Transmigrated as a Wrong Character in a Sorcerer World

Her companions to the side looked at her curiously. "Who was he? I'd never seen him before, but his body looked splendid."

"True, even when his clothes were way above his size, you could tell just how muscular he was."

They started talking to each other, but the one who waited on him smiled. "He's one with a special treat. I honestly didn't expect to see someone like that with barely three months on the job, " she replied, attracting attention.

"Special treatment?! Really?!"

"Yeah, I'm still surprised. I hear they're on par with the Executives, right? Amazing, even though he didn't look older, he was so powerful."

After these words, a barrage of questions came to that poor woman who was just doing her job.

...

Klaus walked out the front door without attracting much attention.

As he did so, he passed by a curious pair of people who were also leaving the organization.

Although he found the bearing of one of them somewhat familiar, he did not stop. He didn't want to see anyone familiar at the moment, so after passing them, he continued until he disappeared into the alleys shortly after.

Between the duo standing in the doorway, the woman of the two frowned and looked back.

She looked around, curious, as she tried to sniff something.

Her brother to the side looked at her curiously. "What are you doing, little sister? Who are you looking for?"

She frowned. "A strange scent came to me. Did someone pass behind me just now?" She asked curiously, startling her brother.

"What are you, a dog? Since when did you learn so many bad manners from sniffing people? That's why I complained when they let you come here."

His sister shrugged. "You wouldn't understand. Normally, there's no scent I care about, but this one was different. Tell me, did anyone pass behind me, a man, in particular?"

Her brother's eyes suddenly widened even more at hearing her say this. "Have you fallen in love, little sister?" he asked, frowning, even looking a little angry.

She returned his steady gaze, and more than 30 seconds passed before she averted her gaze. "Hmph, you're talking pure nonsense. We're leaving." She immediately started walking at a normal pace.

He turned sharply. "You would never avert your gaze before me; tell me who that bastard is!"

But, she simply gave him a stern look to shut him up and then kept walking.

Somehow, the sibling duo seemed to disagree on something because they didn't speak anymore after that.

...

At the top of Sam'an City's Etherleaf building, Garder returned to the room where Klaus (Will) had been tested and nodded to the man who had searched him.

"What did you find? Did you manage to get his cursed energy?" he asked as soon as he arrived.

The other man nodded at him, smiling. "It's all right, Mr. Garder. In fact, in this city or in this country, he doesn't belong to any organization."Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Garder nodded thoughtfully. "He still gives me a bad feeling. Keep an eye on him; we'll let Lord Aranfer investigate him personally when he returns. Did you grant him red clearance?"

"Although I did, I'm afraid we can only use it once before he realizes he's being tracked. I made it look like he's one of those people who have special permissions so no one will be suspicious. Still, as I tell you, he can find it easily with his strength when it is activated, so we must be careful and use it only once."

Garder frowned but nodded. "I'll talk to Lord Aranfer when he returns. Give him occasional bonuses so he feels the need to move up the ranks; we'll be able to track him better on the more powerful ID cards."

"I understand, sir. If you want, I can follow him. Apparently, he asked for 3 missions to complete. The missions are nothing special, but maybe I can find out something else. What do you say?"

"Well..." Garder looked thoughtful for several seconds. "You can do it; you're good at hiding. Don't worry about his welfare; if he can't take care of himself, then he's no good to us even as a slave, so if he's about to die, then let him die. You just find out if he has any secrets."

"All right, sir. I'll do that."

...

A while later, Klaus arrived at the small scientific laboratory. Despite the hour, as the mission was accepted, one of the laboratory's leaders had to come to meet him.

He was an older man, about 60 years old. He was not a sorcerer and did not look strong, but the dress and bearing of a man who never leaves the lab could not be hidden.

When he saw Klaus, he nodded to him.

"Are you the sorcerer who came from Etherleaf?" he asked.

"That's right, are you Mr. Joan Sanner?"

"Well, you can just call me Joan, and that's fine; I don't want the sorcerer of that prominent organization to feel pressured here. Come, Mr. Sorcerer, I'll show you around." After saying that and saying nothing else, Joan Sanner turned and started walking.

He wasn't good at talking to people.

"Mr. Sorcerer..."

"You can call me Will; you don't need the formalities with me."

"All right, Mr. Will." Joan bowed slightly as he said this, smiling sheepishly, and then spoke quickly.

"Mr. Will, the Lab is not essentially large, but we have many important facilities for teaching new people and for our own research, so be careful when you are fighting; the important facilities are those..." Soon, he began pointing out different locations in the research center that were built on a large plot of land in a circle format.

It was practically the same construction but built in a circular shape with some compartments that perfectly divided it.

"The cursed beasts are there." He pointed to one of the construction compartments. "If you fight from there to the right, there is no problem with damage. But if you do it to the left, it will be problematic for us, though if you are forced, don't worry and just take care of killing the cursed beasts."

Klaus nodded. "Don't worry. I think I'll be able to kill them quickly and won't affect the lab, but before that, I have a curiosity. Were you researching cursed energy just before the beasts appeared?"

"That's right, Mr. Will. We deduced that it had something to do with it, but how they appeared was too strange. Their births were not normal."

"Oh?" Klaus immediately became interested. "What do you mean they weren't normal?" He asked quickly.