On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 86

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The Organization Collapsed on My First Day of Infiltration Episode 086

 

 

 

 

 

Final Evaluation (1)

 

 

 

 

 

Final evaluation!

 

An event that makes all Academy students tremble!

 

Actually, it couldn’t be called an event.

 

It was an ordeal.

 

 

 

“What’s wrong, Ann? Couldn’t sleep?”

 

“Uh… I slept for 2 hours…”

 

“Hahaha! Should this Quantus crack your neck once? Your eyes will snap wide open!”

 

“She’s sensitive, so don’t mess with her. She’s irritated.”

 

 

 

First Years gathered in the auditorium!

 

Unlike practicals, final evaluations were conducted for each individual class, so there were 40 students total.

 

In other words, these were the students who had been taking Ziel’s classes from the very beginning.

 

 

 

“Hey, Delev. Did you practice hard with that stolen swordsmanship?”

 

“I’ve probably made it mine by now, right?”

 

“You really… do you want to die?”

 

“Yeah. I’m going to live longer than you.”

 

 

 

Delev and Celia arguing with less energy than usual.

 

They looked quite tired.

 

 

 

“Everyone looks like they trained to death yesterday before sleeping.”

 

“Karen, didn’t you do the same?”

 

“Teacher said so, didn’t he? That rest is important too. So I just slept well. What, would one more day of training make my skills shoot up?”

 

 

 

Karen was a realist.

 

Being poor, she couldn’t afford to have romance or expectations.

 

So she made the most rational choice.

 

 

 

“I couldn’t sleep a wink…”

 

“So you’re going to take the evaluation today like that?”

 

“It’ll work out somehow, won’t it?”

 

 

 

There weren’t many students who slept well like Karen.

 

 

 

“Should we do some light training before the evaluation?”

 

“I want to join too.”

 

 

 

So they either trained to chase away drowsiness.

 

 

 

“Did you hear? Professor Idel from the fourth years apparently screamed like crazy.”

 

“What’s that about? Where?”

 

“A senior said so. He got really angry and started yelling…”

 

“Why would that professor do that?”

 

“How would I know? Well, from what I heard, he was talking about money…”

 

 

 

Or chatted about rumors they heard.

 

 

 

“But do you know how the final evaluation works?”

 

“I don’t know. It’s our first time and Teacher’s first time too.”

 

“So there’s no precedent.”

 

“Hey, but didn’t we clean everything up after coming back from practicals? There’s stuff piled up in the auditorium.”

 

“Looks like trap devices.”

 

 

 

Meanwhile, Ziel finally entered the auditorium.

 

 

 

“I see 26 students who look tired.”

 

“Teacher, we couldn’t sleep a wink.”

 

“Why didn’t you sleep, Student Ann Peshwa?”

 

“Because it’s the final evaluation…”

 

“I’ve said this 5 times before. The most important thing in training is rest, Student Ann Peshwa.”

 

 

 

But the final evaluation had arrived.

 

Not sleeping was their individual circumstance.

 

 

 

“Let’s begin the final evaluation.”

 

 

 

The final evaluation finally began.

 

 

 

“The evaluation will proceed fairly and by the book. You just need to utilize everything you’ve learned so far.”

 

 

 

Could it be sparring between students?

 

Or maybe an unimaginable method, typical of Teacher Ziel?

 

On one hand, they were also full of confidence.

 

The Exchange Tournament.

 

Practicals.

 

Having gone through these two events, they had achieved tremendous growth over the past semester.

 

Physical strength and reflexes that had improved to a surprising degree even to themselves.

 

Some students like Delev had even greatly developed their own swordsmanship based on this foundation!

 

 

 

‘Whatever it is, I don’t care. Bring it on!’

 

‘It’s incomparable to the beginning of the semester. Of course.’

 

 

 

“Everyone pick up a practice sword.”

 

 

 

Students immediately came to get their practice swords.

 

And then words like a bolt from the blue fell from Ziel’s mouth.

 

 

 

“The final evaluation is simple. From now on, all 40 of you will spar with me.”

 

“What?”

 

“Excuse me?”

 

 

 

Students expressing surprise.

 

They had tried facing Ziel all at once before.

 

To be precise, there was a time when 40 people gathered together for reflex training.

 

Back then, it was just dodging Ziel’s attacks and counterattacking while staying in place.

 

This time was the opposite.

