The Game of a Legendary Genius Dark Mage-Chapter 292

Seong hesitated for a moment—should he say it or not?

Should he tell her that those floating orbs weren’t ancestral spirits, but that the real ancestors were right behind her?

He chose not to. Best to just stay quiet for now.

After all, he needed to talk to her first.

As Seong remained silent, the old woman nodded in understanding and spoke.

“It’s not much, but please, sit.”

“...Yes.”

Seong answered politely and took a seat across from her.

The old woman observed him closely.

Though Seong had been surprised by the ancestral spirits, the old woman, too, was surprised by Seong.

She had sensed he was a Lord from the very beginning.

But seeing him in person, she was taken aback by the mysterious power emanating from him.

There was something about him that seemed to pull her in.

Of course, being close to death, her soul had slightly detached from her body—and that was why she could feel Seong’s power so acutely.

Not that she realized it.

‘Truly remarkable...’

The old woman couldn’t help but acknowledge the mysterious strength she felt—something beyond just the power of a Lord.

As for Seong—

[You have exhibited power beyond your current stats due to ‘Unknown Power’.]

[Wisdom +5, Intelligence +5 has permanently increased.]

[You have exhibited power beyond your current stats due to ‘Unknown Power’.]

[Wisdom +7, Intelligence +3 has permanently increased.]

[You have exhibited power beyond your current stats due to ‘Unknown Power’.]

[Wisdom +3, Intelligence +7 has permanently increased.]

‘Oh. As expected, she’s a former Grand Shaman.’

He had absorbed the memories and experiences of the ancestors, and from them he had learned quite a bit.

Their current situation.

What they needed most.

And even details about the demons.

As Seong silently processed all of this,

The old woman looked at him and said,

“Hehehe, I’m sure you have many questions about us.”

Just as she said this and paused to let him speak,

The spirits behind her started whispering among themselves.

—Ugh! I can’t stand the way he pretends to know everything.

—Dear, just tell him we told him everything!

—Why must we be stuck here watching this, seriously!

Hearing all that,

Seong nodded and said,

“No, it’s fine. Your ancestors’ spirits told me everything.”

“...What???”

The old woman stared at him, taken aback.

And then her expression darkened, brows furrowing slightly.

Was he just flattering her as a shaman?

He might be a Lord and possess strange powers, sure—

But he was still an outsider.

And now he claimed the ancestral spirits told him?

Even she couldn’t understand what the ancestors said.

If you’re going to lie, at least be subtle about it.

Did he not realize such clumsy flattery would only make things worse?

‘Tch, one must always hide lies within truths...’

She gave Seong a bitter look.

She figured she’d test him a bit, see what he really knew.

But before she could speak—

“The village was completely taken over by demons. I already heard that from Taukan. But since hearing it from the ancestors might seem vague, let’s be clear—after the first attack, you used the power of nature to bind the demons and barely escaped, right? That’s how you ended up in this slum.”

“...???”

How... did he know that?

The old woman was stunned, speechless, mouth agape.

And Seong continued,

“To be more specific, when you inherited the title of Grand Shaman, you cried and said you didn’t want it, that you wanted to get married ins—”

“S-Stop! I-I believe you!!!”

“...Huh?”

“Y-Yes, really! Someone might hear, so please, stop talking!”

Despite saying that, there was still doubt in her eyes.

Seong tilted his head slightly.

“Shall I share what the previous Grand Shaman said back then?”

“...W-What?”

“He said, ‘With that face, you’ll never—’”

“S-Stop! I get it, I believe you!”

As Seong repeated the quote word for word,

The old woman raised both hands and gave in.

How could this be?

At first, she’d been flustered and embarrassed.

But now—

“Haaah... to think you can actually hear the ancestors speak...”

She murmured in disbelief.

She had always wished to communicate with the spirits and use their words to guide her shamanic wisdom.

But she had never been able to.

And now, this foreign Lord could do it.

She felt jealous, yes.

But more than that, she felt a kind of fear toward the overwhelming power before her.

Meanwhile, Seong—

After finishing the conversation with the Grand Shaman:

[You have completed the scenario quest: 『The Native Tribes』.]

[You have received rewards.]

[A new scenario quest has been generated: 『The Slums of Heptarion』.]

Seeing the new quest, he was satisfied.

The more the quest continued, the closer he’d get to the demons.

Now that another day had passed, only two remained.

Time was getting tight, but Seong looked calm.

Now that he had found the natives,

Everything else was falling into place.

If the natives hadn’t all been wiped out,

The demons would definitely still be trying to collect them as materials.

