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The Game of a Legendary Genius Dark Mage

Chapter 189 · Oct 20, 2026

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After hearing Seong’s response, Lazear trembled and thought to himself.

Why are there so many?

With such a modest level of strength, how could he have so many subordinates?

Countless questions flooded his mind.

Even though his own strength had been reduced to match Seong’s level, now only five remained.

But twelve?

He couldn’t understand, though his thoughts suddenly shifted.

‘Perhaps because he’s weak, he created so many?’

It ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) could very well be the case.

‘It’s also beneath dignity to increase numbers recklessly.’

Lazear comforted himself with this thought and slowly closed his eyes.

“Let’s go with five.”

“...?”

Seong tilted his head at Lazear’s words.

He had said he would match the number, yet five?

Could it really be that few?

Seong wanted to ask but chose not to.

‘If the number’s small, then we’ll just finish quickly.’

Surely, the Blood Lord, Lazear, wouldn’t have just five subordinates, right?

However, the question of how to send them out was on his mind.

Lazear was the Blood Lord, a being with the title of the Demon King.

His subordinates would surely be vampires.

Thinking back to past experiences, Seong recalled something.

‘A type of existence where the subordinates are stronger than the lord himself.’

There were roles in war, like commanders or generals, whose job wasn’t to fight directly but to boost the morale and abilities of their troops.

Lazear likely belonged to such a type of job as well.

And being a lord, he certainly wasn’t weak.

So, he needed to choose his subordinates carefully.

‘I’m not sure about the matchups or attributes, but I’ll pick the strongest ones first.’

At least, even if he lost, he wouldn’t feel unjustified.

Seong began mentally ranking his subordinates by strength.

First, without a doubt, Helena had to be included.

Next would be Drakanos.

However, Drakanos had fought Raktila just yesterday, so he needed some rest.

Without Drakanos, the next strongest would be Anemore.

But...

‘Can I even bring Anemore out here?’

Seong glanced around.

The castle was large, but still just a spacious hall.

It wouldn’t be easy to use Anemore’s strengths in aerial combat here.

It seemed Anemore would have to be passed over.

Next, the strongest after Anemore would be Fiora.

Fiora had to be included.

Then, the ones that were close in strength were Leonic, Valtar, and Serpina.

‘So, five it is?’

As Seong continued to plan, Lazear, with only five subordinates at his disposal, was thinking of something else.

This new Overlord, who seemed so weak.

Though he himself had been weakened to a similar level.

Having been in slumber for so long, and bound by the vow with Helena, he had become weaker.

This reduced his number of subordinates, and also his available power.

But even if he was weakened, an Overlord was still an Overlord.

He was an overwhelming lord among other lords.

Lazear’s thoughts raced.

‘Five. But they shouldn’t be evenly distributed.’

All of Lazear’s subordinates slept within his blood.

Which ones would receive more blood would determine their strength.

Strategizing well was crucial.

Seong would need to carefully choose where to place each subordinate.

That would be the key to winning.

As Lazear focused on his strategy, an idea suddenly struck him.

‘There’s no reason to stick to the 5 out of 3 win rule.’

Originally, he had planned to follow the traditional 5-out-of-3 win system.

However, given the strangely high number of subordinates Seong had, this could become a variable.

Would a larger number really mean that each subordinate would be weak?

No, that couldn’t be the case.

Perhaps considering the subordinates left by the former Overlord, Helena...

There was no need to take the risk of adhering to the old system.

At least five might have a powerful subordinate.

With this thought, Lazear’s mind shifted toward victory, and he came to a conclusion.

“We’ll make it a tournament-style battle, where the winner fights the next winner until there’s only one left standing.”

Seong raised an eyebrow at this suggestion, clearly confused.

Was it really necessary?

“Hmm?”

“If all five belong to the same side, the winner will be determined by that side’s victory.”

“I don’t mind.”

“Good.”

It was foolish.

With this format, he could assign minimal power to the other four and create the strongest possible subordinate.

Even if the former Overlord, Helena, had left something behind, the strongest subordinate would still triumph.

Lazear had no doubt about it.

Meanwhile, Seong didn’t question Lazear’s proposal.

He had already planned to win.

Seong thought of his placement strategy and finished his preparations.

Though he could have spent more time thinking about strategies and placements...

If the competition were truly about determining the final winner through a tournament, then strategy wouldn’t matter much.

Following the proper order, he decided to bring out the weakest subordinate first and then progressively stronger ones.

Helena was, naturally, last.

It was intentional.

‘Bringing out Helena first would be a bit... awkward.’

After all, Lazear had a trauma-like aversion to Helena.

So, it would probably be best to bring her out last.

As Seong thought this, Lazear asked.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes, we can start right away.”

Lazear nodded, and with a gesture of his hand, blood spilled out, forming a shape.

The blood gradually turned into a woman, with pale skin and a vibrant, red hue to her lips and eyes.

As soon as the woman appeared, she turned to Lazear, bowed deeply, and called out.

“Ahh!!! I greet my eternal lord, the immortal Blood Lord who rules all our kin.”

“Niella, it’s been a long time.”

“Ah, to think you remember such a humble name. It’s an honor.”

“Go, claim victory.”

“Understood!”

Seong, seeing her unwavering loyalty, nodded slightly and summoned his subordinates.

