Loser's redo: Transmigration in a novel

The Everlor organization was the main antagonist of one of the arcs in the - 'the hero of velveric fights the demon lord.'

This evil organization existed till the very end of the , showing its formidable. Aeiron wasn't able to destroy it with how secretive and deep-rooted they were.

Everlor's members worked very systematically, showing that hierarchy existed in this organization too. Which meant, the low-rank and high-rank members would also exist, and this would lead to them making some rules which gave new members a little reassurance.

Thus Zick concluded: " joining Everlor is better than becoming a merchant."

Joining this group wasn't set in stone though, if he didn't like the agreement and benefits it provided him, he could only give up on it and try something else.

And if the agreement they offered restrained his movements, Zick didn't have the slightest intention to join this group.

'The best way for me to contact the Everlor organization is Uthyen for now. I need to meet with him no matter what.'

There was another worry that Zick had. It was still a year earlier than the , so there was a chance that Uthyen hadn't joined Everlor yet. But he still decided to meet him once before going to look for someone else.

There were many people who Zick could use to come in contact with the Everlor. He knew of them through the .

The only downside was that they were all located far from him.

Zick rode the horse towards the city at full speed. He wasn't worried about entering the city, he got the identity imprint from the village chief Deren's space ring. A village like that would without a doubt not have much interaction with the people of the city, which made him even more assured.

Zick never stopped thinking about how to achieve his goal for a while. He could not see the end of the path he had chosen no matter how he thought about it.

he did not know how much longer he would have to walk. But he knew where he needed to go. There was no stopping him anymore.

He would either ascend, shedding his mortal coil, or turn into ash and vanish like everyone else.

Zick's mood returned to tranquillity, and with a calm face, he continued thinking.

' I have been agitated for a while, but this is just causing me harm. Becoming restless in this situation wouldn't help me at all.'

With the current situation not looking optimistic in the least, Zick found it hopeless to the extreme.

Even if he did increase his potential, so what?

Even if he did grow stronger again, so what?

Would he be able to grow strong enough to fight the demon lord? That seemed unlikely.....

'Should I just go around collecting talented people and nurture them?' This looked like a much more feasible plan to him.

With the knowledge of the , Zick was confident enough to find them and even make them join him. He knew of their mindset so this wasn't impossible for him.

"Sigh....." letting out a sigh, slowly determination filled him.

In the end, Zick decided.

He would join the Everlor organization and use anything that could increase his potential. It didn't matter to him how he would get his hands upon it.

Robbery, Arson, conspiracies, or any other way that could be used.

Along with this, Zick planned on collecting every last person with high potential and making them into his meat shield.

Looking at it this way, losing Varine was a letdown. He couldn't do anything about it though, he had tried his best by trying to find her the moment he reached the eastern continent.

Shortly, Zick arrived in front of the city's fortress. The tracks from the mountain led directly to the fortress entrance. He could sense two guards standing in front of the gate, with spears in their hands. They were both middle-rank knights.

Slowing down the horse, Zick headed towards them. He still had the robe on, but he had pulled it back a little, exposing his pale face and deep red eyes. He didn't want to expose his head, where the two horns grew from.

He could have just stealthily entered the fortress by jumping above it, there was a low chance of the guard finding out about him. But he wanted to leave behind proof of him entering this city.

"Please show us the proof of your identification." The guard asked warily.

Zick'a robe fluttered slightly as he got off the horse. A brown imprint with an unknown letter in it materialized in his outstretched hand. With a confident gaze, he handed it over to the guards.

No one was able to see his torn clothes as it was hidden by the robe.

The guards who seemed to be vigilant, relaxed, seeing Zick's natural behavior. They started checking the imprint's authentication.

The guards nodded their heads shortly and gave it back to Zick.

"For village chiefs, it's five silver coins. Still, it's rare seeing people coming this late into the night." The left guards spoke with a little friendly tone.

"Hahaha, my horse got exhausted in the middle of traveling because of the extensive traveling, so it took me a while to reach this city and Here." Saying this, Zick passed on the silver coins to the guard.

"Ohh, sorry if we looked offensive. our superior has ordered us to catch anyone suspicious and inform them immediately. All the alchemy towers are also looking for ghost people. So it's quite hectic around here." The knight on the right side interjected speaking with a wry smile on his face.

Just by showing that he was a person with whom they could have a conversation with, Zick was able to erase all their suspicions and make them fully open up to him.

"Don't worry about it, you were just doing your jobs." Saying this with a smile, Zick urged the horse to move towards the gate.

Even the guards were surprised for a second seeing Zick's handsome face while he smiled. The vertical red eyes also gave them goosebumps.

"Ah! I almost forgot to ask, Can you tell me where mister Uthyen is staying?" Zick asked not having much expectation to get back a satisfactory answer.

If someone was willing to hire bandits to kill Uthyen, then there was a chance that he was someone with high standings. This was the only reason Zick tried asking the Guard.

He could figure out that the current Uthyen's escort was weak compared to the future.

"Ohh! Do you know sir Uthyen? If you are going to request anything, then I recommend doing it in the morning." The guard told this with good intentions, this kind of occurrence was normal after all. Village chiefs or city lords try to carry out favors or request things from the noble usually. And especially when Uthyen was one of the heirs of the Gerthel family, who was the owner of this land.

"Sir Uthyen is staying in the Qertel inn. If you go straight....." The knight started giving directions.

Hearing this, Zick didn't bother with the guards anymore and entered the city. He didn't have anything to gain from them anymore.

Zick's cold response made the guards frown for a second, he hadn't even thanked them. Snorting to themselves, they continued doing their jobs.

Pulling the robe to hide his face, Zick rode the horse on the street which was illuminated by the streetlights. The place looked tidier compared to the other cities that he had been in.

The street was made of fine material and even the houses were made by good artisans.

'Even subtle gestures like that can make people drop their guard so soon. I have to develop my acting skills more for the future too....'

Zick wanted to gather talented people mentioned in the , so he absolutely needed to act. Almost every last harem member and helpers of Aeiron were kind people.

There was no way they would help an evil person.

Acting in front of others could restrict some of his movements, but he couldn't do anything about it. There was no other way around it.

Knowing where Uthyen stayed, Zick headed towards it directly. There was no way an armory shop or any other shop would be open this late in the night, so he had to wait till morning to go there.

'Meeting Uthyen would be easier now.' Knowing his location gave Zick the initiative.

Following the directions that the guards gave, he arrived in front of the Qertel inn after a few minutes.

The Qertel inn was a two stories tall mansion, made of white and golden marble on the top.

Leaving the horse outside, Zick went into the inn through the white gate. Opening the wooden door, a shining white hall welcomed him. Many ornaments decorated the hall giving it a luxurious feeling.

Ting! A bell sound rang out as the door closed behind him.

Without a change in expression, Zick walked toward the reception.

The receptionist who had a little sleepy look, opened his eyes hurriedly hearing the bell's sound.

"What kind of room do you want sir?" The receptionist was in his 20s and gave an experienced vibe.

"A normal single room for one day and take care of my horse which is in front of the inn" An emotionless voice left Zick's mouth.

"Then it's five gold coins, sir."

After Zick passed on the gold coins, the receptionist led him to a room on the first floor.

CLICK~

Entering his room, Zick walked towards the bed and sat on it. With nothing to do, he continued considering his future.

The training was a waste of time and he wasn't in the mood to sleep.