Loser's redo: Transmigration in a novel

After waking up Varine was interrogated by a member of the Everlor organization immediately, not even having the chance to understand the situation.

The higher up of the organization didn't have much expectation from the beginning. Varine was just 12 years old so the information they could get was limited.

They didn't have to resort to using torture as a simple truth-telling potion was more than enough.

Varine was still a normal human being, her body couldn't resist the truth potion in the slightest.

As the organization had expected, there was nothing beneficial in the information they gathered.

Just when they were thinking of reselling Varine to any of the alchemy towers, Ovelon, a red-ranked member came and took her away saying he got interested in her.

Even the interrogator who tortured others for information was filled with pity towards Varine. He knew about Ovelon's personality, which was akin to a drug addict.

Like this, Varine, while still confused and hateful ridden was taken by Ovelon.

Varine was filled with rage and hatred as sharp as the sword. She wanted to rip apart Uthyen who killed the people of the village.

But she was powerless just like the moment bandits attacked the village she was in her childhood.

Experiencing such an event again, Varine knew what she needed clearer than ever.

Strength! To kill that hateful person and not experience such a situation again.

Looking at Zick who appeared to be sick with extremely pale skin, Varine was speechless, she didn't know what to feel at that moment.

The time Varine and Zick had stayed together was very limited, but seeing Zick as the first person she was familiar with – made her emotional.

There was no tear or any change in her expression, only her eyes had a dull light in them.

Zick's eyes shone as he immediately created a thin layer of mana barrier around him, stopping any voice to leak out.

Ovelon didn't care about the barrier and started speaking: " I won't go back on my words, she is all yours for 1000 platinum coins!"

"Yes I have them prepa-"

Zick's words were cut off by Ovelon as he spoke with a small smile.

"But as I thought, making a deal with a person who hasn't even played with bigger toys is not something I do." Placing his hand on his head, Ovelon spoke in an exaggerated manner.

Hearing Ovelon spewing bullshit, Zick could only shake his head internally.

"So first you have to experience it, don't worry it doesn't even take 10 minutes," Ovelon spoke very friendly, making Zick stare at him.

'This is weird, there is no reason for him to act so friendly....there is something that I don't know.' Zick rapidly considered.

Zick was not aware of Ovelon having lonely feelings, which was driving him to do such a thing.

But Zick didn't let the weird situation cloud his judgement.

On the other hand, Ovelon looked at Zick with an expectant look. He was aware of his obsession with Varine so he knew that Zick would accept the condition he stated.

"Well, if it means I can have her then I am ready to do anything!" Zick spoke resolutely before continuing.

"But before that, I would like to move that slave away. After all, I can't have her frightened out of her wits before I even begin with her."

Hearing this, Ovelon immediately showed a bright expression and started patting Zick on the shoulder.

"Hahaha! No worry, no worry. Let's just enjoy the process, I remember not taking a bath in blood today you should join along too!"

"....okay," Zick spoke calmly, but internally he was speechless.

Bloodbath, just the name sounded ominous and creepy.

Bathing in blood for no reason was something that went out of common sense and would be looked at with disgust by the masses.

Ordering the servant to take away Varine, Ovelon led Zick toward the cage.

"Let's walk from the corners, I don't want to dirty my clothes yet." Zick pulled his hand, seeing Ovelon leading from right below hung demihumans.

"Oh, alright." Ovelon nodded his head.

They walked near the walls, far from the hanging demihuman, and reached the iron cage.

Seeing Ovelon walking toward them, all the demihumans in the cage shuddered, feeling immensely frightened.

"You can pick anyone you want." Ovelon moved aside, standing beside Zick.

The demihumans within the cage stared at Zick with their frightful gazes.

There were many kinds of demihumans in the cage, catman, wolfman, dogman, and so on. They ranged from young to old, they were not slaves instead they were captives that Ovelon collected by attacking many demihuman tribes.

In the eastern continent, demihumans were not discriminated against so there were many places where they built their tribe and lived openly.

Zick looked around with a deep in thought look and chose demihuman randomly.

It was a catgirl looking to be in her mid-20s, with an exceptionally beautiful face and body. She had black hair and slim legs.

"Not a bad choice," Ovelon ordered a servant to bring out the catgirl chosen by Zick.

The catgirl was pulled out roughly and thrown on the ground by the hair.

