On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 73

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The Organization Collapsed on My First Day of Infiltration Episode 073

 

 

 

 

 

It Was the First Day of Practical Training (1)

 

 

 

 

 

The practical training preparations were almost finished.

 

Ziel had conducted all the necessary training for the practical situation, including magical beast response training, for all first-year students.

 

Meanwhile, he also made students who hadn’t taken his classes undergo physical training in parallel.

 

Thanks to this, the physical strength of new first-year students including Lydia was rising slightly but definitely.

 

 

 

‘I’ll need to conduct separate physical training after the practical training ends.’

 

 

 

The physical fitness level difference between the students he had been teaching was considerable.

 

But with the practical training not far away, excessive physical training was forbidden.

 

 

 

“That’s all. Everyone stop and take a rest.”

 

“Hueeeee.”

 

“Save me…”

 

 

 

Of course, even that alone was sufficiently difficult training.

 

The existing first-year students including Delev just snickered for no reason.

 

 

 

“We once had times like that too.”

 

“Delev, that was only 2 months ago.”

 

 

 

Delev glared with cold eyes at Celia’s tackle.

 

 

 

“Do you have to pick a fight with everything I say to feel better?”

 

“Says the one who cowardly steals swordsmanship.”

 

“Oh, is that so? Then stop me from stealing it. It wasn’t difficult at all?”

 

“Hey!”

 

 

 

Other students watched the two bickering with amusement.

 

 

 

“Those two look close, don’t they?”

 

“It’s not easy to see the children of the two great families fighting like that.”

 

“Both Family Heads were overflowing with dignity though…”

 

 

 

Anyway, the atmosphere among the first-year students was good.

 

With Ziel taking charge of the entire first-year practical training, there was no issue with the new first-year students not mixing well.

 

This was thanks to appropriately distributing existing students and new students across 5 groups.

 

Since cooperation was more important than the exchange competition, this was the result of Ziel’s careful consideration.

 

 

 

‘Cooperation is more important than anything in this practical training.’

 

 

 

The main task of this practical training was to form groups, respond to magical beasts by group, and earn practical training points while exploring ruins.

 

In that process, judges who had hidden in advance would score and evaluate them.

 

Naturally, Ziel was aiming for good scores.

 

But what he cared about more than that was safety.

 

 

 

“Group leaders, please gather for a moment.”

 

 

 

From Group 1 to Group 5.

 

Ziel called the group leaders together.

 

And he handed out the promised Praise Cards.

 

 

 

“This is a Praise Card…!”

 

“It looks really interesting.”

 

 

 

The Praise Cards they had only heard about.

 

Delev, Celia, and Ann had received them once before, but it was Maris and Lydia’s first time.

 

 

 

“I put a sleep gas function in the previous Praise Cards, but this time I changed the function.”

 

 

 

There was such a function?

 

The three who had already received them before widened their eyes.

 

 

 

“The reason you told us to throw them when it’s dangerous… was that?”

 

 

 

Ziel nodded at Celia’s words.

 

 

 

“Right. Seeing you say that, there was no occasion to use it.”

 

 

 

Of course there wouldn’t be.

 

Only one person had used it.

 

It was Yurio.

 

Even that was because he accidentally threw it and it worked by chance.

 

 

 

‘Sleep gas?’

 

 

 

How on earth did he put such a function into this thin card?

 

 

 

‘Could Teacher possibly have knowledge of magic too?’

 

‘No way. No matter what…’

 

‘But since it’s Teacher Ziel… you never know.’

 

 

 

Delev took out the Praise Card he had originally received and examined it from all angles as if it was fascinating.

 

Naturally, he had no way of knowing it was thanks to secret drug combinations passed down through generations of assassins.

 

 

 

“This one’s a bit heavy?”

 

“Right. It became like that after adding functions.”

 

 

 

‘He even gives things like this, Teacher Ziel does.’

 

 

 

For Lydia, who had only received guidance from Professor Elcanto, all these situations were just fascinating.

 

 

 

“Teacher, then what function does this Praise Card have?”

 

“I’ll explain from now, student Maris Sopen.”

 

 

 

Ziel took out a new Praise Card from his chest and tore it down the middle.

 

Then he placed the upper half of the torn piece on the ground, and some liquid trickled out from inside.

 

The students wondered what this was.

 

 

 

‘Is that it?’

 

‘What is he… sprinkling on the ground?’

 

 

 

But Delev noticed something strange.

 

 

 

“Huh?”

 

 

 

The liquid flowed unnaturally.

 

Instead of spreading naturally in all directions, it moved toward one specific direction.

 

 

 

“It’s a compass substitute.”

 

“Ah!”

