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.

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 deviated from

like the one with

could more or

anything that deviated from the plotline happened, it

quickly recover from

they couldn't heal all my injuries that quickly. Especially since my whole

full day to

right hand hurt like hell. Just the slightest movement and I would get an electrifying pain coursing through my body. Though I could tough

needed to sort out

mind to be put through another scenario that required me to reap

...I just couldn't.

of me killing again was causing my hands to tremble uncontrollably. I was not ready mentally to

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

first time yesterday did I realize how many flaws I had, both

I was too emotional.

the thought of what future lay ahead of

Was everything that I was

thoughts continuously brewed inside of my mind as I tried

still had a long way to go before being able to confidently

my distracting thoughts, I quickly headed

to be the longest

...

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

"Huff...huff..huff"

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

honed body was drenched in sweat,

-Gulp!

a potion and recovering some of his stamina, the young individual quickly dashed before one

"Die! Die! Die!"

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

throughout the room as the sound of the collision between his fists and the

dummies, the young individual laid on the

hard and he covered

am

assigned, Jin couldn't help but

a wall that

work he put in, he couldn't find

Kevin that much more talented

the fact that Kevin was better than

"Damm it..."

-Bang!

Jin punched

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

orphan and had nothing managed to surpass

He couldn't accept it.

was no way he could accept

-Gulp!

his energy, Jin immediately downed another potion and stood

will surpass you no

-Bang!

one of the training dummies he once

process repeated continuously until his fists were both bloodied and

only after passing out

...

and old wooden tables and boards, two stunningly

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

notice something strange happening these past

Emma, Amanda frowned for a second before shaking her

"No"

"Really?"

a bit,

"Maybe it's just me..."

had this sense of discomfort. She constantly felt

of unsettling...but in the end, she