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.

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 view of what was happening was so that I could overlook anything that deviated

incident like the one with

with me. With it, I could more or less tell if

that deviated from the plotline happened, it

needed to quickly recover from the

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

still needed a full day to completely heal

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

needed to

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

...I just couldn't.

of me killing again was causing my hands to tremble

tomorrow I would

yesterday did I realize how many flaws I

I was too emotional.

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

that I was doing really okay? Was killing the correct

thoughts continuously brewed inside of my mind

still had a long way to go before being able to confidently stand

ridding of all my distracting thoughts, I quickly headed

be the longest two days

...

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

"Huff...huff..huff"

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

honed body was drenched in sweat, and

-Gulp!

potion and recovering some of his stamina, the young individual quickly dashed before one of the training

"Die! Die! Die!"

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

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

continuously hitting the dummies, the young individual laid on the floor heavily

hard and he covered his eyes with

what am I

Kevin's achievements on the first night the mission was assigned, Jin couldn't help but feel a massive

as if a wall that

he couldn't find any way to bridge

much more

fact that Kevin was better than

"Damm it..."

-Bang!

Jin punched

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

orphan and had nothing managed to

He couldn't accept it.

was no way he could

-Gulp!

immediately downed another potion

will surpass you

-Bang!

the training dummies he once again started training until

continuously until his fists were both

out from overworking himself

...

cafe' decorated with beautiful plants and old wooden tables

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

Amanda, did you notice something strange

at Emma, Amanda frowned for

"No"

"Really?"

a bit,

"Maybe it's just me..."

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

the end, she could only