 

 

 

“Show me everything you’ve learned. That’s how you’ll get a good evaluation.”

 

 

 

Tension began to fill the auditorium.

 

 

 

Shing.

 

 

 

Ziel also drew his sword.

 

A practice sword.

 

But to the students’ eyes, it looked like an incredibly sharp blade.

 

Because they had witnessed Ziel’s overwhelming force when facing the Ruinbark!

 

 

 

‘Is he using a Mana Sword?’

 

‘No way.’

 

 

 

Amid the complex thoughts, Ziel declared.

 

 

 

“The final evaluation begins.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

The students were rolling around.

 

 

 

“Urgh!”

 

“Ahhh!”

 

“Gah!”

 

 

 

Along with screams of all kinds.

 

About 30 minutes after the final evaluation began.

 

Ziel hadn’t allowed a single attack to land.

 

He dodged almost everything.

 

When something seemed like it would hit, he deflected it.

 

Then he knocked the students down with counterattacks.

 

 

 

“Damn it! Everyone group up!”

 

 

 

A new strategy unfolded, centered around the students who had been group leaders during practice.

 

They realized that attacking individually was just giving him openings.

 

 

 

“Attack all at once! Remember when we faced the Stone Crook!”

 

 

 

Delev took the lead.

 

He was one of the few students who had managed to barely dodge Ziel’s attacks and successfully counterattack!

 

 

 

Clang!

 

 

 

While Delev blocked Ziel’s attack, the students surrounded him.

 

The experience gained from practice was carrying over in that moment!

 

 

 

“Hah!”

 

“Attack!”

 

 

 

Five swords flew toward Ziel simultaneously.

 

However, Ziel—

 

 

 

Whoosh.

 

 

 

He ducked down to dodge, then swept the students’ legs with his sword.

 

 

 

“Urk!”

 

“Ahhh!”

 

 

 

Though it wasn’t a sharpened blade, it had sufficient striking power.

 

All five students fell simultaneously, screaming.

 

It was an absurd sight.

 

 

 

‘They didn’t even thrust at the same height, yet he dodged them all?’

 

 

 

The way he ducked at the perfect height to avoid them!

 

As expected of Teacher Ziel.

 

Respect surged as much as disbelief.

 

But there was no time to be dazed.

 

 

 

Clang!

 

 

 

The tip of Ziel’s sword turned toward Delev—

 

 

 

“Stay focused, student Delev Kundel.”

 

“I was focused… urk!”

 

 

 

Delev was struck in the chest and sent flying.

 

 

 

“Ughhhh.”

 

 

 

He really was strong.

 

Incredibly strong.

 

He thought he had somewhat caught up during reflex training, but that was a miscalculation.

 

 

 

“We’ll handle this.”

 

 

 

Celia’s group attacked next.

 

Before they knew it, the other students had naturally formed groups as well.

 

But successfully attacking Ziel still seemed far off.

 

 

 

“Argh!”

 

 

 

Celia was also sent flying.

 

She took a hit to the shoulder from Ziel’s merciless counterattack.

 

A sharp pain washed over her, but it wasn’t enough to keep her down.

 

Celia suddenly realized something.

 

 

 

‘Bodyguard knight? Rather than a bodyguard knight, he should be a knight commander!’

 

 

 

How ridiculous her idea of proposing him as a bodyguard knight had been!

 

 

 

‘This changes everything.’

 

 

 

A different proposal came to mind instead of bodyguard knight.

 

 

 

“Phew, it’s our turn.”

 

 

 

This time it was Yurio who stepped forward.

 

Including Karen and the other students, there were six in total.

 

Yurio was a bit different.

 

 

 

‘He said to show everything we’ve learned.’

 

 

 

Don’t be picky about means and methods.

 

Perhaps that’s what he meant.

 

 

 

‘A frontal assault won’t work.’

 

 

 

Among the methods Teacher Ziel had taught them, many weren’t frontal assaults.

 

In that case…

 

Yurio’s gaze moved quickly before settling on a particular spot in the auditorium.

 

 

 

“Everyone listen carefully. Karen, Yon. You two draw the teacher’s attention. Keep his focus on you as much as possible.”

 

“Huh? Then what about the rest?”

 

“We have something to do. Kalik, come with me. When I give the signal, run immediately.”

 

“Got it.”

