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.

good spot where I 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

incident like the

me. With it, I could more

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

from

the fact that I had healing potions, they couldn't heal all my injuries that quickly. Especially since my whole shoulder had been pierced and my shoulder muscles had

a full day to

I would get an electrifying pain coursing through my body. Though I could tough it out, I'd still prefer if I was in top condition

to sort out

the right state of mind to be put through another scenario that required me to reap

...I just couldn't.

my hands to tremble uncontrollably. I

I had already decided that for tomorrow I

yesterday did I realize how many

I was too emotional.

had killed someone, the thought of what future lay ahead of

right? Was everything that I was doing really okay?

my mind as

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

I quickly headed to

the

...

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

"Huff...huff..huff"

room filled with training dummies, an extremely handsome individual stood in

perfectly honed body was drenched in sweat, and his

-Gulp!

individual quickly dashed before one of the

"Die! Die! Die!"

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

spread throughout the room as the sound of the collision between his fists and the dummies reverberated around

hitting the dummies, the young individual laid

hard and he covered his eyes

am I

assigned, Jin couldn't help but feel

as if a wall that he couldn't climb

matter how much work he put in, he couldn't find any way to bridge the gap between

much more talented

just accept the fact that Kevin was better than

"Damm it..."

-Bang!

his fist hard, Jin punched the

the best resources and facilities! This should be enough for me to be able to

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

He couldn't accept it.

was no way he could accept

-Gulp!

some of his energy, Jin immediately downed

you no

-Bang!

training dummies he once again started training until he

process repeated continuously until his fists were

end, only after passing out

...

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

some hot mocha, one of the two stunning girls that had short creamy brown

did you notice something

at Emma, Amanda frowned for a second

"No"

"Really?"

for a bit, Emma's

"Maybe it's just me..."

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

the end, she