was having one’s back touch the ground.

They even inflicted considerable injuries on two others.

Though the Third Years were eventually eliminated with Aken Kundel being the last, they had reduced the Fourth Years’ strength by half.

 

“It was a good fight.”

 

Amos just nodded without being shaken by his second son’s elimination.

Rather, he highly evaluated how they came to their senses just before fighting the Fourth and Fifth Year alliance.

Meanwhile.

 

“Damn it!”

 

Professor Merhen couldn’t contain his exploding anger and eventually kicked his seat.

The furious glare he sent toward Elcanto was a bonus.

 

“Professor Elcanto, you…”

 

Right at that moment.

 

“Please sit down, Professor Merhen.”

 

Berhal approached and said a word.

 

“There are many eyes watching, aren’t there?”

“…I apologize, Department Head.”

 

Merhen eventually sat back down.

His insides were bursting, but there was no other way.

With this, the Third Years were likely to place last.

 

‘We survived.’

 

On the other hand, the Second Years who recorded 5th place in the first match got a chance to leap to 4th place.

Maybe even 3rd place was possible?

But the real ranking competition starts now.

The overwhelming alliance of Fourth and Fifth Years.

Though the Fourth Years’ strength was reduced by half, their opponents were the First and Second Year alliance.

 

“Teacher Ziel, will we be okay?”

 

Elcanto turned his head slightly to the side and asked.

Ziel replied lightly.

 

“We cannot defeat that alliance.”

 

As expected.

 

‘Even Teacher Ziel can’t help it this time…’

 

“But they won’t be eliminated easily either.”

“Hm?”

“Just watch.”

 

That confident tone of his had always rubbed me the wrong way at first.

I thought he was being arrogant.

But now it sounded different.

 

‘The melee combat training is sufficient.’

 

Ziel looked at the arena.

The 1st-2nd Year Alliance stood side by side while the 4th-5th Year Alliance approached.

Even though melee combat involved chaotic fighting, the objective had to be clearly defined.

 

‘Fourth Years.’

 

He had already told the students beforehand.

To collapse the weaker side first.

That meant starting with the Fourth Years whose strength had drastically decreased.

Though they called it an alliance, the Fifth Years and Fourth Years weren’t approaching together.

They were simply standing in the same direction.

In other words, it meant they could strategically collapse the Fourth Years first.

Ziel’s sharp gaze swept across the arena.

 

“The Fourth Years’ left side is weak.”

 

The side where the two injured students were located.

Sure enough.

Elcanto was surprised.

As soon as Ziel finished speaking, all 10 First Years simultaneously rushed toward that side.

 

“All together like that?”

“It’s better to attack all at once rather than dividing up carelessly.”

 

The standard of melee combat was one side attacking while the other defended.

That way they could block attacks coming from behind.

That’s how the Second Years had trained as well.

But Ziel’s First Years were attacking all together.

As if they were one body.

 

‘Then our Second Years…’

 

The Second Years also hesitated for a moment before following behind them.

A situation emerged where the First Years led the charge and the Second Years followed behind.

The results were clear.

 

“Face them calmly! Don’t retreat!”

“Two injured! Fall back!”

“Can’t fall back! They keep coming from the side…”

 

The Fourth Years were certainly strong.

But three had already been eliminated and two injured from the Third Years’ desperate struggle.

On top of that, the First Years’ attack was fiercer than expected.

 

Clang, claaang!

 

They narrowly deflected or dodged the incoming attacks, then even counterattacked!

 

Slash!

 

The shoulder of the Fourth Year student fighting at the front was cut by a combined attack from three opponents.

 

“These crazy…”

 

He counterattacked in panic, but Delev rolled on the ground to dodge!

Ann seized the opening and struck his wrist with her sword blade, causing his sword to fall.

Finally, Quantus charged in and tackled him with his whole body—

 

“What in the world!”

“A Fourth Year…”

 

Thud!

 

The first elimination occurred in the clash between First Years and Fourth Years.

None other than a Fourth Year!

Even the fallen Fourth Year student had a look of disbelief.

 

“It’s working. It’s actually working.”

 

Ann calmed her trembling hands from the surging adrenaline.

Just as the teacher had said.

It was working.

It was exactly as they’d heard in melee combat training.

That even Fourth Years could be handled if three or more attacked together in a combined assault!

 

“Stay calm, Ann.”

 

If Celia hadn’t held her back, Ann would have unconsciously charged forward.

Celia patted Ann’s shoulder and spoke to Delev who was beside them.

 

“Next, let’s go.”

“Good. I’ll go first.”

 

Following that, two scions from both Great Families stepped forward.

The greatest talents of the First Years!

Plus the combination of Heavy Sword Technique and Swift Swordsmanship.

 

“Ho,”

“Hmm.”

 

The two Family Heads from the Two Great Families who visited the Arena today also straightened their shoulders under the pouring gazes.

 

‘Show them, youngest.’

‘Our daughter should be the one to defeat them in the end.’

 

Yurio joined in as well.

 

‘Yurio.’

 

In one corner of the Spectator Seats.

Even Rangl Harmatan was watching only his son.

 

Thud!

 

The actual interval between Quantus’s tackle and the other three charging in was very short.

Delev, Celia, and Yurio all charged without hesitation.

 

Clang, claaang!

