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Academy Undercover Professor

How surprised I was when I died in an accident in my previous life and came to my senses to find out that I was born as a baby in this world. That was already 27 years ago. I feel like the years have passed so quickly. This world is a unique world in which magic dwells in the world commonly referred to as the Victorian era and Belle Époque, and sub-species and monsters are added. Wouldn't it be better if I entered the world of a game I used to enjoy or a novel I liked... This is a different world that doesn't even exist in my memory, literally without even an ointment. then I Became a teacher at the most prestigious magic academy in the empire. … Because I was mistaken for someone else.

Mongrel99 · Fantaisie
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Undercover Employment (1)

I lay in bed like that for close to an hour. I didn't have the strength to do anything right away.

It was at this point that I felt sad for no reason.

No, how on earth can an executive of a secret society get caught up in a train terrorism and die?

If you were an executive of a secret society who planted nearly 40 people at Seorn Academy, shouldn't you have survived in that situation!

"Ha."

Yes, I know even if you get angry like this, the dead don't come back.

That all of this is just pointless emotional thoughts.

I had to admit it.

I'm now Rudgar Chelsea, and I'm going to have to hold on for two years in this damn status.

'Honestly, I thought it wouldn't matter as long as the academy didn't catch on to me, and that wasn't difficult enough for someone like me.'

Still, I thought that since I had enought experience, I could imitate a teacher in a convincing manner.

I know how to use magic, and theoretical knowledge is not lacking.

It was not recklessness, but the conviction that it was possible to spend it safely for about two years.

But not this one.

It's a secret organization. Even an executive position

Besides, judging from what they say, they are really dangerous guys. Assassination in the academy? Dealing with traitors? The method is also quite brutal.

Even the gangsters and mafia of the underworld don't do this. Isn't it a radical act to do?

It's like going from normal mode to hell mode.

"Let's think."

Now I have one more target that this false identity should not be found out.

An academy and an unknown secret society.

If either of these two groups find out that I'm not Rudger, I'm dead from day one.

Whether by the president's hand, by Imperial law, or by the secret society's own purges.

Death is now closer to me than any other moment.

"You have to think."

Rudgar Celish is a member of the secret society.

The name Rudger is also a pseudonym since it is a created identity, but anyway, he is in a position commonly referred to as the First Order.

Among the secret societies that infiltrated this academy, the First Order said there were only two of them, including me. I don't need to know right away what their purpose is.

What matters is who the rest of the First Order is.

I couldn't ask about it openly, so there was no way to know right away unless they approached me from the other side and contacted me.

'For now, I can ignore the second and third orders.'

It is presumed that the real Rudger had a very eccentric personality even within the organization.

It was a fact that could be taken away from the look on the subordinate's contemplative expression, even though she only lowered her voice and showen a little bravado.

In the end, I only had to care about one other First Order, an executive equal to Rudger's status.

The question is, who the hell is the First Order?

'I can't ask boldly about it. No matter how, I don't know how an executive can handle other executives. If I do that, I'll be suspected right away.'

Now I had to deal with not only the academy and the empire, but also the existence of a secret society secretly hiding in the empire.

I thought I was only riding on the back of one tiger, but I was riding on the backs of two.

It's over when there is no balance.

The moment that balance collapses, I would most likely be dead.

'Okay. Now that it's like this anyway, I have no choice but to do it.'

I immediately took out the books in the suitcase and opened the letters next to them.

'First of all, getting information comes first.'

This letter must be the password used by their organization.

Then it was necessary to interpret it.

All passwords have certain patterns.

And the thing that can analyze that pattern must be a book in this bag.

'I'm a teacher at the magic academy, so the magic books are excluded. Besides that, there were a few books that weren't ordinary.'

I looked through the books.

[The Watcher in the Rye] [Ringerck's Philosophy] [Traces of Totalitarianism] [One Hundred Years of Solitude]

Novels, autobiographies, and even bestsellers in nonfiction.

Among them, there was one book that caught my eye.

[A Gentleman's Discipline]

'This is it.'

I remembered the image of Ludger I saw on the train.

His petty actions or some untidy actions. A slight trembling of a leg or a shaking of a hand.

If that man had really seriously considered gentlemanly culture and read this book, he couldn't have behaved like that.

'Even this book has been touched the most.' Part of the cover was worn and deteriorated.

It is said that I read that much, but was there a reason for that?

'This book was being used as an interpretation of the password.'

I opened the book [A Gentleman's Culture] and turned the pages.

Chrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Traces of burnt hands visible between the books.

Some pages I didn't read, some I read until the paper was worn out.

The regularity hidden in the irregularity gradually came to my eyes.

Upon closer inspection of a particular worn page, I noticed something between the letters.

I immediately took the letter and compared it to the side.

'It is said that the continent uses a unified language, but each country has a slightly different language.'

Since the origins of Rudgar Celisch originated in the Kingdom of Queoden, you can think of the Queoden language.

In particular, this letter contained explicit traces of some proper nouns used in the Kingdom of Queoden.

Although it is a small and barren kingdom in the north, Queoden, which unexpectedly produced quite a lot of great writers.

Surely this must be related to the password.

Considering the arrangement of their language and the connection between each letter, it is not difficult to distinguish the code.

Because I already know Queoden.

My prediction was right. When I checked the code in Queoden, I could see the connection between the words between the letters.

<Greetings> <Farewell> <Farewell party> <Meeting birds> <Crow> <Eyes> <Starlight> etc.

Next to it, some words symbolizing numbers were jumbled together.

The numbers will represent the pages of this cryptographic codebook, and if you interpret it by combining other words...

'First Order. Infiltrate Seorn Academy as a teacher and earn their favor. From now on, I will pass on the order while watching the situation.'

It goes like this.

I couldn't get any conclusive information, but this was enough.