 

“Compasses are standard issue for everyone. But inside the ruins, there’s a high chance compasses won’t work. So I added this function.”

 

 

 

There are many important things in ruins exploration.

 

However, if you had to pick the most important one, it would be direction.

 

Because it’s extremely important in spaces like ruins where you’re enclosed on all sides and similar structures repeat.

 

 

 

“What exactly is this liquid? The magnetic field inside the ruins is so strong that even compasses can’t be used, so how does this liquid accurately point to the north…?”

 

 

 

Celia asked out of curiosity.

 

 

 

“I don’t want to tell you.”

 

“…”

 

 

 

He really didn’t want to tell her.

 

Because it was a secret.

 

 

 

‘What, what’s with him?’

 

 

 

At this unexpected reaction, Lydia was more flustered than Celia, but only for a moment.

 

 

 

“And there’s one more thing.”

 

 

 

Ziel brought over the wooden target he had prepared for class and placed it a little distance away.

 

Then he aimed the card toward it.

 

 

 

“The other half is used like this.”

 

 

 

One half was for ruins exploration preparation.

 

The other half was for—

 

 

 

Flash!

 

 

 

“Ugh!”

 

“Ah!”

 

 

 

Preparing for magical beasts.

 

 

 

“The, the light…”

 

“How?”

 

 

 

The group leaders opened their mouths in surprise.

 

The moment the teacher threw the card and hit the wooden target, intense light and flames burst out.

 

 

 

“Magical beasts generally fear fire and strong light. This function was created based on that idea.”

 

 

 

It was amazing.

 

 

 

“…How did you put something like that into such a thin card?”

 

“Did you make a magical tool?”

 

“How on earth…”

 

 

 

That thin card half could point direction, and the other half could burst with light and flames.

 

Ziel’s answer was simple.

 

 

 

“It cost a lot of money.”

 

“Ah…”

 

“Ahh…”

 

 

 

It really did cost a lot.

 

The crafting method itself was a secret.

 

But crafting required materials.

 

Especially this time, he spent a lot of money on the card material.

 

That’s why he only gave them to the group leaders.

 

But he didn’t regret it.

 

 

 

“Use them when it’s dangerous to protect your bodies.”

 

 

 

Student safety was always the top priority.

 

Since this was practical training conducted with children from noble families, the Academy also managed risk factors.

 

However, Ziel was a legendary assassin who had been called the Specter.

 

He prepared by considering all variables and potential danger factors.

 

Of course, the most perfect preparation was Ziel himself.

 

 

 

“With you here, Teacher, would we even need to use them?”

 

“If I step in, you’ll have nothing to do.”

 

“Ah.”

 

 

 

Much higher tension than the Exchange Tournament!

 

The danger level was much higher since they had to face magical beasts instead of people and explore inside the ruins.

 

 

 

“Fight as if it’s real combat. That’s the way to gain experience and improve your skills.”

 

 

 

Advice based on experience.

 

Ziel had grown into an assassin through training that was no different from real combat.

 

In that process, after surviving countless life-threatening situations, he was reborn as a legendary assassin.

 

In that process, he also saw many people who ultimately failed to become assassins and died.

 

Of course, the students wouldn’t die.

 

 

 

“That’s all. Tomorrow is a rest day. Make sure to inform your group members so they can prepare.”

 

 

 

The time to depart for the field training site was approaching.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Valhapen, the capital of the Valdrain Empire.

 

The Koers Ruins where the field training would take place was a full day’s walk from Valhapen.

 

So a spectacular sight unfolded of students participating in this training walking in a long line.

 

Simply put, it was a march.

 

And among them, there was one formation that stood out the most.

 

It was the First Years.

 

 

 

“What’s with those First Years carrying such huge backpacks?”

 

“Are they going to war or something?”

 

 

 

The Second and Third Year students mocked their juniors as they watched them walk with those enormous backpacks.

 

Their own relatively light backpacks.

 

Even those only contained a bit of food and necessary camping supplies.

 

It was only a 2-night, 3-day trip anyway.

 

They could just get by moderately and come back, so what could there be to prepare so thoroughly?

 

On the other hand.

 

 

 

‘Does Teacher Ziel know something?’

 

 

 

Professor Idel in charge of Fourth Years and Professor Isabella in charge of Fifth Years watched the scene with interest.

 

Fourth and Fifth Years.

 

These two grades, which could be called upperclassmen, conducted their training in much more difficult areas than Third Year and below students.

 

Therefore, they didn’t find it strange that the First Years had so much luggage.

 

Rather…

 

 

 

‘Ah damn, should I have packed more?’

 

‘Teacher Ziel’s preparedness is thorough.’

