Disguised As A Teacher In Magic Academy

Chapter 10 - Fake Identity (5)

'What, killing the key figures of the Academy?'

I almost flinched for a moment, but I managed to hold it in.

"And in the meantime, a traitor was found in the organization, so I took care of him."

'What? A traitor? Being taken care of?'

I gulped unconsciously when he told me about a traitor.

"Disposal, yes. How did you do it?" ask me without showing my confusion.

"They cut off part of his limb and stuffed it into their mouths. The rest of their bodies were fed to stray dogs. I didn't see it myself, but I heard it from other members. We can say that it was a death worthy of a traitor."

“…”

… They're crazier than I thought.

However, my mind became calmer in such a situation.

As the air around him sank further, I could feel the woman sitting next to me shivering.

"I. I'm sorry. I should have seen it myself and reported it…!"

"Forget it. Why did you suddenly come looking for me?"

"I-it's. They said Mr. First Order came here, and we haven't heard from you in the last 15 days..."

"So you moved out on your own in this important moment?"

I analyse the situation as I speak.

He calls me the First Order, not Ludger.

Given that First was in front of his name, it was very possible for him to hold quite a high position within the organization.

I trusted him and tried to bluff a little bit, and I think that was the right answer.

"Hee, heek! I'm sorry!"

"Silent. Do you want people around us to be suspicious?" I replied in a cold voice to the woman who was about to bow her head to me.

"Hmp. So, sorry..."

"Don't apologize."

“…”

"Yes, it's time to check it out. How many members are gathered now?"

"I'm sorry?"

"How many of our members are here?"

"Aah!"

He looked around as much as he could and spoke in a low voice.

"Right now, the 31 members of the Third Order and seven members of the Second Order have managed to hide here, and the other First Order came first as planned and already settled."

"Hm, enough."

While nodding briefly, I sifted through the information I had gathered as much as I could.

'I have noticed that there is one more person named First Order besides me and there are almost 40 people.'

'Although the numbers are not large, their abilities must be extraordinary, as they were able to plant this many people in Soeren.'

'Fortunately, this woman in front of me doesn't even question my identity.'

Instead, he showed me fear and respect and the sight of astonishment in the meantime.

'As expected, First Order Master!' It seems obvious that he thinks so.

Seeing it like that, I could at least use this to get something else.

"so. I'm done checking, so I'm leaving now."

"Oh! You can come to the designated place for our secret meeting later."

'Meeting place? There's a place like that too?'

But there's no way I can ask questions like, 'Where is that?' that very moment.

While I was thinking about what to do with it, a good idea came to me.

"What's? Did someone like you just talk to me about coming or not?"

I deliberately lowered my voice and looked at her coldly, and I could see her face turning pale.

The snapping might work out well, as she feels her body has been shaken like a baby squirrel and is desperate to make excuses.

"That's not it. I. I just…"

"I don't want to hear excuses. If you need a secret meeting in the future, I will decide. The same goes for place and time. Do you understand?"

"U-understand."

"If...if it is higher, is it from Zero Order?"

'So there's a Zero Order.'

I said it just in case, but I was right.

"Yes, don't bother me with trivial things other than what that person said. Do you understand? It's a warning."

In other words I'm telling you to behave well.

I said so and got up from my seat.

I was about to leave without looking back, but he called me from behind.

I stopped at my place and turned a little to look at him.

"What?"

“That, that... How will you call us...?”

When I heard it, I realized something.

'In retrospect ... I didn't explain anything to him correctly.'

"But I can't tell him something that I don't know right away."

"...Do I have to say it myself?"

"Heek! N-no! I'm wrong to talk."

"I'll let it go like nothing happened this time."

At the end of my sentence, I walked out of there in quick steps.

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Buk Buk!

Upon returning home, I rushed to the bedroom on the second floor and took out the suitcase I had placed in the closet.

After spreading the letters in Ludger's suitcase in bed one by one, I realized that my anxious imagination had finally come true.

"…Well, fuck."

The strange feeling I felt while reading those letters…

Why should they exchange letters with such formal words to an acquaintance who has no family?

Why would a man with such a good record withdraw from his personal life to come close to mysophobia?

All those questions were finally answered.

"This is no ordinary letter."

I scanned a special sentence of some specific words written in the letter. The strange feeling I felt instinctively was that there was a certain pattern to those sentences.

Is correct…

It was 'shandi'.

Their own password that they use to keep themselves from getting caught by others.

Throwing away the letters, I reread his identity papers.

'He's a fallen noble? She has no family? And what else is he from a small foreign country that is so far away from the empire?”

All phony.

Even the fancy records from his past were all lies.

Ludger Chelysie's existence was an identity created by someone who spent a lot of time on it.

Why don't I know? Why do I not doubt it?

Why do I naturally accept an 'too ideal' identity'?

'Then, Ludger I met on the train...'

He was a member of a secret society hiding in the Soeren Academy.

He is an executive with a First Order.

"And now, I'm wearing the mask."

When I lost the strength of my legs, I dropped myself into bed.

"Crazy."

The identity of Ludger Chelysie which I think is ideal for starting a new life is actually a dangerous nuclear bomb more dangerous than any other.

"I'm really fucking shit."