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.

in the

"Yes, I'm very confident."

"I see..."

on my chin, I

got from the system, I didn't

Monolith was definitely planning on killing as many first years as

got

attention back to Kevin,

now." Kevin shook his head. "All I know is when they are going to attack, but I don't know

it's that

reply, I had a sudden

types of quests that the system would assign

specific task that he would need to complete before getting awarded, and there was one that

save as many people as possible during

type of quest, then Kevin

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

thought for a bit before responding. "I'd first disguise myself as one of the staff and then set up different portal links inside of the facility where the battle

"I agree."

my head. This was the most

royale is at the dome

to which Kevin nodded his

"Correct."

"That's problematic..."

stumped

back of his neck

recently built by the Lock for the tournament, its

how much Kevin and I wanted to infiltrate the place, it

least not with our

where the portals are being set

have to infiltrate the

replied after a brief pause. My eyes

"Oh? You've got something?"

that...realistically speaking, Infiltrating the place is almost

"...Yeah."

My eyes squinted slightly.

spend our time finding out who the people undercover are?

How are we going to identify who comes

I rebutted.

I've got it

bashfully but didn't

"...fine."

short period of time, I didn't respond as I looked at

I knew exactly what Kevin was planning on

days when you're all healed up. During that time I'll scout the area

Kevin got up.

"That sounds good."

I'll message you in a couple of

the table, Kevin waved his hand and made his way

"Mhm. See ya."

he didn't seem to mind this. Closing the door behind him, Kevin

'”Clank!

***

'”Trriiing! '”Trriiing!

days later. My phone repeatedly rang throughout the whole day as the screen of my phone got clogged up by an endless

that I had to turn off my notifications for most of my apps. Only then did my phone once again became

royale against the third years of the Lock securing

"...so it really happened."

phone, an

lack of interest in the third years game, I

guess this part of

lack of cooperation between

battle royale was

'”Ding '”Dong!

was the sudden sound of my

Who could

way to the entrance of the room and opened the

Who is it

was no tag on it so I wasn't aware of who

'This looks really suspicious...'

lightly poked the

through the Leviathan building were

know who gave

"Oh well."

of me, and I eventually took the box and brought it to my room. Taking a pair of scissors, I carefully

"Ah..."

middle of the box was a colorless potion, and a sudden

"...how kind of her."

of my room, where

make sense

added with the fact that there was no tag on the box, it was without a

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

soon spotted a white envelope placed beneath it. Opening the letter

[You're fucking crazy.]

what did

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

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