On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 87

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The Organization Collapsed on My First Day of Infiltration Episode 087

 

 

 

 

 

Final Evaluation (2)

 

 

 

 

 

Ziel knew.

 

That even if all 100 first years combined, not just the 40 he taught, attacked him simultaneously, they couldn’t win.

 

So he set his final evaluation criteria differently.

 

 

 

“Teacher Ziel, are you really going with these criteria?”

 

“Yes, Department Head.”

 

“Hmm, other professors usually give specific assignments or tests for students to complete…”

 

 

 

The day before the final evaluation.

 

Ziel met with Berhal to finalize the final evaluation topic.

 

 

 

‘Too simple. Sparring with all the students?’

 

 

 

At least among the remaining 4 professors, no one had adopted this method.

 

And-

 

 

 

‘There’s never been a topic like this before.’

 

 

 

Ziel was the first.

 

Because it didn’t make sense in the first place.

 

No matter how much of a professor he was, and even though being at least a Grand Knight level who uses mana swords was basic, being outnumbered was a fundamental truth of combat!

 

If things went wrong, he might even lose to the students in sparring.

 

For a professor, there would be no greater humiliation.

 

Sparring with everyone would be exhausting and he might even lose the match…

 

 

 

“Please reconsider, Teacher Ziel.”

 

“It’s the most efficient method.”

 

“Before efficiency, there’s the matter of physical strength…”

 

“I’d have no problem sparring with even 200 people.”

 

“…”

 

 

 

Right.

 

Teacher Ziel was this kind of person.

 

Always giving different answers from others and then showing results to back them up.

 

 

 

‘Maybe this time too…’

 

 

 

But Berhal was soon shocked.

 

 

 

“This isn’t sparring with them one by one… you’re sparring with everyone together?!”

 

 

 

Berhal gasped in astonishment.

 

Ziel nodded calmly.

 

 

 

“Yes. That’s correct.”

 

“But how… you’re facing everyone simultaneously?”

 

“That’s efficient.”

 

“No, this goes beyond efficiency…”

 

 

 

Isn’t this too extreme?

 

 

 

“If I face all 40 individually, the final evaluation would have to run for two full days. That’s inefficient. The students would get tired and lose focus too.”

 

 

 

Ziel’s tone, always full of certainty.

 

But strangely, he couldn’t refute that confident tone.

 

Partly because it wasn’t wrong…

 

 

 

‘Maybe Teacher Ziel could actually do it.’

 

 

 

Because of what Ziel had shown so far.

 

 

 

‘Could I do it?’

 

 

 

The opponents are first years.

 

Facing all 40 of them?

 

Berhal could do it.

 

Since he’s a former Imperial Knight.

 

He could swing his mana sword a few times to make them lose their fighting spirit, or suppress them with experience.

 

In fact, he could achieve an easy victory without a single scratch.

 

But Ziel?

 

 

 

“Will you at least use a mana sword?”

 

“It doesn’t match the students’ level.”

 

“…”

 

 

 

Then how exactly was he planning to face 40 people simultaneously?

 

 

 

“This is the best method, Department Head. I can evaluate the students’ cooperation, situational response, quick thinking, and all other items written in the report.”

 

 

 

Berhal stamped his seal as if mesmerized.

 

While doing so, he suddenly realized that this proposal was also incredibly thick.

 

 

 

“Teacher Ziel, I think we’ll need to assign you a teaching assistant starting next semester.”

 

“You mean a teaching assistant?”

 

“Yes. Your workload will probably increase even more… Honestly, I’m curious how you manage even now, but I think you need one for your own sake.”

 

 

 

There was no reason to refuse when they were offering to assign one.

 

 

 

“Understood. Who will the teaching assistant be?”

 

“We’ll have to consider it. Usually we ask one of the upper classmen and proceed from there, but sometimes we bring someone from outside.”

 

“Yes, understood.”

 

 

 

And back to the present.

