Loser's redo: Transmigration in a novel

The door of the room opened smoothly without making a sound.

There a person with the same Ash-grey hair as Zevkoras stood with a cold expression looking at Zick. His name was Jarvin Melvix, the first born son of the Melvix family and also the youngest person to become a master swordsman.

Jarvin wore a white shirt and black pants which looked to be made of a very high quality material. He looked to be 20 years old but his actual age was 24. His build was medium with a lot of muscle all over his body.

'Hmph, so he came back at last.....'

Jarvin was internally extremely dissatisfied and even had killing intent against Zick, he had completed the mission given to him four months ago but Zevkoras had told him to wait for at least another two heirs to complete their mission before receiving the reward along with them.

Though Jarvin was feeling very unwilling, he could do nothing about it, in the end he was still an heir not the lord so he had followed what Zevkoras told. Luckily he didn't have to wait for long.

The second daughter and the fourth son of the Melvix family were able to complete their missions two months ago, this made him realise that Zevkoras had not given all the heirs random missions, they were all somehow connected with each other.

Jarvin was happy about receiving his reward but another problem arose, the sixth son of the Melvix family was also going to finish his mission soon so Zevkoras made them wait again.

Jarvin was reaching the end of his patience, almost thinking of sending assassins after this so-called sixth son but he still somehow controlled himself.

'It's just another month...'

Jarvin knew about Zick quite a lot, even about his feat of killing hundreds of knights from the enemy's side. He had always been wary of the other heirs so he was knowledgeable about Zick's strength when he was in the battlefield so he knew that he would have sent someone strong to kill him, But he wasn't much wary of Zick.

'His chances of becoming the next head of the family is low...the Ash-grey hair that we have is the very symbol of the Melvix family and he doesn't have it!'

But again it didn't go the way Jarvin wanted it to, Zick went off on a 'vacation' for another month. But this time he couldn't even send any assassins after him because he didn't know where Zick was at.

Now that he looked at Zick who even looked handsomer than him, he was extremely dissatisfied but it changed after a second. His eyes widened as looked at Zick closely, Jarvin had more experience than any of the heirs so he knew how hiding his emotions would be very helpful but even he couldn't hide what he just felt.

'..... he became a peak rank knight....and he has even made progress in it, was the information I received false....?'

Jarvin first doubted his information network but threw it out of his mind thinking about it for a second because it didn't matter, everything would change now that Zick was a peak rank knight.

Before Zick was known as a very talented person but now he would be known as the most talented person in the whole continent!

And the Melvix family chooses their next head upon their strength and capabilities. In other words Zick now has a chance to become the next head. Which changed Jarvin's plan too.

Before his killing intent against Zick only went to the level of 'I will kill him if a chance appears' but now it went to 'something that must be killed no matter the cost'

'But killing him in the estate is impossible...'

If a heir is found out killing another heir they would lose their right to become the next head. This rule has been followed from a very long time in the Melvix family, even Jarvin could do nothing if his crime of killing Zick was found out.

Jarvin's expression went back to normal as he walked beside Zick and waited for the other heirs to arrive. Then suddenly a plan appeared within his head looking at Zick's expressionless face.

'He hasn't gone to the academy yet.....I can kill him when he goes to the academy then.'

Thinking this far, Jarvin let himself calm down if not the aura within his body would give out what he felt.

KNOCK-KNOCK.

With the sound of someone knocking on the door, it opened slowly and two people walked in.

Zick looked at them, maintaining the same expressionless face.

There two twins with Ash-grey hair stood proudly, they were the second daughter and the fourth son of the Melvix family. The second daughter looked to be 18 years old with exquisite features. She wore a loose white shirt which didn't match her size and jeans. She had a bright smile on her face unlike Jarvin and Zick expressions.

The fourth son wore a brownish white suit, his age looked to be the same as the second daughter as they were twins. He had a calm look like someone who analyses and thinks about things deeply.

Walking beside Jarvin, the second daughter raises her hand like greeting someone and speaks to Zick.

"Hey there, my name is Janete Melvix!"

Her voice was as bright as her expression.

Zick looked at her blankly for a second, then nodding his head towards her, he directly started ignoring her and looked towards Zevkoras.

Janete had a disappointed expression but still Zick didn't care about it. Zick didn't care about the other heirs as he had already made up his mind on leaving this place a long time ago.

"Now that all four of you have gathered here I will let you choose a reward.....still...."

Zevkoras had a small smile on his face as he started speaking but it vanished and a solemn expression took its place.

"The other heirs....those garbage weren't able to complete their task in the end..."

Zevkoras didn't hide what he felt about the other heirs, the mission given to them was without a doubt easier than the one he had given to Zick.

When Zick was sent to the battlefield he was just a middle rank knight and he had survived in between the high and peak rank knights in the battlefield which was without a doubt the hardest mission Among them.

But still Zick went past Zevkoras expectations all the time and brought results which could be said was excellent or something impossible.

And the current Zick in Zevkoras eyes was very more pleasing than the Zick before the battlefield.

'Yes....that is how it's supposed to be....smile isn't meant for us, instead that emotionless expression is what fits us the most.'

Zevkoras didn't let what he felt be noticed by the others and took out five items from within his space ring.

The five item were- a golden ring, a blood red earring, a long sword, a magic staff made of a green wood and in the end two brown boots.