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 of what was happening was so that I

like

With it, I could more or less tell

the plotline happened, it

quickly recover from the

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

needed a full day

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

I needed to sort out

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

...I just couldn't.

was causing my hands to tremble uncontrollably. I was not ready mentally to

had already decided that for tomorrow I

did I realize how many flaws I had, both

I was too emotional.

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

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

of my mind as I

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

all my distracting thoughts, I quickly headed to my room and started preparing for

the longest two days

...

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

"Huff...huff..huff"

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

was drenched in

-Gulp!

of his stamina, the young individual quickly dashed before

"Die! Die! Die!"

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

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

the young individual laid on the floor heavily gasping

ceiling, he clenched his jaw hard and he covered his

am I

the mission was assigned,

felt as if a wall that he couldn't climb

couldn't find any way

much

accept the fact that Kevin

"Damm it..."

-Bang!

fist hard, Jin punched the floor

have access to the best resources

had nothing managed to surpass him who was born with

He couldn't accept it.

no way he could

-Gulp!

energy, Jin immediately downed another potion

will surpass you no

-Bang!

the training dummies he once again started training

repeated continuously until his fists were

passing out from overworking himself did

...

a small cozy cafe' decorated with beautiful plants and old wooden tables and boards,

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

Amanda, did you notice something strange happening these

at Emma, Amanda frowned for a second before shaking

"No"

"Really?"

bit, Emma's

"Maybe it's just me..."

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

sort of unsettling...but in the end, she could