 

The day of the final evaluation.

 

 

 

“Surround him from behind!”

 

“Don’t aim for surprise attacks, just watch for timing and go straight in!”

 

“Using our heads won’t work! Let’s just do it like in our classes!”

 

 

 

With 10 minutes remaining now.

 

Berhal couldn’t take his eyes off the exam even once from the start of the evaluation until now.

 

 

 

‘Amazing.’

 

 

 

Ziel’s movements are extremely efficient.

 

There’s absolutely no wasted motion.

 

Rather than facing them one by one, he’s facing multiple opponents simultaneously, dodging attacks all at once with a single step.

 

Even now it’s the same.

 

 

 

“How did you dodge that, Teacher!”

 

“When you attack the upper body while keeping your eyes on the lower body, anyone would naturally become suspicious, Student Celia Rihart.”

 

 

 

The movements themselves are different from knights.

 

Knights focus more on defense rather than evasion.

 

Most knights in the Empire would be like that.

 

They wear heavy armor, carry shields on their backs, and sometimes use attacks that impact with weight.

 

But Ziel’s appearance is as if…

 

 

 

‘He’s dodging as if he’d die if he allowed even a single attack.’

 

 

 

His evasion movements are focused on avoiding opponents’ attacks as much as possible, and deflecting them when necessary.

 

It’s different from knights.

 

Only then did the students’ movements catch his eye.

 

 

 

‘So that’s why the students fight like that.’

 

 

 

The first years who received Ziel’s teachings were definitely different.

 

They dodge what should be dodged and don’t clash with their bodies.

 

He’d heard that recently there’s been a trend among young knights to research new defensive movements.

 

Rather than crudely blocking with their bodies and pushing through with fighting spirit like in the past, they use more efficient methods!

 

As always, older knights click their tongues at such trends, but Berhal’s thoughts were different.

 

 

 

‘It’s definitely necessary. The injuries have been too severe until now.’

 

 

 

Blocking attacks with the body carries risks.

 

Berhal also agreed with the opinion that it’s better to reduce the weight of armor, lighten the body, and then dodge.

 

But to think he’d discover this trend here.

 

 

 

‘He’s reading the times. How trendy.’

 

 

 

Ziel suddenly became a trendy teacher.

 

 

 

‘I should have recognized it from when he made the textbook himself – what tremendous academic passion.’

 

 

 

The textbook Ziel created is already planned to go through the Professor Council, have its content supplemented, and be distributed in earnest from next semester.

 

 

 

“Amazing, truly amazing.”

 

 

 

Do the students know?

 

The fact that their current level facing Ziel is different from other first years until now.

 

 

 

‘Should I try again? No, I was blocked at the 37th move earlier too.’

 

 

 

In the midst of this, Celia gritted her teeth.

 

She was gradually getting out of breath and her breathing became rapid.

 

She probably charged at him dozens of times, but Ziel still didn’t allow any attacks.

 

A secret technique that had already failed.

 

But she couldn’t think of any other method.

 

 

 

“Delev, cooperate with me.”

 

 

 

This time Celia grabbed Delev.

 

 

 

“Let me use my secret technique just one more time. And you’re dead if you peek.”

 

“What are you talking about. I’ll block the teacher’s view from the front, so attack on your own.”

 

 

 

Delev added one more thing.

 

 

 

“Make sure you succeed this time.”

 

 

 

Celia hesitated.

 

Then she nodded as if to show him.

 

 

 

“Of course. And once I succeed, you won’t even dare to try copying it, right?”

 

“Oh, is that so?”

 

 

 

Delev snickered and rushed toward Ziel.

 

At that moment, Ziel also turned his gaze to the two.

 

The strongest two among the students he was teaching.

 

At this moment, even Ziel concentrated a bit more.

 

 

 

‘Here they come. A tactic where one blocks the view and the other attacks from behind?’

 

 

 

It was accurate.

