Loser's redo: Transmigration in a novel

There were many other things that Zick brought with the poisons and materials in the trading port. They were mostly related to things useful while traveling.

While traveling through the tracks in the forest, Seveleen focus landed on Zick. It was evening so the orange glow covered the land and trees in their surrounding.

An unknown emotion rose within Seveleen, doubt. She felt suspicious of Zick's actions, this thought was abrupt and didn't mesh well with her prior train of thought.

But this thought took root deep within her mind, refusing to vanish.

Why was he helping her? Because he was a kind person?

Was that really the case, what if he had something to benefit from helping her?

Thinking about how he asked for a portion of her blood, Seveleen only felt her suspicion rise by another level.

There was no change in her expression so no one noticed her innermost thoughts. She was still immensely grateful to Zick for saving her life but for some unknown reason, this doubt rose.

The carriage interior had no cushion and had only hardwood as a sitting place. On the left, Varine sat while looking out of the carriage and seveleen was seated on the right, upon the cold floor like a corpse.

Zick was visible to them as there was no interior blocking their view of the couch seat, it was open.

Driving the wooden carriage clumsily, Zick didn't stop training in mana like usual. He also made himself familiar with using magic along the way, feeling he would become a middle-rank mage in three or so days.

He would also try to learn how to read and write from a book slowly. With Seveleen's help it progressed quite well, she was happy by helping too.

'Things are progressing well for now. With this, I can initiate my original plan for increasing my rank in the organization. I will need 1000 achievement points if I want to become a purple rank member.'

Zick thought rapidly before deciding: 'One month, within this time, I will become a purple rank member no matter what.'

Becoming a purple rank member would enable Zick to rise to the third floor of the main base, where many more resources would be available to him.

Finishing his thinking, Zick looked around him, the carriage had left the forest a while ago and traveled quite a distance. A grass plain was around the carriage.

He had used his dragon fear a little when he came across a monster, not wishing to waste a second. While doing this he noticed a change in his dragon fear.

Before it gave rise to overwhelming fear and obedience in monsters, but now a cold feeling came along with it. That wasn't all, his dragon fear was further strengthened too!

'To think, I would find such a thing while going to a danger zone...though, it does seem like any of my other dragon innate abilities will ever appear again, just dragon fear is very helpful to me.'

The snow white liquid that Zick decided to call snow essence had enhanced his body and heart so this in turn increased his dragon fears capability.

Vatine was scared listless when Zick used it out of nowhere. The cold feeling had made her body freeze involuntarily with chills rising within her.

With such a benefit, Zick couldn't wait to use snow essence again. He started heading towards Mhelet city with enthusiasm.

'I will use the snow essence after carrying out the assassination. The cure to the revelner disease is in the basement of the count heifer's mansion. I should be able to reach it within four days.'

With the knowledge of the novel, it was not hard for him to get the cure. What matters is that It would look quite suspicious if he found the cure out of nowhere when Seveleen needed it the most.

'But I can't do anything about it, I can't let her die so easily. If she dies, I will lose an Archmage-level pawn which might be very helpful to fight against the demon lord.'

'If I can't turn Seveleen into my subordinate, then I can only make it so that she would have to participate in the battle alongside me no matter what.'

Zick considered the worst-case scenario carefully.

Actually, the chances of Seveleen falling in love with him are abysmal. No matter what he did in the end, he could only make Seveleen feel immense trust and assurance from him.

Zick recalled the information about Seveleen from deep within his memory.

'....If she doesn't kill me it would be the best outcome....'

There was a huge twist in the novel, where Seveleen goes crazy ravaging a whole capital, no one died but it was hell for the citizens. This was a story for another time.

Arriving at Mhelet city at night, Zick passed through the checkpoint with the fabricated identity he got from the organization. He booked three rooms for everyone and ate dinner alongside them.

