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.

I could get 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

like the one with Amanda

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

deviated from the plotline happened, it was my job

I needed to quickly recover from the wounds that

my injuries that quickly. Especially since my

needed a full day to completely heal

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

to

mind to be put through another scenario that required

...I just couldn't.

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

had already decided that for tomorrow

killing for the first time yesterday did I realize how many flaws I had, both combat and

I was too emotional.

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

that I was

my mind as

I still had a long way to go before being able to confidently stand up

quickly

going to be the longest two days of

...

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

"Huff...huff..huff"

room filled with training dummies, an extremely handsome individual stood in

body was drenched in

-Gulp!

young individual quickly dashed before one of the training dummies and punched it

"Die! Die! Die!"

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

continuously 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 dummies

hitting the dummies, the young individual

the ceiling, he clenched his jaw hard and

what am

Kevin's achievements on the first night the mission was assigned, Jin

as if a wall that

find any way

that much more talented

accept the fact that Kevin was better than

"Damm it..."

-Bang!

hard, Jin punched the

as good as his, I have access to the best resources and facilities! This should be

and had nothing managed to surpass

He couldn't accept it.

way he could accept

-Gulp!

energy, Jin immediately

will surpass you no

-Bang!

once again started training until he couldn't

continuously until his fists were both bloodied

only after passing out from overworking

...

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

on some hot mocha, one of the two stunning girls that had short creamy brown hair looked at

did you notice something strange

at Emma, Amanda frowned for a

"No"

"Really?"

bit, Emma's

"Maybe it's just me..."

the past few days, Emma had this sense of discomfort. She constantly felt as if

in the end, she could only think of it