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 was happening was

incident like the one with Amanda to

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

it was my job to prevent

quickly recover from

quickly. Especially since my whole shoulder had been pierced and my shoulder muscles

full day to completely heal my

hell. Just the slightest movement and I would get an electrifying pain coursing through my body. Though I could tough it out, I'd still

to sort out

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

...I just couldn't.

thought of me killing again was causing my hands to tremble uncontrollably. I was not ready

for tomorrow I would use [Monarch's indifference] throughout

first time yesterday did I realize how many flaws

I was too emotional.

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

right? Was everything that I was

my mind as I tried to

had a long way to go before being able to confidently stand up against

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

the longest two

...

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

"Huff...huff..huff"

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

perfectly honed body was drenched in sweat, and his eyes were

-Gulp!

some of his stamina, the young individual quickly dashed before one of the

"Die! Die! Die!"

-Bang! -Bang! -Bang!

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

continuously hitting the dummies, the young individual laid

he clenched his jaw hard and he covered

am

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

if a wall that he couldn't climb

find any way to bridge

Kevin that much

he just accept the fact

"Damm it..."

-Bang!

Jin punched the floor

I have access to the best resources and facilities!

managed to surpass him

He couldn't accept it.

no way he could

-Gulp!

energy, Jin immediately

you no

-Bang!

one of the training dummies he once again started training until he

until his fists

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

...

old wooden tables and boards, two

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

notice something strange happening

at Emma, Amanda frowned for

"No"

"Really?"

bit,

"Maybe it's just me..."

of discomfort. She constantly felt as if someone

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