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.

least amount of attention. The reason why I needed a good view of what was

another incident like the one with Amanda to

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

happened, it was my

I needed to quickly recover from the wounds that I had sustained

they couldn't heal all my injuries that quickly. Especially

day to completely heal my

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

needed to sort

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

...I just couldn't.

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

already decided that for tomorrow I would use [Monarch's indifference] throughout the whole

time yesterday did I realize how many flaws I had, both

I was too emotional.

the thought of what future lay ahead of me and how many more

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

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

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

I quickly headed to my room and started preparing for

are probably going to be the longest two days of my

...

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

"Huff...huff..huff"

dummies, an extremely handsome individual stood in the middle of the

in sweat,

-Gulp!

the young individual quickly dashed before one of the training dummies and punched it

"Die! Die! Die!"

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

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

hitting the dummies, the young individual laid on the floor

clenched his jaw hard and he covered his eyes

what am I

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

wall that

how much work he put in, he couldn't find

Kevin that much

accept the fact that Kevin was better than

"Damm it..."

-Bang!

his fist hard, Jin punched the floor

to the best resources

was an orphan and had nothing managed to surpass

He couldn't accept it.

no way

-Gulp!

immediately downed

surpass you no

-Bang!

one of the training dummies he once

repeated continuously until his fists were both

out from overworking

...

and old wooden tables and boards, two stunningly

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

Amanda, did you notice something strange happening

Amanda frowned for a second before shaking her

"No"

"Really?"

a bit, Emma's brow

"Maybe it's just me..."

discomfort. She

she could only think of it as