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.

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

want another incident like the one

with me. With it, I could more or less tell if something outside

anything that deviated from the plotline happened, it was my job to prevent it at any

recover from the wounds that I had

couldn't heal all my injuries that quickly. Especially since my whole shoulder had been pierced and my shoulder muscles

day to

would get an electrifying pain coursing through my body. Though I could tough it out, I'd still prefer if I

to sort

wasn't in the right state of mind to be put through another scenario that required me to reap

...I just couldn't.

tremble uncontrollably. I was not ready mentally to

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

first time yesterday did I

I was too emotional.

my best to get over the 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 question my

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

my mind as I tried to find the

go

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

going to be the longest

...

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

"Huff...huff..huff"

with training dummies, an extremely handsome individual stood in the

in sweat, and his eyes were

-Gulp!

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

"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

young individual laid on the

ceiling, he clenched his jaw hard and he

am I

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

a wall that he couldn't climb was

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

that much

fact that Kevin

"Damm it..."

-Bang!

fist hard, Jin punched

have access to the best resources and facilities! This should be enough for me to be able to become better than

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

He couldn't accept it.

was no way he could

-Gulp!

energy, Jin immediately downed another

surpass you

-Bang!

the training dummies he once again

continuously until his fists were both bloodied and

passing out from overworking

...

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

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

you notice something strange happening these past

for a

"No"

"Really?"

a bit, Emma's

"Maybe it's just me..."

discomfort. She constantly felt

she could only think of it