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.

least amount of attention. The reason why I

like

I had the mysterious book with me. With it, I could more or less tell

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

to quickly recover from the wounds that I had

all my injuries that quickly. Especially since my whole shoulder had been pierced and my shoulder muscles 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. Though I could tough it

to sort out my

the right state of mind to be put

...I just couldn't.

tremble uncontrollably. I was not ready mentally to go through

decided that for tomorrow I would

for the first time yesterday did I realize

I was too emotional.

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

I was

my mind as I tried

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

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

be the

...

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

"Huff...huff..huff"

filled with training dummies, an extremely handsome individual stood in the middle of the room heavily panting for

body was drenched in sweat, and his

-Gulp!

his stamina, the young individual quickly dashed before one of the training dummies and punched

"Die! Die! Die!"

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

spread throughout the room as the sound of the collision between his fists and the dummies reverberated

thirty minutes after continuously hitting the dummies, the young individual laid on the floor heavily gasping for

at the ceiling, he clenched his jaw hard and he covered his

am

Kevin's achievements on the first night the mission was assigned, Jin couldn't help but feel a massive wall standing before

if a wall that

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

that much

the fact that Kevin

"Damm it..."

-Bang!

his fist 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

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

He couldn't accept it.

no way

-Gulp!

energy, Jin immediately downed another potion and

will surpass you no

-Bang!

training dummies he once again started

repeated continuously until his fists

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

...

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

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

did you notice something

Amanda frowned for

"No"

"Really?"

a bit,

"Maybe it's just me..."

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

the end, she could only think of it