Loser's redo: Transmigration in a novel

Probably because Zick was tired from wracking his brain all the time, his thoughts had been steering towards unwanted subjects subconsciously from the moment he entered the Jhesker alchemy tower.

Noticing this, Zick breathed in deeply to focus while walking before the altar near the captives.

When Zick put more force in his legs, there was a sturdy reverberation coming from the floor beneath his shoes, as if he was stepping on a limestone floor.

In the silent room, the sound of Zick's footsteps put an invisible pressure on the captive's mind. Most of them were filled with chills looking at the masked man, Zick walking towards them with unstoppable steps.

The sight of the guards and alchemist being dissected to pieces passed by before their eyes. Even after killing dozens of people, this man before them showed no reaction at all.

He was evil without a doubt, such thought appeared in these captives' minds.

If they were to think of Zick as a good person, then there must have been something wrong with their heads!

The floor behind Zick was fully dyed in blood right at the moment, making him appear even more sinister.

Yuriel went away to complete the task given by Zick, after seeing that there was nothing that could harm him in this room.

arriving before the altar, Zick gave it a glance feeling the space in the shape of a cube to be interesting. A faint presence of impure mana could be felt in that gap.

Sitting on the altar, Zick turned to the captives while holding his chin in interest.

"What do you think these halfwits were trying to create by using your impure mana?" Zick's voice was filled with playfulness.

He had an idea of how to take care of his abundant emotions. Letting them accumulate would just be like putting a block before erupting magma. Therefore, it was better to just let it erupt, this way, he could have peace of mind.

As long as it didn't affect his plans, everything was okay.

"Halfwits...? Are you talking about the alchemist?" A man in his thirties asked with uncertainty.

"Tch, tch, of course, I am talking about them! Who else could I be talking about if not them? Calling those shits an idiot would be an insult to all the stupid people in the world!"

"Ha! They think people won't find out about their little experiment here. Those old fogeys are just stupid." Zick words were filled with mockery.

Zick waved his wrist in rhythm with his mocking words.

"So? What do you think?" Zick asked with a relaxed demeanor.

According to the novel, Veurin liked people who had loose mouths, like how Zick was currently behaving.

And it helped Zick to relieve his emotions, so it would be a lie if he said he didn't put any emotions in his speech. It was like hitting two birds with a single arrow.

Before anyone could speak, Veurin who looked like she was interested spoke: "Isn't it obvious? They wanted to use it to make some evil golem!"

Zick shook his index finger: "What do you mean evil golem? Golem is just a golem, in the end, don't put your personal opinion on it."

Zick wanted Veurin to not have too bad of an impression on golems.

"Hey! Veurin, calm down!" A woman beside Veurin tried calming her down.

Another man who seemed to have a dark face said what was in everyone's mind: "What are you gonna do with us?"

Silence descended upon the room.

'So there is at least someone with brains here.'

Zick spoke as if waiting for someone to ask: "Did you put your brain within a wringer or what?! I know, your brain must be leaking out of your skull! You can't even consider such a simple thing?" Zick exaggeratedly held his head while shaking it.

Everyone: "...."

"Hahaha." Only Veurin's laughter rang out in the silent room.

Some of the captives bit their pale lips, and many bad premonitions went through their heads.

A few of them just sighed and accepted their fate. This group of people had already given up on living, even if they got out of there, they will have to live a life in the run being a dark mage.

At that moment, Zick's voice traveled to them: "Do you really think I am chatting with you to waste my time? Do I look like such a person?"

'Aren't you?' Everyone swallowed the words they were going to say.

Some smart people shook their heads, they felt some hope rising within them.

Zick got down from the altar and walked below Veurin.

"I have been thinking about it from a white but....why do you have a necromancer's stigma and impure mana nerves within you at once?" Zick's voice was filled with keen interest.

Veurin felt her heart jump hearing Zick's question, even the chemist had taken a while before noticing this fact. The presence of mana nerves was perfectly hidden by the presence of Necromancer's stigma which could be seen on her waist, shoulders, limbs, and even in her neck. They were like thick threads, looking like a spider web.

If only looking at the necromancer's stigma on Veurin's body, they looked extremely hideous. Fortunately, with her petite face and body, she didn't look too repulsive.

But the other four necromancers looked repulsive no matter how looked on, even their faces were covered in black spider web-like marks.

Veurin spoke after a second of silence: "....My mother was a dark mage and my father was a necromancer so that...."

"Ohh, I see, your father and mother were truly fit for each other. For them to be so biologically compatible, you are lucky." Zick spoke as if understanding something.

Veurin could feel that Zick was praising her parents thus, she felt good. Though-

"What the hell is biologically compatible?" Veurin asked, which Zick ignored and instead cut the chain with the cursed sword that he took out from the space ring.

CLANG~!

Zick's sword blurred along with the hand he held for a second before all the chains holding Veurin were cut, falling to the ground.

"What are you...." Veurin and the others felt their bodies freezing looking at Zick's action.

