The Game of a Legendary Genius Dark Mage-Chapter 313
[Your play session is about to end.]
At that regretful message, Seong clicked his tongue in disappointment.
Despite the demon ambush midway, they had only just reached about the halfway point.
Naturally, it was frustrating.
Apparently, Babaros had received the same message and looked just as disappointed.
Then, as if time itself froze, the surroundings paused completely, and another message appeared.
[The scenario will resume once all party members reconnect.]
“A shame, but it can’t be helped.”
“Ugh... just when things were getting interesting...”
“Yeah, no choice.”
Seong sighed, and Babaros let out a long breath of disappointment.
But there was nothing to be done.
They agreed to log back in at 9 PM, Korean time.
With that, both logged out.
Seong emerged from the capsule with a face full of lingering regret.
Still, today had given him a lot to think about.
There could be another wielder of the Galaxy Sword Dance out there...
It might be a user, or it might be an NPC.
From what Hindel had said, it seemed even he had never met that successor personally.
One of the few memories Seong had glimpsed from Hindel suggested he had died without ever meeting them.
Wouldn’t it be interesting if we did meet?
And Seong himself was the Overlord, after all.
If there really was another successor out there, it piqued his curiosity.
He shook his head, clearing the thoughts.
If fate allowed it, they would meet.
If not, then not.
That’s all there was to it.
Thinking that, Seong stepped out of his room.
Maybe my sister knows something?
If anyone would, it’d be Yu Mina—she was encyclopedic with game info.
But when he came out for dinner, his family was wearing odd expressions.
Expressions full of warmth, like they were watching something heartwarming.
Noticing it, Seong asked, voice slightly awkward.
“W-What’s with you guys?”
“Hehe~ Nothing at all~ Come eat, dear~”
“Ahem, your dad’s rooting for you.”
Ina-gyeong and Yoo Gwang-jin said strange things, both looking suspiciously pleased.
When Seong looked at his sister...
Whii-whii~
She was trying to whistle—badly.
What the hell?
Seong stared in disbelief.
What nonsense did she say this time?
Best not to get involved.
So instead, he turned to her and asked,
“You ever heard of the Galaxy Sword Dance?”
“Galaxy Sword Dance?”
Yu Mina tilted her head, looking puzzled.
Well, he appreciated the change of topic...
But she clearly didn’t know what it was.
Seeing that, Seong just focused on eating dinner.
Yu Mina, of course, pressed the issue.
“What is that???”
Chew chew.
“Hey! What is it!?”
Seong just ignored her and kept chewing, causing her to grow more and more frustrated.
But Seong remained unmoved.
From across the table:
“Mina, you brought this on yourself.”
“Seriously, do you think Seong’s going to explain after what you did?”
“Agh! Why is no one on my side in this house!?”
Mina shouted and pouted but still dug into dinner again.
The bulgogi and lettuce wraps were just too good to walk away from.
So both Seong and Mina quietly continued eating, chewing in harmony.
3.
The next morning.
Lee Won-sang, as always, started his day by checking on Seong’s ongoing quest.
After all, this was a scenario set in the past—practically another time period.
There were many variables to consider.
Even though he had already given Seong the Galaxy Sword Dance himself...
There had been unexpected moments, like Helena secretly giving Seong a skill.
He’d been told not to interfere, knowing there was no way to stop it—
But it was still his job to keep track of variables and them.
So he accessed Immortal’s dev interface and inquired about possible variables.
Only to receive the response:
[UNKNOWN]
“Sigh... seriously, Helena is unbelievable.”
Even Immortal had declared Helena the most powerful NPC in Eternal World history.
So the system couldn’t generate proper predictions about her.
What a headache.
But what could he do?
If even Immortal didn’t know, there was no way he could calculate anything.
As talented as Lee Won-sang was, this was beyond his capabilities.
So, he opened a direct line to Chairman Park Won and sent a message:
[Lee Won-sang] – Chairman Park Won. The current scenario seems to be following the same pattern as the last, diving into a historical quest line. Since it’s once again related to Helena, I’m ing in case any variables arise.
He got a response almost immediately.
[Chairman Park Won] – No need to worry. Looks like this one’s the Warlord Will Baghdad scenario, right? Helena has no intersection with it. She’s extremely busy during this time period.
Won-sang blinked.
Busy?
Even for Helena?
He tilted his head, still skeptical.
But then, as if reading his thoughts, another message came through:
[Chairman Park Won] – I’ve sent you the relevant footage and documents from that period.
Won-sang opened the attached files and began watching.
Soon, he found himself nodding in agreement.
Yeah, if that’s what she was up to... then Helena wouldn’t have time to intervene.
He finally relaxed.
As for Babaros, that guy just wandered solo reading books.
No need for strict supervision there.
So he left the party alone.
