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.

to find a 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

like

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

plotline happened, it

to quickly recover from the wounds that I had sustained

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

day to completely

movement and 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 for

needed to sort out

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

...I just couldn't.

causing my hands to tremble uncontrollably. I

end, I had already decided that for tomorrow I would

I realize how many flaws

I was too emotional.

fact that I had killed someone, the thought of what future lay

Was everything that I was doing really

brewed inside of my mind as I

go before being able to confidently stand up

my distracting thoughts, I quickly headed to my room and started preparing

the

...

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

"Huff...huff..huff"

of an empty room filled with training dummies, an extremely handsome individual stood in the middle of the

in sweat, and

-Gulp!

and recovering some of his stamina, the young individual quickly dashed

"Die! Die! Die!"

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

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

the young individual laid on the floor heavily gasping

jaw hard and he

am

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

wall that he

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

that much more

he just accept the fact

"Damm it..."

-Bang!

hard, Jin punched the

if my talent is not as good as his, I have access to the

nothing managed to surpass him

He couldn't accept it.

was no way he could accept

-Gulp!

energy, Jin immediately

you

-Bang!

training dummies he once again started

his fists were both bloodied

after passing out from overworking himself

...

decorated with beautiful plants and old wooden

one of the two stunning girls that had short creamy

something strange happening these past few

Emma, Amanda frowned for a second before

"No"

"Really?"

for a bit, Emma's brow

"Maybe it's just me..."

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

end, she could only think of it