Learning about Ovelon's visit here, Zick was left in a session of deep consideration.
Right now, he had already changed to new leather armor knowing Levienel and Varine were nearing. The old armor was smeared with black blood while he absorbed the coffin doll.
'Visiting the organization isn't safe anymore. I have to find another route to collect information.' Zick didn't take a risk by visiting the organization's headquarters.
Actually, with his current grandmaster potential, Zick felt the need of collecting talented people diminishing.
But he still decided to do it anyway.
Zick had gotten a lot more vigilant compared to before.
He didn't want to risk it one bit.
So what if he had to put some effort into this matter?
It was a hundred times better than regretting not doing so in the future.