He hadn’t prepared a specific order, but as luck would have it, the first to be summoned was a female subordinate.

A teal-colored portal appeared in the air, and from it, a graceful woman with dark blue hair neatly tied walked out.

It was Serpina.

She appeared before Seong and, with a demure voice, spoke.

“Thank you for summoning me.”

“Yeah, it’s a duel. Go and win.”

“Understood.”

Her lighthearted manner of speaking made the vampire called Niella sneer.

“Hmph, such lack of formality even with your lord. It’s utterly ridiculous.”

“......”

Meanwhile, Lazear’s mouth twitched slightly as he looked at Serpina.

His brow furrowed for a moment as he observed her.

She looked familiar.

As he ransacked his memories, a woman’s face flashed through his mind.

‘The Night Witch?’

The Night Witch, Serpina Nightbloom.

Lazear’s memory stirred, and he stared at her, confused.

Compared to the past, she appeared just as degraded as him.

But how was she still alive?

He had heard she was dead.

What was going on?

Although he couldn’t understand it, Lazear didn’t dwell on it too much.

Even though Niella hadn’t given her all, she was still his subordinate.

‘Perhaps there’s a chance for victory.’

With that thought, Lazear watched Niella.

Her confidence was certainly rising.

Perhaps?

He watched as they both ascended into the arena.

And then, naturally, the blood-red orb appeared in the center of the arena.

As it floated in the air, the orb signaled the start of the battle.

Both realized that was the signal.

However, even though Serpina understood the signal, she didn’t move.

Niella, seeing this, sneered and used her full power to cast her magic.

The blood-scented magic of a vampire.

A series of blood magic circles materialized behind Niella.

“Kahahaha! Cry and beg all you want, it won’t matter...”

Just as she was about to launch her attack, a sudden red moon appeared in the sky.

The moonlight gathered and concentrated into a single beam that shot down toward the earth.

The words Niella had started to speak were cut off as the red moonlight descended upon her head.

Boom!

The ground where Niella stood, along with the arena itself, seemed to melt away from the intense moonlight.

A massive hole formed, and Niella was completely erased, leaving no trace behind, not even a drop of blood.

A single instant victory.

Serpina watched the scene calmly and spoke.

“It’s my victory, right?”

“......”

Lazear couldn’t bring himself to say anything at Serpina’s haughty declaration.

No matter how minimal Lazear had made the number of subordinates,

Niella shouldn’t have fallen so easily.

Yet, she was defeated in a single moment.

Lazear had to shake off the confusion and nodded.

“Round 1 goes to the Overlord, you have won.”

“Yes, it seems that way.”

“We’ll proceed to the next round.”

Lazear thought about changing his strategy, but then shook his head.

That woman who looked just like the Night Witch might be the strongest of the subordinates.

This might actually work out.

At least, if she’s this strong,

Lazear believed that creating the strongest subordinate from the most powerful blood would certainly lead to victory.

Having come to this conclusion, Lazear summoned another subordinate for the second round.

Again, blood rose and took form.

This time, a vampire man with black cloak and feathers emerged, looking like a model out of a magazine.

A handsome vampire with blonde hair and a flowing cloak, he appeared before Lazear, just like Niella, and shouted in loyalty.

“My lord, our lord of all blood kin! I, Damien, am honored to meet you.”

“Damien, long time no see. Go and win.”

“I shall bring victory to my lord.”

With that, Damien turned to head toward the arena.

The arena, which had been destroyed by Serpina’s red moonlight, had already been restored to its original state.

Seong looked on impassively, then opened the portal to the Underworld again.

Next to be summoned was—

“Kahahahaha!!! It’s an honor to be the fourth! Lord!!!”

With a wild laugh, Valtar emerged, boasting his blood-red skin and a massive greatsword.

Damien, who had called himself “Damien,” scowled at him.

“What a pitiful, wretched creature. His disgraceful appearance in front of his lord—unworthy of any interaction.”

“Hm? Is that my opponent?”

Ignoring Damien’s words, Valtar asked Seong.

Damien, furious, was about to confront him.

Valtar, however, didn’t even care, keeping his eyes on Seong.

Seong nodded in response.

“Hah.”

Damien, filled with anger, unsheathed his sharp claws and glared at Valtar, clearly intent on killing him.

Just then, the blood-red orb appeared in the center of the arena.

And as the orb signaled the start of the battle...

Bam!

Damien charged forward, moving rapidly toward Valtar, intending to shred him with his claws.

But suddenly, his vision spun wildly.

Damien was left confused, staring blankly at the unfolding scene.

What was happening?

Just then, he heard a voice above his head.

“Haah. Is this how it is?”

Valtar, lazily yawning, spoke calmly.

Damien stared at him, baffled.

‘Why are you above me?’

But no words came out.

He could only mouth silently.

Valtar, noticing his confusion, replied casually.

“Your body is over there.”

With a twist of his hand, Valtar pointed to Damien’s body.

Damien, looking in that direction, saw his own body, its head severed and his body crumbling away.

Valtar, ever so kindly, tossed Damien’s severed head toward his disintegrating body.

And just like that, Damien’s consciousness was lost.

Lazear, who had witnessed everything, couldn’t help but feel his eyes shaking violently.

‘What on earth just happened?’

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