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.

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

incident like the one with Amanda to

could more or less

that deviated from the plotline happened, it

recover from

quickly. Especially since my whole shoulder had been pierced and my

needed a full day to completely heal

right 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'd still prefer if I was

needed to sort

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

...I just couldn't.

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

the end, I had already decided that for tomorrow I would use

first time yesterday did I

I was too emotional.

had killed someone, the thought of what future lay ahead

everything that I was doing

my mind as I tried to

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

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

probably going to be the longest two days

...

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

"Huff...huff..huff"

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

body was drenched in

-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!

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

young

hard and he

am I

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

if a wall that he couldn't climb was

find any way to

that much more talented than

he just accept the fact

"Damm it..."

-Bang!

Jin punched

can't accept this! Even if my talent is not as good as his, I have access to the best

managed to surpass

He couldn't accept it.

no way he could accept

-Gulp!

of his energy, Jin immediately downed another potion and stood

surpass you

-Bang!

of the training dummies he once again started training until he couldn't

repeated continuously until his fists were both

passing out from overworking himself did he stop

...

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

that had short creamy brown hair looked at the girl in front of her

did you notice something strange happening these past few

Emma, Amanda frowned for a second

"No"

"Really?"

bit,

"Maybe it's just me..."

this sense of discomfort. She

the end, she could only think of it as her