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

another incident like the one with

more or less tell if something outside of the norm

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

to quickly recover from the wounds that

quickly.

day to completely

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

I needed to sort

to be put through another scenario

...I just couldn't.

my hands to tremble uncontrollably. I was not ready

end, I had already decided that for tomorrow I would

killing for the first time yesterday did I realize how many flaws I had, both combat and

I was too emotional.

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

Was everything that I was doing really okay? Was killing

mind as I tried to find

the end, I still had a long way to go before being

ridding of all my distracting thoughts, I quickly headed

to be the longest two days of my

...

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

"Huff...huff..huff"

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

drenched in sweat, and

-Gulp!

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

"Die! Die! Die!"

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

out of air, small shockwaves spread throughout the room

after continuously hitting the dummies, the young individual laid on the

jaw hard and he covered

what am

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

as if a wall that he couldn't climb was

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

Kevin that much more talented

accept the fact that Kevin was better than

"Damm it..."

-Bang!

fist hard, Jin punched the

have access to the best resources and

nothing managed to surpass

He couldn't accept it.

was no way he could accept

-Gulp!

immediately downed another

will surpass you no matter

-Bang!

towards one of the training dummies he once again started training

repeated continuously until his fists were both bloodied and

after passing out

...

with beautiful plants and old wooden tables and

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

something strange

Amanda frowned for a second before shaking

"No"

"Really?"

bit, Emma's

"Maybe it's just me..."

past few days, Emma had this sense of discomfort. She constantly felt as if

in the end, she could only think of it as her