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 spot where 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 so that I could overlook anything that

didn't want another incident like the one with

I had the mysterious book with me. With it, I could more or less tell if something outside of the norm was

that deviated from the plotline happened, it was my job

I needed to quickly recover from the wounds that I had

all my injuries that quickly. Especially since

still 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

I needed to sort

now, I wasn't in the right state of mind to be

...I just couldn't.

the thought of me killing again was causing my hands to tremble uncontrollably. I was

end, I had already decided that for tomorrow

time yesterday did I realize

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

right? Was everything that I was doing really okay? Was

inside of my mind as

the end, I still had a long way to go before being able to

distracting thoughts, I quickly headed to my room

the

...

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

"Huff...huff..huff"

training dummies, an extremely handsome individual

drenched in sweat, and

-Gulp!

the young individual quickly dashed before one of the

"Die! Die! Die!"

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

the

the young individual laid on the floor heavily

jaw hard and he covered his eyes

what am I

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

that he

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

Kevin that much

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

orphan and had nothing managed to surpass him who was

He couldn't accept it.

no way he could accept

-Gulp!

his energy, Jin immediately downed another potion

surpass you

-Bang!

dummies he once

until his fists were both bloodied and

after passing out from overworking himself did he

...

old wooden tables and boards, two stunningly beautiful young girls sat facing each

the two stunning girls that had short creamy brown hair looked at the girl in front of her and

Amanda, did you notice something strange happening

Emma, Amanda frowned for a second before shaking her

"No"

"Really?"

bit, Emma's

"Maybe it's just me..."

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

end, she could only think of it