"Agh! No! Grek, help me." She pleaded to her husband with tearful eyes.

"You bastards! Wait for me, Naishia!"

One of the catman started resisting violently attacking the cage with his claws and fangs.

"Hmph!" Ovelon flicked his finger from which a ray of red light left and beheaded the resisting catman.

Clang! The cage was also damaged a little coming in contact with Ovelon's aura.

Zick squinted his eyes a little, he could feel that Ovelon was at least at a mid-master level not far from reaching the peak.

"Nooo!!" Naishia wailed loudly.

The catgirl sobbed, feeling sadness like never before.

THUD!

"Tch! Shut up, you're annoying." Ovelon exposed his aura a little, making Naishia mute at once.

Zick looked at all this without moving an inch and maintained a deadpan look on his face.

"Alright now, how do you usually play with your toys?" Ovelon asked as if asking the world's most natural thing.

To him, this demihuman was nothing more than a plaything.

What happens when you play too roughly with a toy?

It breaks!

What happens when you play with a single toy for a long time?

It gets boring, so you throw it away!

Just like how Ovelin does with lifeless demihumans.

It was such a normal thing, but still, no one was able to understand it till now – Ovelon lamented.

"I like to cut their tendons and let them bleed first, then heal them and again carry out the same process. After that, I leave it up to my feelings and continue trying out new things." Zick spoke after considering for a few seconds.

"I also leave it up to my feelings and mood." Ovelon nodded his head with a serious look.

Seeing Ovelon being serious made Zick stare at him.

"You must not have any experience playing with bigger toys so do as I say," Ovelon spoke in a proud voice, instructing Zick like a teacher.

"First tear her clothes apart. Hehe, they break quite fast when you break their self-esteem first"

"Kyaa! No! Please stop!"

TEAR!

Zick did as Ovelon told without any hesitation.

"Next rape her!" Ovelon smiled evilly.

"...."

Zick's expression turned sluggish.

'Is this bastard for real?!' Zick cursed in his mind.

But he continued following Ovelon's order, taking off his clothes.

Like this, Zick continued following Ovelon's orders with an empty mind.

Many obscene things were done that could make Zick's reputation fall to the abyss if known to others were carried out.

Zick acted a few times showing little interest or laughing gleefully, becoming closer to Ovelon quickly.

....

After half an hour.

In the room beside the basement, two bathtubs made of pure white crystal were filled with blood.

Zick and Ovelon were submerged in blood having relaxed expressions.

While Ovelon had a look like he was in heaven, Zick just showed a relaxed expression, like he was enjoying it.

"What do you think of bigger toys now?" Ovelon asked keenly, this was the first time someone accompanied him to the bloodbath, making him very close to Zick.

"I think it was interesting....no, I liked it quite a bit," Zick spoke with an honest expression.

But internally, he felt very tired.

To tell the truth, Zick didn't have any interest in torturing or killing, he just did it feeling there to be enough benefits.

Even now, Zick felt disgusted but he didn't let that emotion control him. Becoming closer to Ovelon was all that mattered.

"...." The blood that Zick was currently bathing in also belonged to the demihuman he tortured.

Before a veteran soldier would have been able to smell the subtle fragrance of blood on Zick. But now, if any experienced knight were to smell Zick, they would only be able to smell blood from him and nothing else.

Like the whole person had taken a bath in blood, which was actually the truth!

"I knew you would enjoy it!" Even while being very joyous, Ovelon didn't offer Varine for free which disappointed Zick.

Ovelon wasn't stupid enough to do such a thing. He considered his personal and business life separately.

"Bring your seal near me," Ovelon said with an aloof tone.

Zick pulled out his hand from the blood and extended it toward Ovelon, showing his green seal to Ovelon.

Ovelon brought his seal near Zick's and started activating a function exclusive to red and higher rank members.

A red light shot to Zick's seal from ovelon's and entered it.

"Now anyone would be able to sense that you are under my protection through the seal. You can take that as a present from me, from now on you're my friend!" Ovelon declared happily.

Zick's eyes shined in joy too. He got what he wanted at last.

"Thank you, sir-"

"Ovelon will do."

"Thank you for letting me experience this new feeling, ovelon."

"Haha, my pleasure."

Now there would be a very low chance of someone coming and finding trouble with him in the organization.

'Sigh...It took longer than I expected.'