Which meant—

‘The culprit always shows up again.’

The demons would surely return.

And that demon—

‘Must be one of those working at the Tower.’

That meant the tail was already exposed.

Seong smiled.

This trap would be easier to set than expected.

Knights patrolled the roads, keeping the city under strict surveillance.

And amidst the shadows, a figure darted silently across rooftops, grumbling.

‘If not for the Sword Saint’s manhunt, I could move more freely.’

The one sneaking across the rooftops was a demon embedded in the city.

The others were busy with their work, so he had to do this part himself—but it was annoying.

Even if they were just humans, these knights from the Kingdom of Rieskan—

Each one was strong enough that a demon couldn’t afford to be careless.

Which meant he had to move cautiously.

Why was he doing this?

‘I heard there are natives hiding in the city.’

If that was true—

Capture one, interrogate them, and they’d eventually give up where the others were hiding.

That was why he moved like a shadow.

But there were very {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} few humans who even knew where the city-dwelling natives were gathered.

Still, it wasn’t hard to guess.

‘Disgusting humans, always discriminating. Those natives must be in that garbage dump of a place.’

Discriminated against, the natives surely lived in the slums.

So he headed there first.

As he approached—

Something felt off.

The demon turned his head.

“...?”

A slash came flying straight at him.

The strike, filled with stars as if containing the cosmos, made the demon panic.

‘What is this...!?’

His stealth and infiltration had been perfect—

Yet a sword aura was flying at him out of nowhere?

Was he spotted by a knight?

He raised his hand to block it,

But the burning, cosmic-like energy forced him to deflect the strike quickly.

Shiiiiiing!

The sword aura vanished into the air.

And just then, a knight wearing the Tower’s armband charged at him from the shadows.

The demon recognized the face.

And he clenched his teeth.

‘How did he find me!?’

Unless he had known the demon would appear here—

There was no way he could’ve been spotted.

But then he sensed something—

An overwhelming opposing energy.

‘This guy... he’s my worst match.’

A knight with energy directly countering demonic power.

That could explain it.

And if he stayed here any longer, he’d be forced into a fight.

What should he do?

Run?

But the Sword Saint was coming in two days.

‘I-I need to gather materials.’

Paralyzed by indecision, just then—

The knight rushed in like a comet trailing a long tail of light.

Seeing that, the demon gritted his teeth.

‘Damn it. I’ll have to deal with this one first.’

He would definitely interfere with collecting materials.

But fighting here wouldn’t be easy.

If things got loud, other knights would show up—and side with the revealed knight.

That couldn’t happen.

So the demon quickly cloaked himself in demonic energy and prepared to teleport away.

It was time to retreat.

But just then—

A flash of starlight, like a single, focused burst of energy, shot forward.

And the demon’s shoulder was pierced.

Fwoooosh!

“Gaaagh!!!”

He screamed in agony—

But it was fine.

The teleport went through, and he vanished instantly.

Seong, watching the spot where the demon had escaped, smiled.

Not red blood, but ashen blood stained the rooftop.

He looked at it and muttered knowingly.

“Knew you’d come.”

He hadn’t thought the Sword Saint’s deadline applied only to him.

And he was right.

—Now it’s certain.

“Yeah. This is getting interesting.”

Seong and Helena stood atop the roof, exchanging words.

Meanwhile, back at the Tower,

The demon gritted his teeth, tending to his blood-soaked wound.

‘That new guard knight...’

He had left him alone at first, thinking it’d be suspicious if a new recruit suddenly disappeared.

But now—

He had to die.

No matter what.

‘Not alone, though.’

He’d have to bring him to where the others were.

Seong headed to the Tower, just like usual.

Only this time, something was different.

“Hey, Yu-hyeon. The Captain’s looking for you.”

“Yes, understood.”

He got summoned the moment he arrived.

It hadn’t happened in the past few days, but Seong didn’t think much of it.

In fact—

‘So it begins.’

Curious to see how things would go, Seong went straight to the Captain’s office.

Upon arrival,

He found that the Captain was alone.

No one else was there.

Just as expected?

As Seong looked at him, the Captain said,

“Ah, nothing major—just another escort assignment today.”

“Is that so?”

As expected. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Seong nodded.

Then the Captain added,

“Today’s a bit of a difficult one. Handle them with care.”

“Yes, of course.”

Just then, the door opened.

A man entered.

The Captain introduced him.

“This is Magician Edian.”

A man with a gloomy atmosphere—Edian.

Seong looked at him and greeted him politely.

“I look forward to working with you.”

And in his mind—

‘Found him.’