Loser's redo: Transmigration in a novel

While Zick tempered his body using battle intent, in the outside world. f𝗿𝗲e𝒘e𝚋ｎ૦𝘃𝙚𝑙.com

Levienel and the cat pulled back to the wuirsec region briskly, they carried Thevel's body along with them.

They returned to the place they were at priorly and landed down.

Zick had been affected by a mythical-grade artifact, knocking him motionless.

"Do you have any method to wake him up?" Levienel asked the cat blankly. She didn't have any method that could save Zick.

The cat was silent for a few seconds before replying: "...I don't have a method with a hundred percent success rate, but I have a way that we can try...." The cat was hesitant while saying this.

"Then, Why are you hesitating? You know that it would be almost impossible for him to come out. The more time passes, the higher the chance he may die..." Levienel understood The severity of the situation, thus she urged the cat.

If Zick died, Levienel would have to look for another owner. This task would be hard, especially when she wasn't aware of the sword, Grace's ownership requirement.

The cat didn't hesitate for long too, it was grateful to Zick for freeing it. It wanted to repay this favor so it exerted itself.

With a wave of the cat's hand, the black neckless left Thevel and flew above Zick.

The cat was aware of the specifics of this artifact, its origin was unknown but its ability was widespread in a certain era.

It had gone down in history as an accursed item.

"This neckless must have absorbed Thevel's soul, which is the reason I couldn't save him. That human must be reliving this guy's memories right now." The cat said while inspecting the neckless.

Levienel nodded her head not saying anything, she felt it to be suspicious too when Thevel's soul suddenly vanished.

In reality, it was just absorbed by the neckless.

"Dark magic is specialized in destroying connections and any form of energy, this neckless is connected to Zick right at the moment — so I should be able to break it!" The cat spoke with determination.

But it was not as easy as the cat made it sound. If it was, the regretful soul entrapment wouldn't have been so famous.

The black neckless fell upon Zick's chest who was laying on the ground. A deep black shadow started extending from the surrounding ground and engulfed both the neckless and Zick.

The cat closed its eyes and seemed to be struggling against something.

At that instant, a white pillar extended from neckless and directly attacked the cat!

It was so fast that the cat was not able to react at all. At the correct time, Levienel created a golden shield around the cat, saving it.

But even the golden shield was cracked in multiple places, this made Levienel stare at neckless with wariness.

The cat seemed to have realized something, directly retracting the shadows.

"This...The neckless is directly connected to this human's soul...If I break the connection, I would be just harming him." The cat looked extremely downcast saying this.

Soul was a very ethereal thing, some didn't even believe that it existed. But these two people were aware of its existence.

Levienel frowned lightly, she thought: 'If the soul is damaged, there is a high chance that he would die...no he would surely die with his soul.'

'He still hasn't risen to the grandmaster rank, so he can not strengthen his soul...'

This situation made these two formidable characters very helpless. Actually, if the neckless were used upon them, they would have no way of resisting too.

Before Levienel and the cat were skeptical as to how the regretful soul entrapment could harm them, but now they understood.

It was because of the soul, there were not many means to fight or resist the soul attack if there was actually one.

...

While the cat and Levienel were stuck in a hard position, in Thevel's subconscious world.

The next day, Zick, guided by two wolfmen, arrived at a huge stadium.

He had strengthened himself until he ran out of battle intent yesterday, he was somewhat confident in winning this competition.

'From what Thevel's father said, this tournament is very important and I can gain benefits too. Though it's useless to me...'

Zick had of course met with his father and showed an image of a hot-blooded youth.

'It's a letdown that there is no recovery potion here, I could have experimented to see if it was possible to recover lost battle intent.'

Zick walked behind the two who were guiding him.

A huge crowd of wolfmen surrounded the stadium shouting with excitement. The stadium was also made of a unique tree material and looked huge at first sight.

The wolfman made way for Zick, soon letting him enter.

This time, it was Zick's chance to fight first.

He went down to the stadium with a calm disposition. His opponent was already on the ground waiting for him, throwing provoking glances at him.

Looking at his opponent who had red hair with the same build as him, Zick squinted his eyes. The confidence radiated by his opponent showed that he had something to rely on.

But Zick relaxed the next moment, he was confident in his skills.

'As long as he doesn't have the strength to kill me in one move, it should be alright.' Zick stood 40 steps from his opponent.

"Wow, the son of Meleny elder and the tribe leader's son is going to fight first? It really will be interesting watching this fight!"

"It is chosen by random but they still faced each other so soon, it must be fate, hahaha!"

Hearing this Zick had a doubt: 'Did the original Thevel lose in the first round?'