 

Ziel recalled the swift 50 Consecutive Movements that Celia had displayed earlier.

 

If successful, it would definitely be a threatening attack technique.

 

 

 

“Here I come, Teacher!”

 

 

 

Delev deliberately shouted loudly as he charged.

 

The heavy impact of Heavy Sword Technique was transmitted through the sword.

 

Ziel blocked once, then deflected and dodged all subsequent attacks.

 

 

 

“This is really crazy, it doesn’t make sense.”

 

“Even though it looks slow, how does he dodge it so easily like that….”

 

 

 

Whoosh, whiing!

 

 

 

Delev’s sword relentlessly cut through empty air.

 

But Delev calmly deployed his Heavy Sword Technique.

 

 

 

‘Hurry up, Celia!’

 

 

 

Celia’s movement as she circled back.

 

And finally-

 

 

 

Clang!

 

 

 

Starting with Celia’s First Strike, the Secret Technique unfolded once again.

 

 

 

’20 strikes, 30 strikes…! Almost there…!’

 

 

 

Celia’s swordsmanship instantly surpassed 20, then 30 strikes, approaching the critical 37th strike.

 

Rihart-style Swift Swordsmanship, standing in complete opposition to Delev’s swordsmanship.

 

 

 

‘I need to overcome this to become a true member of Rihart.’

 

 

 

The condition for being recognized as a ‘swordsman’ in Rihart was precisely this first Secret Technique.

 

Only by succeeding in this could one finally take the first step as a swordsman.

 

Celia was on the faster side.

 

Her brothers had started learning this Secret Technique 2 years later than Celia and mastered it.

 

However, Celia didn’t mind.

 

She wanted to prove why she was called the greatest talent.

 

 

 

‘Now!’

 

 

 

Just before the 37th strike where she was always blocked.

 

As Celia’s concentration reached its peak, Ziel’s sharp gaze swept over Celia’s movements.

 

 

 

‘Her left arm muscles are stiff.’

 

 

 

The muscles that repeatedly contracted and relaxed extremely through the 36th movement, then stiffened at the 37th.

 

That was precisely the biggest reason why Celia couldn’t surpass the 37th movement.

 

After a moment of consideration, Ziel reached a conclusion.

 

 

 

‘It’s my duty to guide students to greater heights.’

 

 

 

The method was simple.

 

He took out a needle from his chest, infused it with mana, then-

 

 

 

Whoosh.

 

 

 

Threw it at a speed invisible to the eye.

 

It struck the center of the contracted muscle with a grazing hit.

 

 

 

Thunk.

 

 

 

‘What?’

 

 

 

In that instant, as Celia was about to execute the 37th movement, she felt her left arm suddenly become lighter.

 

Then her hesitation disappeared.

 

And with that-

 

 

 

‘I did it!’

 

 

 

In her joy, Celia finally surpassed the 37th strike, reaching the 40th, 45th, and then the 50th movement.

 

 

 

Clang!

 

 

 

The final attack was countered by Ziel blocking it.

 

 

 

“Well done, Celia Rihart.”

 

 

 

Sob!

 

 

 

Tears welling up from excitement and emotion.

 

She finally did it.

 

The Secret Technique!

 

She had finally succeeded for the first time in the Secret Technique she had been working on all semester!

 

 

 

“Teacher….”

 

“From now on, focus on your left arm muscles. It would be better to build more strength in your left arm if possible.”

 

 

 

Ah.

 

Celia realized.

 

 

 

‘Teacher knew everything.’

 

 

 

Even facts that she herself didn’t know.

 

He had instantly understood why she couldn’t get past the 37th strike.

 

 

 

‘Did Teacher help me then?’

 

 

 

She wanted to ask, but right then an intruder interrupted.

 

 

 

“Now’s my chance! Uhahahaha!”

 

 

 

It was Quantus.

 

 

 

“Ugh!”

 

 

 

More precisely, it was Quantus getting knocked down a second later.