Then—
“Hey, sir, if you’re not gonna watch that party anymore, shouldn’t you check on the top-ranking players? Rankings are super competitive right now.”
Oh Jin-hyuk chimed in casually.
Won-sang swallowed and replied:
“Ahem. He’s still a top-priority user. Gotta keep an eye on him.”
Jin-hyuk grinned knowingly.
“Will Baghdad’s storyline is pretty entertaining.”
“...That’s not why.”
“Oh? Should I close the screen then?”
“Shut up. They’re logging in now.”
“...Ooh!”
He’s so not honest, Jin-hyuk thought, grinning as he sat beside Won-sang to keep watching.
Just yesterday, they’d been cursing the villagers who wronged Will together.
Work had lightened up lately, so they could afford the time.
Either way, they both kept watching as Seong and Babaros reconnected.
4.
As usual, Seong followed his routine.
Wake up early, go for a run, shower, eat the breakfast his mom made—
Then log in.
The only change in routine:
“I should add that Rapid Guild dinner on Monday to my calendar.”
Gamers tended to have free schedules, so they’d picked a slow day like Monday.
Today was Thursday.
So the dinner was just four days away.
“Huh, sooner than I thought.”
Four days would fly by.
Seong made a mental note and climbed into the capsule.
Dinner could wait.
Right now, he had to focus on the scenario.
From what he’d learned so far:
Even the old Kingdom of Rieskan was tied to demons.
Shame Hindel hadn’t known.
Then again, if they were determined to hide it, it made sense.
And—
The current generation’s Sword Saint has issues, but it looks like the past one did too.
He’d thought the title was just “knight,”
But apparently not.
Something about the title “Sword Saint” reeked.
The details might never come to light, but for now, Seong logged in.
Clearing the familiar welcome message, he saw the world still frozen in time.
Everything was cast in shades of gray.
Except for one person ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) already moving.
“Ah, welcome!”
“You’re early again today.”
Seong had logged in five minutes before 9—but Babaros had beaten him again.
“Hehe, I got here five minutes early this time.”
“I see.”
So he came ten minutes early?
After exchanging greetings, another message appeared before them:
[Would you like to resume the scenario?]
“Looks like a buffer to help us adjust.”
“Yeah, so things don’t hit too abruptly.”
The system could be surprisingly considerate sometimes.
Once both confirmed, time began moving again.
The expedition resumed as before.
But Will tilted his head, looking puzzled.
“Hm?”
“What’s wrong?”
“What is it?”
Will glanced at both of them with a curious look.
“Not a big deal... it just feels like your positions changed a little.”
The two flinched slightly.
But they brushed it off.
“Really?”
“Maybe you just missed a step.”
“Oh... maybe.”
With both of them playing it cool, Will let it go.
Not a big deal, after all.
Both sighed inwardly in relief.
Phew. Didn’t get caught.
Wouldn’t matter if we did, but still startled me.
It wasn’t critical, but Seong gave a faint smile at the near miss.
As the three continued their expedition—
Seong noticed a strange gaze.
Hmm?
The court mage of the Kingdom of Rieskan.
He was one of the rare few mages in that knight-centric nation.
That alone was enough to raise eyebrows.
But come to think of it...
Wasn’t there demon involvement in the Caliber Tower too?
Suspicious.
When Seong looked at the court mage suspiciously, the man quickly looked away.
His lips were moving, fingers subtly guiding mana—seemed like he was transmitting a message.
Seong’s expression darkened.
What’s this guy up to?
That uneasy feeling grew sharper.
—Should I have Fiora stealthily tail him?
—I-I’ll do my best if you let me...
Though her voice trembled, Fiora was reliable.
Seong nodded and quietly opened a gate to the underworld.
Something shot out swiftly and silently.
No one noticed it.
Fiora had emerged—and now clung to the court mage.
She began to listen in.
[That Hero’s disciple is becoming a problem.]
—We can’t deal with him directly right now.
[We’ll suppress the information from our side. If word reaches the Hero, it’ll be trouble.]
—We’ll use demons to handle it.
[Do it as fast as possible. We’ve already taken the Hero’s family hostage. Once the demon matter’s resolved, we’ll pin the blame on her.]
Seong’s expression darkened.
Had it been anyone else, they might’ve lost their temper right then.
But Seong kept his cool.
So it started here...
This is when Hindel began to fall under their influence.
His blood boiled—
But he held back.
For now, there wasn’t much he could do.
Wait.
Actually...
There is something I can do.
Something deeply satisfying.
Oh?
And sure enough—
A new demon appeared.
A shadow-shrouded figure with a massive greatsword emerged—like darkness incarnate.
“KUAHAHAHAHA!!! The great Valtar... no, Lord ROCK shall bring you despair!!!”
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Chapter 313
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