 

One Fourth Year who hastily stepped forward managed to block the attacks from Delev and Yurio, but…

 

Swoosh!

 

“Ugh!”

 

He couldn’t block Celia’s Swift Swordsmanship.

Already overwhelmed trying to block Delev’s heavy Heavy Sword Technique and Yurio’s Swift Swordsmanship that was as fast as Celia’s, an attack pierced through!

Since his thigh was stabbed, he dropped to one knee—

 

“Move aside!”

 

Unfortunately, Quantus finished it off again this time.

 

“…”

“…This guy really.”

“Ah damn, at the end like this…”

 

An overwhelming giant frame!

Thanks to that, his Body Tackle definitely packed a punch…

 

“Haha! This is what a leader does!”

 

Why did he have to defeat two of them?

The remaining First Years felt a sense of crisis because Quantus was performing so well.

That kind of crisis where they couldn’t lose to this fool.

 

“Ooooooooh!”

“Well done, First Years!”

 

The spectators’ cheers were now directed toward the First Years.

It’s human psychology to want to cheer when those treated as underdogs suddenly start doing well.

Moreover, weren’t the Family Heads of the Two Great Families present today?

There were more than enough reasons to cheer for the First Years.

 

“Huh. Quite impressive. For First Years to defeat Fourth Years…”

“Even if there are clear differences among them individually, they can’t lose when they attack together.”

 

Being outnumbered.

That’s a Strategy that works sufficiently even at a certain level.

Of course, the story changes when you cross into the realm of Knights called human weapons.

While one-on-one might be different, when three or four people seriously gang up, even First Years can defeat Fourth Years.

 

‘But Fifth Years won’t be easy.’

 

That was exactly the problem with the situation the Fourth Years were facing now.

In their panic, they lost two more people.

What remained were two injured.

And three who were relatively intact.

However—

 

“What are the Fifth Year Seniors doing!”

 

The Fifth Years were watching from a distance.

As if they were just observing.

It was natural if you think about it.

They had to defeat everyone anyway.

Rather than helping to defeat the First Years together and then defeating the Fourth Years afterward…

 

“It’s much better to make the First Years and Fourth Years destroy each other, or deal with whichever year survives.”

 

There are no eternal alliances in battle.

The same goes for First Years and Second Years.

 

“Next, we should…”

 

Just as Ann Peshwa was about to step forward again, Delev stopped her.

 

“Ann. Wait. We can’t be the only ones fighting.”

 

Delev glanced back and then whispered to Ann.

 

“The Second Years should fight too.”

“Ah.”

 

Delev put his mind to work.

Celia agreed as well.

 

“Delev’s right. We managed to take down 2 of them, but I can’t guarantee the next round.”

 

The remaining Fourth Years numbered 5.

Even if 2 were injured, if that many banded together to fight, the First Years would inevitably have to accept losses.

Ann caught onto Delev’s intention and spoke to Quantus, who was just getting up.

 

“Leader, let’s make a strategic retreat.”

“Huh? What do you mean…”

“Keep your voice down. The Second Years are behind us. The Fourth Years are preparing their counterattack right now. They’ll charge at us soon. So let’s fall back.”

“Hmm. I don’t really get what you mean, but since it’s you saying it, Ann, alright.”

 

Slowly, stealthily.

 

The First Years began retreating backward.

Just then, the Fourth Years approached to launch their counterattack.

 

“Seniors, please fight with us! We’re allies!”

“Huh?”

 

Following behind the First Years came the Second Years.

They had been about to step forward to fight together, caught up in the First Years’ valiant struggle.

 

“Huh?”

 

Thanks to this, the Second Years naturally found themselves facing off against the Fourth Years with the First Years having withdrawn.

 

‘What the hell is this.’

 

“We’ll take down at least one more. Attack!”

 

And so began the sudden clash between Fourth Years and Second Years.

The First Years and Fifth Years who had fallen back.

The Second Years and Fourth Years fighting between them.

 

“Well now, this is flowing completely differently than expected.”

 

Department Head Berhal burst into hearty laughter.

The Professors each wore different expressions.

Third Year supervisor, Professor Merhen.

So frustrated he could die, he just hung his head silently.

Fourth Year supervisor, Professor Idel.

A blank expression at seeing his forces already reduced to less than half after clashing with Third Years and now First Years.

Second Year supervisor, Professor Elcanto.

Seemed to be watching the situation for now.

Fifth Year supervisor, Professor Isabella.

She had the most peaceful expression among them.

But beyond peaceful, there was one person who seemed to be targeting something.

 

‘Teacher Ziel.’

 

The very person who had thrown the second match into chaos that no one could have predicted.

None other than Teacher Ziel Steelheart!

 

‘Well now, he’s certainly going to make a solid impression.’

 

Family Heads from the Two Great Families and across the Empire who had attended as parents.

Knight Order commanders and Scout Officers.

And here…

 

‘His Highness Dietrich will be keeping a close eye too.’

 

Even the Imperial Family’s second son, who must be thirsting for talent.

It was certain.

Even if the match ended like this, the attention focused on the First Years would be beyond imagination.

But naturally, Ziel’s eyes were looking beyond even that!

 

‘The real thing will be after the Exchange Tournament ends.’

 

Berhal curled up the corners of his mouth, imagining the future that would soon unfold.

 

‘A mere incentive won’t be nearly enough.’

 

How should he keep this talent at the Academy.

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