 

 

 

“Quantus Hopel. This isn’t an Arena. When attacking an opponent, approach as quietly as possible.”

 

“Kheueok.”

 

 

 

Following that, Ann, Maris, Yurio, and the other students all rushed in simultaneously, and Celia ended up missing her chance to ask.

 

 

 

‘Well, whatever. I’ll ask later.’

 

 

 

Meanwhile, all the students who rushed in failed their attacks and had to roll on the ground once again.

 

 

 

“He’s a monster, a monster.”

 

“If we had faced a Ruinbark instead of Teacher Ziel, we might have at least inflicted some wounds.”

 

“If we classify the teacher as a magical beast, what grade would he be?”

 

“What are you asking? Definitely the highest grade.”

 

 

 

It felt like facing a high-grade magical beast Ruinbark would be better!

 

Until now, he hadn’t disturbed his breathing even once, didn’t seem to have broken a sweat, and showed no change in expression.

 

 

 

“Student Maris Sopen. Your leaping timing was a bit late. If you had entered a little earlier, you could have aimed for my shoulder.”

 

“Student Ann Peshwa. Caution is good, but you missed an opportunity due to excessive caution. Be more bold next time.”

 

 

 

And he even provided feedback in the middle of evaluations.

 

Was he really human?

 

 

 

“It seems like we’ve failed the final evaluation.”

 

 

 

Karen’s muttering.

 

No matter how you looked at it, the final evaluation seemed to be going wrong.

 

 

 

“Right, Yurio?”

 

“Hmm…”

 

“Do you happen to have a way to attack?”

 

“No, that’s not it. We’ll definitely never succeed.”

 

 

 

Yurio made a quite reasonable guess.

 

 

 

“You allowed attacks against Delev before, didn’t you?”

 

“Right?”

 

“I think he was going easy on us. Teacher Ziel is faster than back then.”

 

“…”

 

 

 

That was quite a hopeful statement.

 

 

 

“But you know, Karen. Isn’t this a bit strange?”

 

“What is.”

 

“The teacher must know too. That if we continue like this, we’ll all end without succeeding in a single attack.”

 

“That’s… true?”

 

“Then maybe the evaluation criteria are somewhere else.”

 

 

 

Yurio was the first among the students to utilize ‘other methods’ using traps.

 

 

 

“We have 3 minutes left, so let’s try this.”

 

 

 

Yurio whispered to Karen, and Karen nodded with an uncertain expression.

 

 

 

“Will it really work?”

 

“He told us to use everything we learned. I picked up something when I went to get traps earlier.”

 

 

 

What Yurio pulled out was a dagger.

 

 

 

“Let’s use this.”

 

 

 

It was Hidden Blade Throwing, which they had learned in preparation for practical training.

 

 

 

“I’ll throw it, so jump in with the others.”

 

 

 

Actually, they couldn’t expect much effect.

 

But with only 3 minutes left, they had to do something.

 

 

 

‘Pour out everything we’ve learned.’

 

 

 

They had learned a lot.

 

However, there were only a few things they could do now.

 

 

 

‘They’re coming again.’

 

 

 

Ziel looked at Yurio with an interested gaze.

 

The dagger hidden in his chest, but clearly visible.

 

 

 

“Here we go!”

 

 

 

The other students rushed in first, and Yurio circled around them.

 

And when the other students rushed in and Ziel was dodging their swords—

 

 

 

Swish!

 

 

 

Two daggers flew in succession.

 

At that moment, Ziel fell into ‘contemplation’ for the first time in this final evaluation.

 

In other words.

 

It was a sharp enough attack to make him contemplate.

 

 

 

‘Excellent.’

 

 

 

Appropriate timing.

 

Appropriate speed.

 

It was perfect.

 

However—

 

 

 

Clang!

 

 

 

The throwing posture was wrong.

 

 

 

“….”

 

 

 

To deflect it so simply like that.