Returning to the inn's room which looked normal, Zick started changing into the black clothes he brought from the trading post. There were many intricate drawings on the pure black clothes in golden color. This made it shine within the dark room dimly.

Then, Zick brought out a middle-grade enchanted item. It was a mask, it could change a person's voice and hide their face to be probed by others through mana.

The mask was black and had many scars-like shapes on its surface like it was scratched by someone's nail desperately.

Putting the mask on, Zick started thinking about the information provided by the mission.

'The knight, Levin should be with his wife right now. This is the best chance for me to kill him.'

Jumping off from the window, Zick hid his presence perfectly using mana and started heading toward Levin's house which was clearly stated in the mission's description.

Jumping from one house to the other without making a sound, Zick soon reached his destination which was in the south of the city. This place had many houses and street lamps which shone in bright light, illuminating the streets.

Zick landed on the house that the knight named Levin lived in and concentrated to feel his presence.

After shifting his position a little, Zick correctly stood right above the knight's location. The black cursed sword appeared in his hand, it started getting covered in a black glow.

This didn't go unnoticed by Levin, he stood up with a stiff expression quickly. But it was too late, Zick swung his sword vertically, cutting the two-story-high house in half.

BOOM!

Commotion immediately appeared around the house with the explosive sound.

Levin was a high-rank knight and was in his late 30s. He was able to somehow save his wife but in the process, he lost his right hand.

"Dear..!" Levin's wife looked at him worried and in grief, but he ignored her and took out a sword from his space ring.

Dust rose everywhere as the debris collapsed, in that instant, a black sword cut through the smoke and headed toward Levin's neck at an unprecedented speed.

A blue halo covered Levin's sword as it came in contact with the black sword.

CLANG!

"Ugh..." Levin felt his palm going fully numb in just this one exchange. His heart jumped in fright.

'What kind of swordsmanship is this?!' Levin's eyes almost popped out as he jumped backward.

He was a seasoned knight, who had experienced and seen many things. Through people's swordsmanship, it was possible to guess a person's temperament.

In this exchange, Levin was only able to sense one thing from the sword.

The intent to kill! The intent to make the enemy bleed, to make them unable to fight anymore!

The dust dispersed, Exposing the black figure standing there motionless. Zick was not suppressing his mana at all causing Levin's wife to become stiff at once, feeling goosebumps.

'Just who is this person...? Wielding a sword to kill others and make them suffer...such ominous swordsmanship, he is not normal....' Before Levin could finish thinking, a black ice spear the size of an adult's fist landed on his chest. He was not able to react at all to its speed.

BANG!

"Guhhhh!" An excruciating pain appeared at the place where the black ice landed. The black cold energy started ravaging his body, making him turn pale with bloodshot eyes.

Black ice started forming from his chest and then extended to every part of his body shortly. Within ten seconds, he turned into an ice sculpture, all signs of life leaving his body.

The seal on Zick's palm shined, signaling that the mission was completed. He started heading back to the inn hiding his tracks and presence.

Levin's wife stared blankly until Zick left, beforing starting to run toward her husband.

Many people gathered around Levin's house because of the commotion Zick caused. No one dared to enter waiting for the guards to arrive.

'This knight, named Levin, was very experienced, he was able to block my attack with no hesitation. There was also no delay in his action at all after facing my sudden attack.' Zick evaluated Levin.

'His sword was also of good quality, only its edges cracked after taking my attack head-on.'

Zick was also quite surprised at the speed the Black ice moved at. For a second he had lost sight of it too.

Reaching the inn in no time, Zick entered it from the window he left open and closed it. He quickly changed his clothes, wearing another set of red shirts and brown pants.

'My first mission was quite successful.' Zick looked at the seal on his hand.

Merit points: 7250

Achievement points:50

The achievement points had already been added to his seal. This made him concentrate on other things now.

'I should use the snow essence now I guess.' Zick didn't waste any time.

Sitting upon the bed cross-legged, he started meditating to ready his mind for what is to come.