Transmigrated as a Wrong Character in a Sorcerer World

After several minutes of listening to Ronan Grimwell, Klaus looked thoughtful.

'These guys are doing something strange. Their evictions are beyond weird, but the poison they carry in their bodies seems to be a mind-affecting poison. More than a poison, is it a drug? What exactly are they planning?' He suddenly felt the need not to kill them all.

His original plan was to waste their time and lead to their extermination in the morning. Thanks to his dual identity, he could do that, and for now, he was going perfectly with that plan. Still, when he realized what they were planning to do in this little scheme, he realized that allowing any of them to live would perhaps grant him more information and greater profits in the long run.

'Although for that, I should move my pieces carefully. This man, Ronan, is more astute than he looks. His suspicions are quite accurate despite not having seen us before.' Externally, Klaus showed nothing, but internally, his mind worked at high speed to find the best option for this case.

"It's a good plan, but... Even though it was mentioned to me before, what are you looking for? Are you looking to get rid of some members of that organization and take away their Nithim? Do they really have Nithim? I'm sorry, I don't believe it, but even where I come from, that's an extremely rare mineral." Klaus spoke, attracting Ronan's attention.

"That's right, Mr. Will. As you may know, Nithim is a versatile and powerful mineral. With it, we could even assassinate a Sorcerer at the Strong Level without flinching. Nithim Twice is known to large corporations in our nation because it employs Nithim. Although no one knows where they get it from, it's much cheaper to obtain them by assassinating their members than buying them, isn't it?" Ronan smiled.

'I see. In addition to their other plans, this is also done to take the Nithim from the organization's members.' Klaus nodded.

"Well, that sounds good to me. That being the case, some Nithim will get me in case I get one of those guys, right?" he asked, smiling.

Ronan kept a serenity on his face, though inwardly, he wanted to curse. "Hahaha, I'd have to take that up with my superiors, but I can turn a blind eye and say we find less if you catch them."

"Well, that being the case, I will join the mission and catch those guys. But, before that, you should know that I have done many missions in my short life, as I love to travel. I have occasionally come across these types of organizations. The way they operate is not common, so there is a possibility that they are no longer even in that fence you mention. Their uniqueness lies in the ore they carry; if they use it to escape, forget about me; even if Mr. Hiltroad were to come, he would not be able to stop them." He said and stared at them.

"The mission lasts until dawn; if we fail to catch them before dawn, I will return to my residence because the pay is not enough to work during the day. With all that, are you sure about doing it? We might even be walking into a trap." He culminated.

His words left both of them in front of him thoughtful.

Ronan had already considered it, but now that it had been mentioned to him, he felt it made much more sense because of the Nithim.

'If we walked into a trap, it would be dangerous, but... I'm tied up this time. It was totally out of my hands because of these useless minions and they retrieved the key. Returning without that key would be problematic.' Although he didn't show it, he was worried. He needed that mission to go well.

But now a guy with enough strength to put conditions on it appeared.

'I must mold this bastard. If he wants to be stubborn, I'll allow it for now. I'll see if I don't make you my subordinate later.' He thought and smiled.

"It's a situation I had already considered, but don't worry. I have connections and am fully prepared for any scenario. If you want, I can pay a little more for your services; I won't force you to stay longer than the agreed time either."

"Haha, good. You are very wise, Mr. Ronan. I like that. Please, let's cooperate and find the things we want."

They both shook hands at that moment, showing joyful expressions of cooperation.

"Can you step outside for a moment, Mr. Will? As a member of headquarters, I have some things to discuss with Leferum." Continue reading at empire

Klaus nodded. "I'll go get ready and talk quietly." After that, he walked out.

The room had silence for a moment before Ronan spoke.

"Is he reliable?"

"Not very."

"What is Mr. Garder's plan with him? It's unusual for him to send people who are not very trustworthy on such an important mission."

"He trusts that you will be able to control him, Lord Ronan." Leferum smiled as he said this, trying to leave all the weight on Ronan. Still, after not receiving a reply from Ronan, Leferum realized that he wouldn't answer him if he didn't answer his question, so he sighed.

"That man has an amazing effectiveness when it comes to completing missions. He only works at night and focuses on missions within the city. He doesn't have much time working, but he usually manages to do more than four missions in a single night, which ranks him with the highest effectiveness among our people. That's why he was sent here." Leferum revealed.

And although Ronan nodded, he did not answer because his question had not yet been answered.

"Tsk, Mister Ronan, you should know that I was sent here to prevent that man from taking control of the key. Lord Aranfer has already been informed about what happened and will come to prove him; at the same time, he plans to tie him to the organization. Those are Mr. Garder's plans."

Though a bit unwilling to reveal it, he had no choice.

His revelation finally made Ronan smile.

"I see, so the slave is working on getting a new slave. That's good." He smiled, causing Leferum to glare at him.

"Mr. Ronan, I remind you that you must not speak out of turn." He replied, slightly angrily.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

But Ronan gave little importance to this. "Hahaha, Mr. Leferum, don't worry. I'm very good at talking and hiding things." He smiled. "If you need any help containing that boy, let me know. I like to use poison lately." He said, leaving the room shortly after without another word.