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.

a good view of what was happening as well as attract the least amount of attention. The reason why I needed a good view of what was happening was so that I could overlook anything that deviated from the

like the one with Amanda

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

anything that deviated from the plotline happened, it was my job to prevent it at

I needed to quickly recover from the wounds that I

quickly. Especially since my whole shoulder

a full day

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 it out, I'd still prefer if I

needed to sort out my

right state of mind to be put through another scenario that required me

...I just couldn't.

again was causing my hands to tremble uncontrollably. I was not ready mentally to go through such

that for tomorrow I would use [Monarch's indifference] throughout the whole

yesterday did I

I was too emotional.

that I had killed someone, the thought of what future lay ahead of me and how many

that I was doing really

of my mind as

way to go before being able to

of all my distracting thoughts, I quickly

are probably going to be the longest two days

...

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

"Huff...huff..huff"

training dummies, an extremely handsome

perfectly honed body was drenched in sweat,

-Gulp!

individual quickly dashed before

"Die! Die! Die!"

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

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

the young

the ceiling, he clenched his jaw hard and he

am

Kevin's achievements on the first night the mission was assigned, Jin couldn't help but

if a wall that he couldn't

he couldn't find

much

the fact that Kevin was

"Damm it..."

-Bang!

his fist hard, Jin

is not as good as his, I have access to the best resources and facilities! This should be

an orphan and had nothing managed to surpass him who was born with

He couldn't accept it.

way he could accept

-Gulp!

energy, Jin immediately downed another potion and stood

surpass you

-Bang!

training dummies he once again started training until he couldn't stand

until his fists were both bloodied and

only after passing out from overworking

...

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

one of the two stunning girls that had short creamy brown

did you notice something strange happening these

Amanda frowned for a second before shaking

"No"

"Really?"

for a bit,

"Maybe it's just me..."

days, Emma had this sense of discomfort. She constantly

unsettling...but in the end, she could