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.

as attract the least amount of attention. The reason why I needed a good

another incident like the one with Amanda

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

the plotline happened, it was my job to

recover from the wounds that

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

full day to

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

I needed 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.

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

already decided that for tomorrow I would

time yesterday did I

I was too emotional.

to get over the fact that I had killed someone, the thought of what future lay ahead of me and

was doing really okay? Was killing the correct

my mind as I tried

end, I still had a long way to go before being able to confidently stand up against

quickly headed to my room and started

to be the longest two days of my

...

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

"Huff...huff..huff"

an extremely handsome individual stood in the middle of the room heavily panting

body was drenched in sweat,

-Gulp!

potion and recovering some of his stamina, the young individual quickly dashed before one of the training dummies and punched it with

"Die! Die! Die!"

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

of air, small shockwaves spread throughout the room as the sound of the collision

after continuously hitting the dummies, the young individual laid on

jaw hard and he covered his

what am I

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

a wall that he couldn't

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

that much more

fact

"Damm it..."

-Bang!

his fist hard, Jin punched

good as his, I have access to the best resources and facilities! This should be enough for me to be able to

was an orphan and had nothing managed to surpass him who

He couldn't accept it.

way

-Gulp!

his energy, Jin immediately downed another potion and

will surpass you

-Bang!

of the training dummies he once again started training

repeated continuously until his fists were

after passing out

...

and old wooden tables

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

you notice something

Amanda frowned for a second before shaking

"No"

"Really?"

a bit,

"Maybe it's just me..."

past few days, Emma had this sense of discomfort. She constantly felt as if someone was keeping an eye on

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