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.

as well as attract the least amount of attention. The reason why I needed a good view

another incident like

it, I could more or less tell if something outside of the norm was

that deviated from the plotline happened, it was my job to

to quickly recover from the wounds that I had

injuries that quickly.

a full day

Just the slightest movement and I would get an electrifying pain coursing through my body.

I needed to sort

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

...I just couldn't.

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

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

time yesterday did I realize how many flaws I had,

I was too emotional.

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

right? Was everything that I was doing really okay? Was

brewed inside of my mind as I tried to find

still had a long way to go before being

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

are probably going to be the longest two days

...

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

"Huff...huff..huff"

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

drenched in sweat, and his

-Gulp!

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 sound of the collision between his fists and the dummies reverberated

the young individual

ceiling, he clenched his jaw hard and he covered his eyes with his

what am

Kevin's achievements on the first night the mission was assigned, Jin

that he couldn't climb

he put in, he couldn't find any way to bridge the gap

that much more talented

he just accept the fact that Kevin was

"Damm it..."

-Bang!

Jin

not as good as his, I have access to the best resources and facilities! This should be enough for me to be able

managed to surpass him who was

He couldn't accept it.

no way he could accept

-Gulp!

Jin immediately downed another

you

-Bang!

training dummies he once again started

repeated continuously until his fists were both

the end, only after passing out from overworking himself did he stop

...

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

short creamy brown

you notice something strange

Amanda frowned for a

"No"

"Really?"

a bit,

"Maybe it's just me..."

days, Emma had this sense of discomfort. She constantly felt as if someone was keeping an

in the end, she could