"You seem interesting, come with me, and I will show you an interesting sight." Zick's voice was filled with playfulness.

Veurin thought for a second seeing Zick's playful attitude and nodded her head.

Seeing this, Zick could only shake his head: "You know, a stranger comes and says- 'Come with me I will show you something interesting' and you agree? Did your parents drop you in the head when you were a baby?" Zick said while brazenly lifting Veurin's hand and looking at the necromancer's stigma.

"I don't have any choice, to begin with, so why bother asking?" Veurin said with a bitter smile.

"Well, Let's just go. If we waste more time here, my subordinate is gonna die waiting for me." Zick turned around saying this.

"Wait! What about us?" One of the men spoke hurriedly.

"Huh? Just stay here and rot away to death of course." Cruel words left Zick's mouth as if they were the most normal thing.

All the captives turned pale upon hearing this.

"Oh, or not, the alchemy tower is gonna be destroyed so, you will all die by the ceiling getting caved in. You would become pancakes then, hahaha!" Zick pointed at the ceiling with a joking tone.

Leaving one or two, all the captives frantically started begging thinking about certain death awaiting.

Zick sneered in his mind: 'Even If I left them, the other alchemy tower would find them, I don't want that now, do I?'

The other party did not know this, hence their immense fear.

"Pfft! pff, hahaha!" Zick's shoulder shook like he was holding back his laughter.

"Ahh~ I was just kidding, kidding. Do I look like such a cruel person? I am actually a very kind person."

Veurin's face relaxed beside Zick.

Zick cut all their chains quickly and headed towards the first floor of the alchemist tower through the steps. All his actions were filled with leisure as if he owned the place. Veurin beside him asked a question: "Who are you? And what are you trying to do here?"

Zick sighed and shook his head: "Do I really have to spell it out myself?"

"As the saying goes, a healthy brain lives in a healthy body. Has your brain turned black too, because your body is covered in black stuff?"

Veurin's face twitched intensively hearing Zick teasing.

"Why don't you wash your mouth before speaking?" An indirect insult was thrown by Veurin.

"Hoho, then why don't you clean up your black brain a little and then think a little? I feel like my mouth is as clean as it could be so I am sure your brain must just be too lacking to hear me." Zick threw tons of insults at once.

Veins could be seen on Veurin's face now: "You bastard! I will kill you!"

Seeing Veurin only speaking and not taking any action, Zick laughed lightly. He felt like he was taking care of a kid right now.

"Alright, alright now. What if I said that I am doing this for you?"

Feeling the tinge of teasing in Zick's voice, Veurin flared up like a hotblooded youth.

"Don't screw with me! Like that can fool anyone."

Zick held his chin: "Hmm, well I don't think it is a lie now though." he flashed a smile at Veurin.

"You want to kill the people who tortured you for who knows how long right?" Zick said while speeding up a little.

Veurin's expression turned to hatred at once; she was captured along with her family but they were both killed a year ago. Only she survived thanks to her rarity.

"Yes..." Veurin answered in a voice filled with sadness and hate.

"Hehe, then you should thank me." Zick smiled while patting Veurin's head.

"Hands off jerk!" Pushing aside Zick's hand, Veurin asked another question with a doubtful look.

"Why do you want to destroy this alchemy tower? Do you also hold a grudge against them?" Veurin had predicted this by looking at Zick's actions and words.

"No, I just don't like the alchemy tower and it seems fun."

Everyone: "...." they never thought there would be such a crazy person in the whole world.

Destroying the renowned alchemy tower for fun?

Who has the guts to do such a thing?!!

Veurin's aquamarine eyes widened before she smiled really for once.

"So who are you?" Veurin asked with a smile.

"My name? It's Zick. I feel like you have quite some potential, will you join my team?" Zick offered naturally.

"Your team? And the name?" Veurin was interested in the subject.

"Yeah, I am the leader and its name is...The demon killer." Zick looked at the end of his sight, a door stood there right at the end of the steps.

Zick offered to everyone seeing this: "You can all join too, so do you want to?"

Leaving aside Veurin, everyone shook their heads. They thought of the moment when Zick was leaving them behind just like that. They didn't want to work for such a person.

'Success! abandoning them would leave a bad impression on Veurin as there are a few who she cares a little about, that is the reason, I played tricks with them before.' Zick had come after planning everything.

"I will join, I guess. I don't have anywhere to go anyway." Veurin spoke resolutely.

"Haha, let's do fun things in the future then Whoever you are."

"Hahaha, It's Veurin tepsten." Veurin laughed again.

Seeing Veurin who usually had a cold look and always cursed, smiling and laughing so often, the other captives were left speechless.

And thus, Zick opened the door before him.

The hell presented itself to them. The whole floor was covered in blood and human body parts. An intestine had also fallen a few steps away from Zick. Even the wall had blood stains on them.

"Hm~ quite an exquisite sight don't you think?" Zick evaluated.

To everyone present, Zick felt very cynical right at the moment. Only Veurin looked a little appeased.