The Author's POV

"Is that him?"

"Did he really get injured over such a simple mission?"

"He really does look weak"

Aimlessly walking around the mansion, I ignored the whispers and stares coming from some of the students that I passed along the way.

Yesterday night, after completing the mission, I returned to the mansion all battered up. My whole arm was bleeding profusely and my clothes were all torn.

Though I didn't pass out, to the people who saw me return, it looked as if I had been through hell.

Because I had some notoriety, news of my battered state spread across all of the students...and soon I became the hot topic of the first years.

Because the missions that we got were not a secret from the other students, after a bit of digging, people immediately found out who my target was and news of me getting beat up by a ranked individual spread across the academy.

...in the end, this resulted in me becoming the butt of the jokes of the first years.

'Weakling'

'Loser'

'Trash'

Walking along the corridor, I was called all sorts of defamatory names by everyone that saw me.

On a normal day, I would've grumbled and cursed at the people talking crap about me, but today...

Staring at my hands, I recalled the moment when my sword reaped through the lives of multiple people at once.

'...I killed'

I didn't sleep throughout the whole night.

Right now to the people around me I probably looked like a lifeless corpse that was aimlessly wandering around the mansion.

My mind kept replaying the moments where I reaped through the lives of the four bodyguards.

...I could vividly recall Karl's pleading face as he begged for me to spare him.

"Fuuuuu..."

Letting out a long breath and staring at the ceiling of the corridor, I tried to calm my mind.

What had happened already happened.

...There was no going back.

I had killed and I needed to move on...

This wasn't going to be the only time, and it sure as heck wasn't going to be the last time.

This was the path that I had chosen for myself and thus had to take responsibility for my decisions.

Moreover, there was something more important I needed to worry about.

'The massacre of Hollberg'

The second big event in the first arc of the novel.

Tomorrow at 9:45 P.M, the last day of the trip, when everyone was sleeping, an organized attack will happen.

Though their primary targets were Kevin and the others, the other weaker students weren't spared from their pursuit.

...Meaning that I was also not safe.

Though I decided not to interfere, I needed to prepare myself for what was to come.

Placing my hand on my chin, I fell into deep thought.

First things first...I needed to memorize the whole building blueprint.

as attract the least amount of attention. The reason why I needed a good view of what was happening was

didn't want another incident like the

With it, I could more or less tell if something outside of the norm was going

happened, it was

quickly recover from the wounds

quickly. Especially since my whole shoulder had been pierced and

still needed a full day to

of my right hand hurt like hell. Just the slightest movement and I would get an electrifying pain coursing through my body. Though I could tough

needed to sort out

now, I wasn't in the right state of mind to be put through another scenario that required me to reap through

...I just couldn't.

killing again was causing my hands to tremble uncontrollably. I was

decided that for tomorrow I would use [Monarch's

killing for the first time yesterday did I realize how many flaws

I was too emotional.

me trying my best to get over the fact that I had killed someone, the thought of what future lay ahead of me

everything that I was doing really okay? Was

continuously brewed inside of my mind as

still had a long way to go before being able to

I quickly

the

...

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

"Huff...huff..huff"

with training dummies, an extremely handsome individual stood

in sweat, and

-Gulp!

dashed before one of

"Die! Die! Die!"

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

dummy until he ran out of air, small shockwaves spread throughout the room as the sound of the collision between his fists and the dummies

hitting the dummies, the young individual laid

his jaw hard and

am

the mission was assigned, Jin

as if a wall that he couldn't climb was standing

how much work he put in, he couldn't find any way to bridge the gap between himself

Kevin that much more

fact

"Damm it..."

-Bang!

his fist hard, Jin

Even if my talent is not as good as his, I have access to the best resources and facilities! This should be enough for me to be able to become

an orphan and had nothing managed to

He couldn't accept it.

was no way

-Gulp!

immediately

will surpass you no

-Bang!

the training dummies he once again

continuously until his

end, only after passing out from overworking himself did he stop

...

a small cozy cafe' decorated with beautiful plants and old wooden tables and boards, two

that had short creamy brown hair looked at the girl in front of her

notice something strange happening these

Amanda frowned for a second before shaking her

"No"

"Really?"

bit,

"Maybe it's just me..."

Emma had this sense of discomfort. She constantly felt as if someone was

in the end, she could