Transmigrated as a Wrong Character in a Sorcerer World

If an organization dares to use the name Commandment, it means that it is really powerful, even more so in a world that respects and inherits skills from three characters who have historically been called by that name. Explore stories at My Virtual Library Empire

'They are organizations that, possibly, rule this world, right?'

Jasmine spoke as if reading his thoughts and wanting to answer the questions in his mind.

'They are the Three largest Organizations in the world. They practically rule the world with the help of the Great Clans. At the same time, the Three Commandments are ruled by a set of powerful people, whose names are The Table of the Saints. He who can sit at that Table will be able to rule everything."

"That is where this mission comes from. From the Table of the Saints itself. Missions are rarely issued from there, so my family decided to get into the matter."

Although essentially the Table of Saints and the Empire are allies, no one can help but be tempted when the name of the most expensive and one of the most important minerals in the world is mentioned to them.

Klaus understood this. A struggle of interests between large nations always involves small nations; it is a natural circle of society.

'So, I'm inside something that could be in the middle of a struggle of interests between big nations. How scary.' Klaus thought, smiling at the thought.

Knowing that, made him able to enjoy it even more, as things seemed to get more interesting from today onwards.

Klaus thanked Jasmine for telling him this, which meant she trusted him.

After that, he focused on looking again at what was written on the document in his hand.

There were specified dozens of misdeeds of Johew, his target.

From abuse of corporate power to slave trade and even rape. The law always turned a blind eye to these things because he was powerful financially and in big organizations, so he was protected.

'And you would be a little longer; it's a pity you met me.' Klaus smiled coldly.

He had no interest in avenging the victims of any kind of abuse under this man, but being one of the worst scumbags in society, killing him wouldn't feel wrong. Killing him, besides pleasurable, would give him enormous power in society.

He was pleased about this, and he had Jasmine to thank for everything. She was the one who gave him information about Ronan Grimwell when he asked her by chance, and thanks to that information, he forced Ronan to sign that document.

As he thought, the image of Johew materialized, coming down the stairs, followed by several people of decent power.

"Soft Class Sorcerers led by a Cursed Class." Klaus frowned; they were strong, too.

Jasmine smiled.

"They act like they're noble, but in reality, they're Johew's lapdogs. Don't worry, you take care of Johew, and I'll kill those guys; before Johew takes his last breath, they will die."

Johew arrived shortly after.

"Gentlemen, are you ready? I'm sorry if I kept you waiting. Please follow me." As always, Johew's helpful attitude was present, and he directed them to his personal transport.

Klaus didn't take his car; he would come later to pick it up. That's because Johew's company wasn't too far from here.

The people who would be going were Johew, Klaus, and Jasmine, or that was the main arrangement. But Johew these days was quite doubtful of the people who were coming, and he couldn't help but doubt Klaus and Jasmine, to some extent. That was why he took his private escort, but they were undercover in other cars.

As he drove, the car was in awkward silence for over 10 minutes, which made Johew quite uncomfortable.

His mind worked quickly to think of a way to bring up some topic of conversation. Although internally, he doubted them a bit; the reality was that the status they had made them want to curry favor with each other, so he suddenly thought of something.

A situation was occurring recently that he was sure would help both of them make their decisions regarding the development of Soneli Country.

He looked out the window to the side of him and smiled a little as he looked out at a huge industry in the distance. He made it as if that brought back a memory and spoke.

"Recently, Soneli has been facing a major crisis with the scientists. That is why your worthy family's investment in us is so welcome. With this, we can solve the problem that plagues us."

Klaus looked at him from the copilot. "What do you mean?"

"Possibly, you don't know this, but our rulers are a bit stupid. They tend to ignore or treat badly most scientists who do not subordinate themselves to them, which caused discontent among many of them. Many have become independent, and while some are doing well, most simply struggle to survive or have left for other countries. This has caused the country to face a crisis due to a lack of skilled labor in research centers. The problems went to the crown, so lately, they are trying their best to get the scientists back."

Klaus nodded. 'I see, that's why then. This makes it easier for me. With such inept rulers, my research center will be filled sooner than I thought.'

Though he thought it, he didn't say it.

"And how are you doing getting that scientific manpower? Do you think you can do well?" Jasmine asked from behind, revealing evident concern.

Johew nodded quickly and glanced at her in the rearview mirror. "Don't worry, Miss Ashle. This is a problem because of the idiots who rule us, but I always treat my employees well. The scientists under my command have great monetary support in every way, so they are satisfied. I will also hire several more recently, who have been put out of work because of the bizarre policies professed by this government."

"I see. I am relieved to hear that you have a plan in mind. I hope it is already being carried out. My family doesn't like talkers, as only facts matter."

"I understand, Miss. To tell you the truth, I already have everything prepared, and all that's left is to sign it so I can start recruiting scientists around the country quickly."

Klaus nodded and decided to speak then. "You plan to get ahead of the government; good there. You have good strategies."

Johew looked like a child who had been praised for doing something good; his smile described his happiness. "Thank you very much, Mr. Ashle! I will strive to live up to your expectations."

Klaus smiled but did not respond. He focused his gaze on the road as he was pensive.

Soon, the car entered dark alleys that looked lonely. He had not strayed; he was on the right road to the company. During the night, industrial areas are like that, whether on Earth or in this new world.

They always bring back the same memory to Klaus.

As he crossed the long, dark roads, Klaus was drawn to people on the sidewalks sleeping.

It didn't matter if it was on the Earth or here, these kinds of places are usually used by people who don't have homes, or at least it was like that in the city where Klaus lived, and it is here. That's perhaps because many of them feed on the leftovers that big companies throw away.

For them, as it was for Klaus at some point in his life, this was heaven.

However, being such a lonely and dark place, where no one works at night, and no one is awake because there are no houses nearby, it is the perfect place to execute assassination tactics.

Johew didn't plan to stop in this place; it would be ridiculous, as possibly many crazy or drugged people would run to try to rob him, but suddenly, he felt something between his foot and the accelerator pedal. At the same time, something pressed the brake fiercely.

This caused the car to skid hard sideways and suddenly plunge into a fence separating the road from a nearby company.

The sound of other cars skidding then rang out, and through the glass behind, a figure shot out in their direction.

Due to the car's spinning, Johew felt dizzy, so he didn't know what to do in the short term. Even so, he suddenly felt something squeezing his neck tightly, and his body shot out of the car through the window that had not been affected by the crash, ending up hitting a nearby wall hard.

He immediately knew he had been ambushed, so he looked up to try to call his bodyguards, but the face in front of him was one he had not expected to see, so he was stunned and scared to death.

It was as if he had seen death, which was holding his neck.

At that moment, under the moonlight, Klaus took off the glasses he had been wearing for a while and smiled at him.

"Greetings, Mr. Johew. Let me introduce myself as the Night Sorcerer. For your misdeeds, how about you die for me? I just want you to leave me some blood behind." The sinister smile illuminated by the moonlight made Johew shudder with fear.