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.

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 could overlook anything

want another incident like the one with

more or less tell if something outside of the norm was going

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

from the wounds

healing potions, they couldn't heal all my injuries that quickly.

full day to completely heal my

of my 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

needed to sort

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

...I just couldn't.

tremble

decided that for tomorrow I

the first time yesterday did I realize how many flaws I had,

I was too emotional.

fact that I had killed someone, the thought of what future lay ahead of me and how many more lives

everything that I was doing

brewed inside of my mind

had a long way to go before being able to confidently

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

going to be the longest two

...

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

"Huff...huff..huff"

shirtless inside of an empty room filled with training dummies, an extremely handsome individual stood

was drenched in sweat, and his

-Gulp!

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

"Die! Die! Die!"

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

out of air, small shockwaves spread throughout the room as the sound of the collision between his fists and the dummies reverberated around the

the young

he clenched his jaw hard and

am I

the first night the mission was assigned, Jin couldn't help but feel a massive

wall that he couldn't climb was

find any

that much

just accept the fact that Kevin was better than

"Damm it..."

-Bang!

his fist hard, Jin punched

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

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

He couldn't accept it.

no way he could accept

-Gulp!

energy, Jin immediately downed another potion and

you

-Bang!

one of the training dummies he once again started training until he

until his fists

after passing out from overworking himself did

...

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

had short creamy brown

notice something strange happening

frowned for a second before shaking her

"No"

"Really?"

bit,

"Maybe it's just me..."

She constantly felt as if someone

the end, she could