While Zick was lost in his thoughts, the umpire of this tournament walked out. He had a burly and strong build, looking quite intimidating.

"Are you ready?" The umpire asked.

Zick and his opponent nodded their heads.

"Then, start!"

The red-headed youth leaped at Zick at once with hesitation, his speed was fast. He arrived before Zick who was motionless in five seconds.

Zick continued looking on coldly: 'He had clearly strengthened himself with battle intent in the past, but why did Thevel not do it...?' He didn't think for long.

Seeing his opponent a few steps away from him, Zick's eyes shone.

The red-headed youth had its right hand's claw ready, not hiding his intent at all.

"Hmph." Zick snorted before moving a step forward.

The red-headed youth was waving his right hand, directly at Zick's face but was surprised to see him move forward so abruptly. He didn't stop and instead increased the speed of his attack using battle intent.

At that instant something surprising occurred, Zick moved his body right to his opponent's left chest and caught his hand by the elbow.

At once the red-headed youth was surprised looking at Zick's calculated move. There was no error at all, all the elders and tribe leader were surprised.

Strengthening himself using battle intent, Zick laughingly threw his opponent right to the ground using the opponent's momentum.

Bam, it was a loud sound, the redheaded youth landed right at his face, screaming in pain at once. His nose bone was broken.

Zick looked at the umpire, but seeing him not moving, he walked near his opponent and directly kicked him in the face with no regard for the damage he caused to himself.

BANG!

Zick's leg was covered in battle intent so he only felt pain but his opponent was knocked dozens of steps back with cracks in his skull.

Seeing the redheaded youth had lost consciousness, the umpire declared: " The wolfmen tribe's leader's son, Thevel Hirkel won the first round!"

Hearing this suddenly Zick felt the world turning round.

The world turned blank at that instant.

When Zick opened his eyes again, he found himself in the middle of a forest.

"Kuh...." Bearing the pain coming from his left hand, Zick turned towards it.

His left hand was a mess, it bled from multiple cuts, there were many brushes all over his body too.

Zick was currently in the 13-year-old Thevel's body.

Grrrrr...

The growling of a wolf reached Zick's ear making him focus on it.

A crimson-red wolf with its fur flaring as a flame moved towards Zick with delight in its eyes.

Looking at it, an alarm bell rang in Zick's head: 'This is flaring wolves, they have at least a middle-rank knight's strength with them....'

Zick got up at once disregarding the pain all over his body, another despairing fact hit Zick.

All his battle intent was used up!

GROWL!

Seeing its prey hurt, the wolf moved faster, but then a wolfmen girl with blazing red hair stood before the wolf.

Looking at the girl, a feeling of affection rose from deep within Zick: 'Hmm...Did Thevel fall in love with that girl?'

Zick didn't find it weird but at once he understood what Thevel's regret was. This girl must have died here!

Zick started thinking rapidly at once. His body moved towards the girl while thinking.

He knew that he had to save her no matter what.

'Right, if Thevel had survived this incident it means that someone had come and saved him. The chances of him outrunning the flaring wolf in this condition seem impossible.'

With this in the mind, Zick had to buy time until his savior appeared.

"Mister Thevel, what are you doing?! Escape quickly!" The girl seemed agitated and scared but still thought of Zick's well-being.

'Their relation seems quite close.' Zick didn't stop moving toward her.

Feeling threatened, at last, the blazing wolf leaped at the girl with intense fire covering its body.

The girl defended using her battle intent, she seemed to be at a disadvantage at first glance. Her battle intent was consumed at a rapid rate.

Seeing this, Zick started running with no care about what happened to his body.

'I can't let this go on, if she dies here, I will die too!' A fierce light shone in Zick's eyes.

Thevel was a natural fist fighter, so he had no weapon which made Zick fight with his own body.

Arriving in front of the flaring wolf held back by the girl, Zick delivered a kick to its stomach with full force.

HOWL-!

The flaring Wolfe's body only moved by a few centimeters before stabilizing but Zick got what he wanted. Its attention was distracted by him, giving the girl a chance to attack.

A fist covered-in-red battle intent landed right upon the wolf's skull throwing it dozens of meters back.

The wolfmen girl looked at Zick amazement and admiration visible on her face.

Before she could say anything, Zick some: "I will distract it from now on and you attack."

Like this Zick distracted the flaring wolf at certain intervals and successfully stalled for time.

After a while, an elder came and saved both of them.

While the beutiful girl with blazing red hair hugged him with tears in her eyes, the world started turning round again.

This time he entered the body of the 14-year-old Thevel, who was only one year away from becoming 15! Right When the tribe was attacked.