Transmigrated as a Wrong Character in a Sorcerer World

Klein gaped for several minutes, trying to process all that information.

But finally, he saw Jasmine walk past him, overtaking him.

That made him sigh.

"You know I'll support you if you get a person you like. That's why I didn't push him away. I've pushed many away because you're not interested in them, and that's how I keep the curse from being activated on someone, so this time, it was an exclusion from the norm. The elders charged me not to allow the curse to be activated on anyone unless it was unavoidable, but seeing a person as unique as you, I wanted to have a hope that you would like him, even if it triggered the most powerful curse, as that would be the inevitable." He spoke.

Jasmine paused but didn't turn to look at him. "Get to the point."

"How much time do you need?" He asked directly.

She looked at him sideways. "Maybe three to six months."

He smiled, "In three months, you have to prove to me that my bet wasn't wrong. I didn't push him away because I somehow wanted you to fall in love; that seems to have worked out well. Now, I won't report him because I want to see if he is worthy, just like you said. The talent shown so far doesn't tell me anything; I want more proof." As he smiled, he walked past her and patted her on the head.

"It will be my longest mission, little sister. Make sure it goes well. It will be up to you whether the family congratulates me or punishes me." He began to walk slowly, leaving her rooted in place.

Jasmine smiled softly, not answering him.

'You bet, huh? I'm betting this time, too, big brother. I lied to you this time; I really can't control these feelings. They are strange and unbridled, strong and unusual.'

'But, you seem to have some time, Klaus. Was what I felt earlier when you touched me a connection? Is it something unusual, or is it a common feeling? This Lady of Feelings can't understand it, so I'm hoping you can help me.'

After smiling a little, she caught up with her brother and returned together.

...

That night, Klaus did not return home. He had a lot of things to do these days, but his main occupation for now was to go and meet Ronan.

After getting him out of the place, they were both almost caught, but Klaus managed to get him to a 'safe' place just before his transformation ended, from there he would look for a way to go to a safe place, and just when the trainings were over, the information of the place where he was was sent to Klaus. Explore new worlds at empire

That's why he went there to meet him.

Ronan was a smart man. Although he knew that he had good combat power in his territory, he knew that Nithim Twice far surpassed him. Now that he had been marked by the organization, it was possible that his territory would be under constant supervision. They would kill him as soon as he returned, so he didn't go back.

Instead, he chose one of his private, hidden belongings to stay. It was one of those buildings he had bought by laundering money through other people and organizations. A high-level company was supposed to operate here, but in reality, it just had a bunch of slackers who didn't want to work and covered positions to make cover.

When Klaus walked in, he could easily figure all that out, and someone was waiting for him, so he was quickly directed to the top of the place.

'It's a fancy building. I wonder how much it will cost, ' he thought.

The building was not only tall but also a bit wide. Its corridors were long and nicely decorated, with beautiful paintings and glamorous decorations.

The best thing was that it was very well built. Its strangely casual modernism denoted an aura of power and riches.

Klaus could only admire it at the moment.

When he reached the top floor, he realized that the entire floor was a huge luxurious penthouse. Ronan sat, sipping a luxurious wine, looking out a huge window at the city below him.

Ronan nodded to him as he saw him. "Come, sit down. You can have wine if you wish; they're not very good quality but better than nothing."

Klaus stepped forward and sat down beside him. "I didn't come here to drink wine, Mr. Ronan. I thought you'd be in trouble, so I rushed here as soon as I got unoccupied, but it seemed I was worried for nothing. The luxury of this place makes me admire rich people."

"Hahaha, Mr. Will, this kind of luxury is nothing. It's just a minimalist luxury with a sense of power, no big deal; it could be yours if you make an effort in the future." He joked.

Klaus shook his head.

"I didn't save you to become your subordinate, though if you have missions that make good money that you want to give me, I won't turn them down."

Ronan nodded, not caring about his answer.

"Mr. Ronan, did you get me what I asked for?" Klaus looked at him, and Ronan sighed.

"Let me settle down a bit, and I'll get it in hours. Don't worry if I reveal my location to you; it's because I'm willing to make deals with you. You already told me you don't want to be my subordinate, but we can work together."

"That's fine with me, Mr. Ronan. Only the reward for the job will be commensurate with its difficulty. I hope you'll keep that in mind."

"Good, Mr. Will. I look forward to working with you from now on." Ronan raised another glass and poured wine before handing it to Klaus. "Won't you have a glass with me, Mr. Will? It's good wine; it's foreign." He insisted.

Klaus, at last, nodded toward him and grabbed the glass of wine. He studied it for a moment before sipping it next to Ronan.

Internally, his cursed energy moved to counteract the poison and grab it in a certain place in his body to pull it out later.

He revealed absolutely nothing. His face remained calm, and he smiled as he understood what kind of poison he was. He did not want to reveal anything to this guy. The less he knew about him, the better.

'Gaining his trust at the beginning is paramount; I need him to trust me blindly to control him.'

"Mr. Ronan, since you are settling in properly these days, I will come to see you in a week. Don't hesitate to call me if you have any missions for me. If you put the mission in Etherleaf, they will possibly track you down, so you can think of me as a sorcerer willing to take all your missions without revealing your location. Obviously, I expect a commensurate payment." Klaus said and stood up.

Ronan nodded to him. "You don't need to wait a week; there is one mission I want you to do for me; the pay will be quite good, and the risk is not too high."

"Oh?" Klaus turned to look at him and sat up once more. "What mission is it? What kind?" He asked.

Ronan then pulled out a few documents and put them on the table. There were some photographs of a couple of people.

"This man is an information seller. He betrayed me and sold our mission information to a rich and corrupt man in the city. Your mission is to track him down and trace the corrupt man behind him. The information seller is no good, but the corrupt man must die. His name is Johew, a well-known businessman in the city."

Klaus frowned. 'Johew... Even I've heard of him; he's one of Red Tower's investors, right? He's rich.'

He looked at Ronan. "Assassinating that man is not difficult, but it can unleash chaos among the civilian population. You must know that he is immensely wealthy, and he is with Red Tower." Klaus said.