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.

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

like the one with

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

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

quickly recover from

that quickly. Especially since my whole shoulder

full day to completely heal

hell. Just the slightest movement and I would get an electrifying pain coursing through my body. Though

needed to sort out

mind to be put through another scenario that required

...I just couldn't.

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

that for tomorrow I would use [Monarch's

yesterday did I realize how many flaws I

I was too emotional.

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

I was doing really okay? Was

thoughts continuously brewed inside of my mind as I tried to find the

go before being able

ridding of all my distracting thoughts, I quickly headed

to be the

...

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

"Huff...huff..huff"

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

perfectly honed body was drenched in sweat, and his

-Gulp!

quickly dashed before one of the training dummies and punched it

"Die! Die! Die!"

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

punching the dummy until he ran out of air, small shockwaves spread throughout the room as the sound of

the young individual laid on the floor heavily

his jaw hard and he covered his eyes with

what am

assigned, Jin couldn't help but feel

wall that he couldn't climb was standing

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

much more

fact that Kevin was better than

"Damm it..."

-Bang!

his fist hard, Jin punched the

not as good as his, I have access to the best resources and facilities!

had nothing managed to surpass him who was born with

He couldn't accept it.

no way he could

-Gulp!

of his energy, Jin immediately downed another

surpass you no

-Bang!

of the training dummies he once again started

continuously until his

the end, only after passing out from

...

and old wooden tables and boards, two stunningly beautiful young

one of the two stunning girls that had short creamy brown hair looked

did you notice something

Amanda frowned for a second before

"No"

"Really?"

bit, Emma's

"Maybe it's just me..."

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

end, she could only think of it as her