 

 

 

They were worried that the upperclassmen’s preparedness seemed insufficient.

 

A completely different reaction from the Second and Third Years.

 

There was something else surprising too.

 

 

 

“Come on, let’s keep our spirits up and go!”

 

“Just a little more and we’ll reach the rest point!”

 

 

 

The sight of each group leader encouraging their members as they went, and overall they didn’t look tired either.

 

They had been walking for half a day already, but their physical fitness levels were considerable.

 

And right beside them, Ziel walking with the same backpack as the students.

 

The First Years’ participation itself was an exceptional occurrence.

 

Even considering that, the First Years’ appearance was groundbreaking in many ways!

 

Meanwhile.

 

 

 

“I guess it’s because they don’t know magic, they’re really pathetic. Tsk tsk.”

 

“Seeing them carry all that stuff, they must not have brains. They’re just thinking of making up for it with their bodies…”

 

 

 

Not far away, Arcane School students were walking in formation in the same manner.

 

The professors looked at the Sword School procession and mocked them thoroughly.

 

This was because Arcane School was using a truly different method.

 

 

 

“No problems with the golem. It seems we can continue as is.”

 

“Good. Make sure to supply mana periodically as we go. Those ignorant fools should be looking this way.”

 

 

 

Thud thud thud!

 

 

 

A massive cart.

 

Luggage piled high on top of it.

 

What was pulling it was none other than not a person, but a golem.

 

The very same golem that was used in the first match of the exchange competition with Sword School!

 

It showed excellent efficiency in simple tasks, handling the physical labor for Arcane School.

 

Of course, it was excessively expensive to use for simple physical labor.

 

In fact, the golem used in the exchange competition was also borrowed from Sword School after paying an enormous sum.

 

But from Arcane School’s perspective, they could use such golems as much as they wanted.

 

Thanks to this, instead of Sword School students walking while sweating, Arcane School students were walking very comfortably without any luggage.

 

 

 

“Hey hey, it’s getting hot here again. Cast some new magic.”

 

“Yes, senior!”

 

“Hurry up and cast it. You’re a Third Year and that’s all you can do?”

 

“I’m sorry! I’ll cast it right away!”

 

 

 

Students selected from each grade were even using magic to cool the air.

 

In this situation, from Arcane School’s perspective, Sword School looked quite primitive.

 

 

 

‘Ignorant fools. Do they call that kind of thing training?’

 

 

 

Professor Titus, in charge of Arcane School’s Third Years, wore a sardonic smile.

 

He had been finding them irritating lately anyway.

 

Especially that guy named Ziel Steelheart who was in charge of those First Years.

 

 

 

‘It was because of that bastard.’

 

 

 

The Personnel Director who had been backing him was dismissed.

 

Fortunately, they cut off the tail and managed to cover it up adequately, but he almost got dragged into it too.

 

He might not care about others, but he felt like he needed to give that guy a taste of his own medicine…

 

Professor Titus gestured to call someone over.

 

The First Year instructor.

 

It was Professor Emeric.

 

 

 

“Professor Emeric.”

 

“Yes, Professor Titus.”

 

“You remember what I said, right? It’s right next to our area, so let’s do this without any mistakes.”

 

“Of course.”

 

 

 

Professor Emeric wore a sinister smile.

 

 

 

‘Consider it the price of having a foolish teacher, First Years. Hehe.’

 

 

 

A conspiracy brewing!

 

 

 

“Well, I hear Sword School has been getting some attention lately, but they’re still just ignorant sword-wielders, aren’t they? How dare a mere Liberal Arts Instructor….”

 

“Exactly. I hope our Professor Emeric will teach that ignorant sword-wielder a good lesson.”

 

 

 

Titus clicked his tongue disapprovingly.

 

 

 

“I wonder if he even knows what First-Tier Magic is. Tsk tsk.”

 

“He probably doesn’t even know what magic is.”

 

“Oh my! Professor Emeric! How can you say such things!”

 

 

 

Emeric flinched at Titus’s restraint.

 

 

 

‘Why are you making a fuss when you were badmouthing him too?’

 

 

 

“Ah, was saying he doesn’t know magic going too far…?”

 

 

 

Emeric quickly backed down.

 

But Titus grinned and patted his shoulder.

 

 

 

“Before knowing what magic is, he probably doesn’t even know what mana is, right? He’s just a Liberal Arts Instructor after all.”

 

“Ah! That’s right. A Liberal Arts Instructor! Hahaha!”

 

 

 

The two Arcane School professors giggled together.

 

But there was one fact they didn’t know.

 

Among the people assassinated by the Specter’s hand….

 

There were several mages.

 

And among them was a very famous mage.

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