 

Yurio lost his words in the midst of his bewilderment.

 

 

 

“Final evaluation ends.”

 

 

 

And the final evaluation came to an end.

 

The students sighed with disappointment.

 

The final evaluation.

 

From the students’ perspective, it was an evaluation that had failed spectacularly.

 

They had done a lot, but there were no results.

 

They should have succeeded with at least one attack.

 

 

 

‘We worked so hard, but how did he dodge everything….’

 

‘Wasn’t he going easy on us during the Ruinbark fight too?’

 

‘The evaluation failed… What about our grades.’

 

 

 

It was then, filled with disappointment.

 

 

 

“Everyone gets A or above. That’s all.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“All 40 of you, A or above.”

 

 

 

The students were stunned by Ziel’s words.

 

 

 

“Six of you get A-plus.”

 

 

 

What.

 

Does the teacher have the grading system backwards?

 

 

 

“Don’t tell me you mistook D for A?”

 

“No, student Karen Aswan. Grades range from A-plus to F. Among those, all of you are A or above.”

 

 

 

Only then did the students begin to rejoice one by one.

 

However, they couldn’t understand why.

 

They hadn’t succeeded with a single attack, and Teacher Ziel showed no signs of fatigue….

 

Everyone gets A or above?

 

 

 

“But we didn’t succeed in attacking you, Teacher?”

 

 

 

Ziel shook his head at Karen’s question.

 

 

 

“It’s fine to set high goals. But I’ve never taught you to set impossible goals.”

 

“Ah….”

 

“I’ve never presented impossible goals in my classes to begin with.”

 

 

 

He conducted the evaluation under the premise that succeeding in an attack was impossible from the start!

 

 

 

“…Damn, can’t argue with that.”

 

 

 

Celia grumbled.

 

 

 

“Impossible….”

 

 

 

Following that, Delev vowed to definitely break the word “impossible.”

 

 

 

“S-someday we’ll be able to do it, right Teacher?”

 

 

 

And Yurio’s expectations were mercilessly crushed!

 

 

 

“You could do it if I go easy on you.”

 

“Ah.”

 

“But it’s impossible if I don’t go easy.”

 

 

 

Unwavering firmness with no room for doubt!

 

Ziel spoke only facts.

 

But there weren’t any students who felt despair or disappointment.

 

 

 

‘Everyone got A or above on the final evaluation!’

 

‘Amazing. Our grades will turn out well.’

 

 

 

“Report cards containing detailed scores for each class will be sent to each family home. Please refer to them.”

 

 

 

Ziel asked.

 

 

 

“That’s all. Any questions before we wrap up class?”

 

 

 

Then Celia raised her hand high.

 

 

 

“It’s vacation, so what will you be doing, Teacher!”

 

“I don’t want to say.”

 

 

 

However, Celia no longer backed down.

 

 

 

“Please tell us just one thing you’ll be doing, just one!”

 

 

 

Tracking the ‘Black Sky’ assassination group.

 

And obtaining information on the Siren family.

 

He couldn’t speak about either of those directly.

 

But there was one thing he could talk about.

 

 

 

“I’m thinking of finding a byproduct processor to make armor from Ruinbark shells.”

 

“Really?”

 

“Yes. You’ll be wearing it starting next semester. It will definitely become necessary.”

 

 

 

The students cheered at those words.

 

Armor and items made from high-grade monster byproducts boast very high performance.

 

Even for children of noble families, these weren’t items they could easily get their hands on!

 

The number of monsters was small to begin with, and the number of people who could process those byproducts was even smaller.

 

 

 

“Armor made from Ruinbark Shell is needed…?”

 

 

 

Yurio muttered blankly in the midst of it all.

 

If that’s what’s needed… what kind of class are they planning?

 

 

 

“And there’s one more thing.”

 

 

 

Ziel recalled the story he had heard from Berhal just yesterday.

 

 

 

“There’s going to be a home visit.”

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