 

 

 

Unlike at the beginning of the semester, Yurio had gained recognition from other students with his remarkable skills shown in the Exchange Tournament.

 

 

 

“The other two wait behind Karen and Yon, and if those two seem to be getting pushed back, join in. Keep Teacher Ziel’s attention as much as possible.”

 

 

 

The instructions were clear, and everyone nodded immediately.

 

 

 

“Now!”

 

 

 

At Yurio’s signal, the students moved.

 

Ziel watched with an interested gaze.

 

 

 

‘They’re up to something.’

 

 

 

About 30 minutes.

 

During that time, the students had just been charging at him.

 

They had also attacked in groups, but that was a natural phenomenon.

 

Yurio was the first to break the mold and move differently.

 

 

 

“What? Where are Yurio and Kalik going?”

 

“Looks like they’re trying something?”

 

 

 

In fact, last night, Ziel had stopped by the auditorium beforehand and placed various devices including traps here and there.

 

The single goal he had set for today’s final evaluation.

 

It wasn’t to defeat him, nor to demonstrate special swordsmanship.

 

It was to use everything they had learned.

 

It was the goal most fitting for the purpose of the final evaluation.

 

The students were certainly using what they had learned.

 

However, they weren’t using everything.

 

Then Yurio became the first student to break the mold and step forward.

 

 

 

“Kalik! Grab this!”

 

“Got it!”

 

 

 

Yurio gathered traps with Kalik and quickly set them up behind Ziel.

 

Then he rejoined the front and—

 

 

 

“Push forward!”

 

 

 

He tried to guide Ziel by pushing him toward the traps.

 

 

 

‘The best method.’

 

 

 

The auditorium wasn’t a forest.

 

The ground wasn’t dirt either, and there was nowhere to disguise traps.

 

So Yurio openly set up traps behind Ziel and then pushed him in that direction.

 

Of course, there was no way Ziel wouldn’t know this or would allow it.

 

More precisely, the traps were fine, but the cooperation was clumsy.

 

 

 

“Ugh!”

 

“Grr!”

 

 

 

The attacks weren’t organically connected, and even Yurio was sent flying.

 

The attempt was good.

 

However, the attack ended before they could even see the effect of the traps!

 

At this point, the students were starting to get anxious.

 

 

 

’20 minutes left.’

 

 

 

Only 20 minutes remaining!

 

So far, Ziel hadn’t allowed any attacks and hadn’t fallen for any tricks.

 

So Delev even pulled out a Praise Card he had received earlier but hadn’t used.

 

 

 

‘It would have been nice to have one more Praise Card like the one I used against the Stone Crook.’

 

 

 

If it’s a powerful spark and flash…

 

But there’s nothing like that right now.

 

So I have no choice but to trust this.

 

 

 

‘He said it was sleep gas.’

 

 

 

“Celia, help me out.”

 

 

 

Delev even went so far as to ask Celia for help.

 

 

 

“Why are you looking for me, great Eldest Son of Kundel?”

 

“Ah, don’t be like that and cooperate a little. Are you going to waste time like this? It’s the final evaluation, the final evaluation.”

 

 

 

Celia, who had been acting stubborn, soon nodded.

 

 

 

“…Well, do you have a plan?”

 

“I need your Swift Swordsmanship.”

 

“My Swift Swordsmanship?”

 

“Right now, the only swordsmanship here that has the speed to hold Teacher Ziel for even a few seconds is your Swift Swordsmanship.”

 

 

 

Thump!

 

 

 

Celia quickly turned her head at the sudden praise.

 

 

 

“Hmph, hmph. It’s not that fast. Of course, my Swift Swordsmanship is…”

 

“I know. But it’s still fast, isn’t it? Among us.”

 

“…Damn it.”

 

 

 

What kind of praise is that.

 

 

 

“Anyway, I’ll look for an opening from behind, so attack together with me. Ann, Maris. How about it?”

 

“Good.”

 

 

 

The four Team Leaders from the last practical, excluding Lydia, stepped forward.

 

 

 

“Hmm, I’ll lend my strength too!”

 

 

 

Quantus, who wasn’t called, also stepped forward.

 

Delev was about to say something but changed his mind after looking at Quantus’s build.

 

 

 

“Ann, I have a favor to ask.”

 

“Leave it to me. Hey, Leader!”

 

“Oh! Are you calling me, Ann!”

