Transmigrated as a Wrong Character in a Sorcerer World

Chapter 40 Important Information

The place where they were holding the hostages was right in the construction site behind the cursed beasts, so Klaus simply went around it and came up behind it.

After finding a blind spot on the third cursed beast, he slipped inside and hid for a moment, not making a sound to wait for the beast to leave.

'These beasts are quite powerful but don't have a developed sense of smell. I guess it's because they're humanoid beasts.' He thought.

The beast gradually moved away. It was monitoring as it ate, so it had amazing intelligence. Still, Klaus didn't care.

He turned around and quickly walked deeper into the construction, crossing some small, lonely and small rooms until he reached the main hall.

'It's as I thought. This construction is hollow inside.'

As he ran through the corridors and approached the spot in the center of the room, voices reached him, and soon he could see who was speaking.

It was a small man, extremely pale and muscular, wearing slightly dark clothes that gave him a strange medieval feeling.

'An inhabitant of the Cursed World? So there are ways for those guys to come here...' Klaus frowned. He remembered the beasts outside and realized that, possibly, it was not that the beasts were intelligent. It's that they have an intelligent controller.

According to Jasmine, cursed beasts can be tamed by the inhabitants of that world, so if there is one nearby and several cursed beasts guarding it, it's normal to think that he is the tamer.

"Jiji, little ones, you may be rich in your city, but before my World, you are a piece of crap that we can throw away. Understand that the only value you have..." This small man stopped talking, squeezed the small knife he held in his hands, and plunged it into the arm of the man before him.

The scream of the man who was stabbed came even though his mouth was half covered, but along with his scream, there also came a blow to his jaw from the side of him.

The blow sent the man face down to the ground, with a couple of teeth knocked out.

The people tied up next to him were two children and three women, one middle-aged and two minors. Seeing how they looked desperately at the fallen man, one could guess they were a family.

"Hmph. The only thing of value you guys have is Nithim Twice's information. Maybe I can let you live if you tell me what you know." He smiled.

The man who had been beaten, the leader of this little family, looked up, angry. "You bastard, Nithim Twice is not something you can mess with... Aghhh..." With the blindfold out of his mouth, he was able to speak but suddenly received a hard kick in the mouth, which made him spit out a couple more teeth.

The insistent shouting of the smaller ones and the women, made the small man, who was the leader here, move his hands towards his subordinates. "Beat the children and the women. They are of no use; they only have precious information."

Though hesitant for a moment, the men behind quickly nodded after the small man gave them a stern look.

"Yes, sir."

Then, those guys started beating those little children and women as if they were punching bags. The pain on the face of the man who had been hit first was palpable; even the older woman was not worried about her injuries; she was trying to protect her children, although she did not seem to succeed.

Klaus frowned at the sight.

'Nithim Twice... Is it some organization? I heard that the organization I'm in is called Red Tower...'

He didn't know this information, and he couldn't get into it since he didn't know what this was all about.

'The mission says I'm supposed to rescue these guys, but if you don't give me information on why I'm supposed to rescue them, don't expect me to complete it quickly. A dying man can still be saved; let me listen a little longer.' He thought.

Although it was unfortunate that young children were involved in this, as they were probably innocent and had no idea what their parents were involved in, that's life. Sometimes, parental decisions can land the most saintly and innocent in the worst hole, as cruel as that sounds.

If you decide to kill, you must keep in mind that they might take revenge. And revenge will not necessarily fall on your body, as in this case.

The little man from the Cursed World has a mission, too. He wants information from Nithim Twice. However, although he may know that the older man has that information, he doesn't need to hurt him to get it.

If it is for any revenge, that member of the cursed world knows that the cruelest revenge or the terrifying knife is the one that is aimed at the loved ones of the principal offender. It will hurt that man more to see his children screaming in agony than to see himself doing it.

Between blows and blows, small children and younger women began to vomit blood, and some lost teeth in an irreparable situation; seeing this injected the man's eyes in blood. Hatred gripped his body, but he could do nothing. He was bound with chains he could not break.

But he seemed hard-hearted. Even though he saw his children like this, he didn't want to give up. Maybe he wasn't a good father, he had very high ideals with Nithim Twice, or he was just stubborn.

That's why he remained impassive, though filled with hatred inside.

But the older woman was not the same. She soon let out a cry.

"Wait, wait! I'll talk; I know what my husband knows about Nithim Twice! Please stop hitting them!"

The small man looked at the woman and raised his hand. The hitters stood still.

"Speak up. You haven't said anything for a while. I thought you were mute, " he sneered.

The woman glared back at him. "Tell your men to stay away from my family, and I'll talk."

"Marly!"

"You shut up! My children were not made to be in this situation!" She shouted in response to her husband, who planned to make her keep quiet.

The small man sighed and walked over to her. He placed one of his feet on one of her legs and stomped on it. "Do you think you are in a position to bargain with me?" he growled, stomping on her harder until he affected her bone.

Still, this woman was strong-hearted. She endured the pain as long as she could and didn't take her eyes off him.

"If you wanted to or could kill us, you would have done it already. But you need that information, don't you? I need my family alive. Let's make a trade; I'll give you what you want, and you'll set my family free. I'm not as dumb as he is, that I won't say something when my family is in danger."

He stared at her and frowned slightly, showing his annoyance. But despite the minutes passing, she didn't look away and kept her gaze steady, which made him sigh.

"Tsk, I always thought everyone in this world was a bunch of crap, but it seems there's still one decent human left." He said, looking at his men to make them back off.

These obeyed after laying them all back against the wall.

"Untie us. If you then return to your words, you will kill us when you get the information, and we won't be able to do anything." She said suddenly.

"You are demanding, woman. I remind you that you are my hostages, and your men will soon betrayed by your men, so those who come to rescue you will not arrive..." he said, but suddenly, he heard an explosion outside.