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.

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

like the one

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

plotline happened, it

I needed to quickly recover from the wounds that

I had healing potions, they couldn't heal all my injuries that quickly. Especially since my whole shoulder had been

still needed a full day to completely heal my

now, the whole of my right hand hurt like hell. Just the slightest movement and I would get an electrifying pain coursing through my body.

I needed to sort

wasn't in the right state of mind to be put through another scenario

...I just couldn't.

was causing my hands to tremble uncontrollably. I was not ready mentally

for tomorrow

I realize how many flaws I had, both

I was too emotional.

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

was doing really okay?

continuously brewed inside of my mind

to go before being able to confidently stand

of all my distracting thoughts, I quickly headed to my room and started

are probably going to be the longest two days

...

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

"Huff...huff..huff"

extremely

was drenched in sweat,

-Gulp!

of his stamina, the young individual quickly dashed

"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 reverberated around the

minutes after continuously hitting the dummies, the young individual laid on

ceiling, he clenched his jaw hard and

am

the first night the mission was assigned, Jin couldn't help but feel

if a wall that he couldn't climb was standing

couldn't find any way

Kevin that much

the fact

"Damm it..."

-Bang!

hard, Jin

can't accept this! 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

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

He couldn't accept it.

no way

-Gulp!

his energy, Jin immediately downed another

surpass you no

-Bang!

he once

repeated continuously until his fists were both bloodied

after passing out from overworking himself did

...

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

short creamy brown hair looked at the girl

notice something strange happening these past few

Amanda frowned for

"No"

"Really?"

a bit, Emma's

"Maybe it's just me..."

this sense of discomfort. She constantly felt as if someone was keeping an

was sort of unsettling...but in the end, she could