The Author's POV

Chapter 246

[Leviathan building, Lock]

"You feeling better?"

With his legs crossed, Kevin sat on the seat next to me as he scrolled through his tablet.

Displayed on it were the highlights of the different games of the tournament.

"...I feel like crap."

A light groan escaped from my lips.

My body was still extremely battered from yesterday's incident, and even though the medical facility was very advanced, it would still take a while for me to completely heal up.

"You'll be fine soon. That aside, I was honestly quite shocked by your performance. Didn't think you would go all out like that."

"Haha, me too..."

At Kevin's statement, a fake laugh escaped from my lips.

Had it not been for Monarch's indifference, I would've never done something like that.

"Fortunately, your injuries aren't too bad. Within a week you should be all healed up."

"Yup, so you really don't need to worry too much"

Kevin suddenly laughed out loud.

"Hear this, watching your performance, Emma was so shocked that she didn't speak for a whole ten minutes. Do you understand how much of an accomplishment this is?"

"Mhm, that does indeed sound really impressive."

Listening to Kevin, a small chuckle escaped from my lips.

Emma talked all of the time.

For her to not have been talking for ten minutes straight was an accomplishment in itself.

"Right?" Kevin chuckled alongside me. "I was just as surprised as you."

"It is what it is...by the way, when's the battle royale?"

Recalling something, I switched the topic.

"In about a week's time. So you should be able to recover by then. You could've recovered faster if you just took a potion..."

Kevin pointed out as his eyes glossed over the bandages covering my body.

"The doctor said that it's better if I don't consume too many potions, and recover naturally."

To Kevin's suggestion, I merely shrugged my shoulders.

If too many potions were consumed, the body would start to become accustomed to them and their effects would dilute over time.

As such, it was just better to recuperate naturally.

"...Oh right, um, so you found anything else about the Monolith's plan?"

I suddenly asked.

This was the main reason I had asked Kevin to come to my room. To talk about this topic, as it was extremely important.

Turning his head left and right to make sure that no one was present, Kevin lowered his voice and responded.

"Mhm. I've found out a couple of things."

"Spill it."

"Here?"

"It's fine, this place is pretty secure"

We were currently in my dorm, so no one else could overhear our conversation.

Kevin turning his head left and right to check if anyone was present looked pretty stupid from my position.

Although the Lock wouldn't go as far as spying on the conversation of their students, on the first day I moved here I checked to see if there were any listening devices installed in the room.

There weren't, so it was pretty safe.

"Alright...they are planning on attacking whilst the game is happening."

"I've figured that much. Anything else?"

"Mhm," Kevin nodded his head as he elaborated, "There apparently are a couple of ranked villains amongst the people they are sending. Their goal is to kill as many first years as possible on national television to ruin the Lock's reputation as much as possible..."

"...to go that far."

My brows furrowed tightly.

If the Monolith went as far as to employ multiple ranked individuals to make this work, it just went to show how much importance they put on this matter.

This was definitely going to be extremely troublesome.

you confident in the source

"Yes, I'm very confident."

"I see..."

on my chin, I

that this information was most likely something he got from the system, I

was definitely planning on killing as many first years as possible

got anything

back to Kevin, I

know is when they are going to attack, but

that

Kevin's reply, I

many different types of quests that the system

he would need to complete before

have gotten something that said; save as many people

that type of quest, then Kevin

think this logically Kevin. If you were a villain and you were trying to infiltrate the event, what would

and then set up different

"I agree."

his evaluation, I nodded my head.

is at the dome

which Kevin

"Correct."

"That's problematic..."

stumped on this

the back of his

was only recently built by the Lock for the tournament, its security was extremely

I wanted to infiltrate the place,

not with our current

are we going to enter the facility and check where the portals are being set

have to infiltrate

brief pause. My eyes lit

"Oh? You've got something?"

is almost impossible. At least not with our

"...Yeah."

My eyes squinted slightly.

So why don't we instead spend our time finding out who the people undercover are?

are we going to identify who comes from

I rebutted.

worry, I've got

laughed bashfully but didn't

"...fine."

I didn't respond

as I knew exactly what Kevin was planning on doing.

healed

Kevin got up.

"That sounds good."

it's settled. I'll message you

his phone from the table, Kevin waved his hand and made his way

"Mhm. See ya."

I couldn't see him off, but he didn't seem to mind this. Closing the door behind him, Kevin left my

'”Clank!

***

'”Trriiing! '”Trriiing!

repeatedly rang throughout the whole day as the screen of my phone got clogged up by an endless amount of

off my notifications for most of

Lock securing the

"...so it really happened."

on my phone, an extended

years game, I

guess this part of

The lack of cooperation between the three heads was something that

the battle royale was a clear indication of

'”Ding '”Dong!

from my thoughts was the sudden

could it

I made my way to the entrance of the room and opened

Who is it

in front of my door was a small box. There was no tag on it so I wasn't aware of who gave

'This looks really suspicious...'

I lightly

came through the Leviathan building were checked beforehand, I was still

I didn't know

"Oh well."

the corridor, curiosity got the best of me, and I eventually took the box and brought it to my room. Taking

"Ah..."

from my mouth. In the middle of the box was a

"...how kind of her."

my room, where Melissa's room was,

started to make sense

fact that there was no tag on the box,

"...there's a letter too."

it. Opening the

[You're fucking crazy.]

did

letter to the side, I looked at the potion in my hand. I guess Melissa did feel guilty about the false information

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