 

“Press Teacher Ziel with strength from the front. You know what I mean, right?”

 

“I understand perfectly.”

 

 

 

Maybe if it weren’t for those words, it would be difficult to understand perfectly.

 

Anyway, with five people gathered, the Team Leaders and Quantus rushed in simultaneously.

 

 

 

“Hyaaaah!”

 

 

 

Quantus charged first with a battle cry, followed by Ann.

 

 

 

‘Swift Swordsmanship.’

 

 

 

Celia watched for an opening behind those two while gauging the distance.

 

Teacher Ziel is strong.

 

Strong enough to counter her Swift Swordsmanship with just a single gesture, no matter how fast it unfolds!

 

So timing.

 

That’s the most important thing.

 

 

 

“Urgh!”

 

 

 

Quantus was sent flying with a sound as loud as his build, and then when Ann was being pushed back.

 

 

 

‘Now!’

 

 

 

Celia kicked off the ground and leaped in, unleashing Rihart-style Swift Swordsmanship.

 

From 1st Form to 5th Form.

 

A total of 50 movements.

 

Every member of Rihart, after completing training up to the 5th Form, begins training to connect all movements from 1st Form to 5th Form.

 

In other words—

 

Practicing the Secret Technique of unleashing a total of 50 attacks in an instant.

 

Celia, too, befitting her reputation as Rihart’s greatest talent, had mastered this Secret Technique almost perfectly.

 

 

 

‘Almost, perfectly.’

 

 

 

Conversely, it wasn’t perfect.

 

Even so, right now, she had to do it.

 

 

 

‘Here I go, Teacher.’

 

 

 

Celia unleashed the Secret Technique as is.

 

An incredible display of Swift Swordsmanship unfolding from Celia’s hands!

 

 

 

“Ooh!”

 

“I can’t see the sword!”

 

 

 

Her mana-enhanced body repeatedly relaxed and contracted to the extreme as the silver blade mercilessly attacked Ziel.

 

 

 

‘This is different from before.’

 

 

 

It was Ziel’s first time seeing Celia’s attack like this.

 

Naturally, because it was the first time she was unleashing it in front of other Friends or teachers.

 

 

 

’20 times, 25 times!’

 

 

 

In the blink of an eye, Celia’s attack passed the 20th movement and entered the 25th movement.

 

The critical point comes at the 37th.

 

A total of 50 movements.

 

The connection was possible, but there was a moment of hesitation at the 37th move.

 

And at that crucial 37th move.

 

 

 

‘Ah.’

 

 

 

Clang!

 

 

 

Celia ended up dropping her sword to Ziel’s attack that precisely exploited that opening.

 

Was it coincidental timing, or did the teacher also see that gap?

 

But she didn’t feel as disappointed as usual.

 

 

 

Whoosh!

 

 

 

Behind Ziel.

 

She could see a Praise Card flying through the air, cutting through the void.

 

 

 

‘Got it!’

 

 

 

Delev cheered.

 

Sleep gas!

 

If only that hits, even Teacher Ziel would…

 

 

 

Pop!

 

 

 

However, the Praise Card burst pathetically in mid-air.

 

 

 

Hiss.

 

 

 

A little sleep gas seemed to leak out, then went quiet.

 

 

 

“…Ah.”

 

 

 

We’re screwed.

 

 

 

“Student Delev Kundel. You gripped it too tightly when throwing.”

 

“There was no such warning!”

 

“I told you. It bursts with a little shock.”

 

 

 

I think I might have heard that?

 

 

 

“Even so…”

 

“Of course, that’s not why it burst.”

 

 

 

Ziel showed them a very small needle.

 

 

 

“It was because of this.”

 

“…”

 

 

 

He threw that and hit the flying Praise Card precisely?

 

 

 

“This is cheating…”

 

 

 

Delev muttered in dismay.

 

Ziel looked in turn at Celia who was stuck at the 37th move, the other students who had fallen back, and Delev who was hesitating mid-charge, then asked.

 

 

 

“Are you all done?”

 

 

 

Swoosh.

 

 

 

Ziel swung his sword once through the air.

 

It was terrifying.

 

 

 

‘The final evaluation is ruined.’

 

 

 

The students despaired.

 

But Ziel was actually satisfied inside.

 

 

 

‘This much is not bad for everyone.’

 

 

 

Along with a thought that would have made the students tilt their heads if they had heard it.

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