Transmigrated as a Wrong Character in a Sorcerer World

On that same night, Klaus stood atop one of the most prominent buildings in Sam'an City as he looked down.

His strength was at its apex, but where he stood was not a passive place nor an ally.

He was on top of one of the buildings of those who should be his enemies, specifically one of the organizations that belonged to Aranfer Hiltroad, a branch of his central organization.

'I wonder if this will go well.' He thought.

To the best of his knowledge, this place was one of the main branches of Aranfer's organization, and they were constantly looking for talent.

Why was he here? Precisely because of that.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

During the night, he can't be idle, and going around the city looking for cursed beasts is not an option. It's complicated, and he would only find the weaker ones. But he couldn't show this phase of his in the organization for now.

That's why he needed to find a place where he could enroll, and he would only attend during the evenings. He would earn money, train his combat skills, learn more about the world, and have fun.

'The problem would be the tests...' He thought. He understood that this organization did various tests on their new members; they were strict in that aspect.

'I just hope one of the tests doesn't reveal my identity.' He thought and sighed.

He didn't like to hide, but he had no idea how to control his transformation, so he must be patient.

He looked down at the entrance at that moment. Some people were coming in, so he thought it would be a good idea to go in as well, but before he could get up, he felt a presence approaching him and looked back.

At the door to get to the terrace of the building, a man soon stood and stared at Klaus.

"Who are you? Why are you sitting there? What organization do you belong to? This is Etherleaf of Aranfer Hiltroad. You can't just casually sit in one of our buildings!" he growled after taking a few steps towards him.

Klaus wore glasses over his eyes to hide the color of his eyes. They were a special item he had bought earlier, which would help him not to be spotted by the striking color of his eyes. He also wore a hood, so the newcomer couldn't see him clearly.

'He is powerful. In my current state, it would be complicated to cope with him.' Klaus thought, surprised.

"I was waiting for the queue of registrations to slow down since I want to take the test to get in. Are you a member of Etherleaf?"

"Oh? You want to join?" the man asked, surprised but soon scoffed. "Heh, get in? No, sign-ups aren't open to spies. Get out of here if you don't want me to kick you away."

Klaus felt confused. "Spy? What do you mean? I really come here to get into Etherleaf." He answered, being a bit pushy but looking a bit innocent.

It was the best way to get into one of these organizations, but he also wanted to know if this guy had figured out his identity or something.

He looked back at Klaus. "What part about signups not being open, don't you understand?" he snarled, and without even waiting for an answer from Klaus, he leaped towards him, ready to punch him in the face and kick him out of there.

His speed was amazing, but not enough to surprise Klaus. He raised his left hand to receive the blow, and after being pushed back a few meters, he let loose a punch to the front, hitting the shoulder of the guy in front of him.

That impact sent this one backward, and he looked at it in shock. "A Cursed Class Sorcerer?" he asked.

He swung his Smooth Ring around his shoulder, which caused his shoulder to grow slightly in size, though it then returned to its normal state.

"Specialization by Body? I see you are Mr. Garder, the organization's leader in this city." Klaus said suddenly.

"Yes, I am Garder. Are you really coming to join us? I find it hard to believe that a Cursed Class Sorcerer with that level of strength doesn't have an organization he belongs to."

"Haha, Mr. Garder, I'm still young and like to travel. But I decided to stay in this country for a while, so I walked around for an organization to join. Killing cursed beasts is my passion, and if I can do it while making some money, why not?"

Garder frowned. 'It doesn't look suspicious, and it's powerful...' He thought.

His thoughts wandered back and forth, and he smiled after a moment's hesitation.

"What's your name?" He asked.

"Will, Will Burmond." Klaus replied.

"Well, Will. Normally, you must pass a test to get in, but you're on my level. That test is not necessary before such powerful people, so follow me. If you want to get in, you can. But at first, I'll have to put you in the lower rank to test you without you having to pass the test, shall I?" Garder turned around and started walking inside again.

Although Klaus was surprised at his turn of events in so few minutes, he was totally satisfied with that arrangement.

"Sounds perfect to me, Mr. Garder. I have no problem passing the test, but if you think I don't need it, please, I want to join your organization."

"Haha, you are a good talent. Follow me. We will all be happy to welcome you."

After entering the building, they walked down long stairs downhill before reaching the top floor of Garder's room.

Just before entering, a man approached Garder.

"Mr. Garder, there is someone here to see you."

Garder frowned. 'Someone important...' The man in front of him wouldn't come to call him if it wasn't someone important, so he had to nod to him and look at Klaus (Will).

"Mr. Will, follow my companion. He will take care of helping you with your registration. I have something important to attend to, " he said.

"That's all right, Mr. Garder. Be careful." Klaus replied, and after watching Garder say a few things to the new man, Garder entered the room, and Klaus began to be directed elsewhere.

"Follow me, Mr. Will. I will take care of your registration."

After those few words, the two walked to one of the nearby rooms, where the process of registering a new member began.