The Game of a Legendary Genius Dark Mage - Chapter 274

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Episode 274
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5.
Professional gamer.
It was a term that had existed for quite some time.
But its status had changed considerably.
If it once carried connotations of being a gaming addict,
it had now achieved the same prestige as content creators of old.
Or perhaps it was even better now than before?
It had reached a level nearly comparable to sports celebrities.
With talent, the earnings were substantial, and Guilds provided considerable support.
Most of all, earning money while gaming—
there was no better profession.
So when someone with talent became a professional gamer, it naturally inspired envy.
But of course, once it became a job, it wasn’t easy.
One’s sleep schedule could easily become inverted, damaging health, so routine management was essential. And since long hours had to be spent inside the Capsule, exercise was equally necessary.
Now, professional gamers were expected to exercise without question.
Improving physical control through exercise provided advantages in the Eternal World as well.
But Yoo Sung-hyun was somewhat different.
‘Hmm.’
Managing routines and organizing the day was the same,
but his exercise amounted to nothing more than morning runs.
Even his sister Yoo Mi-na consistently attended kendo dojos and the Gym.
Yoo Sung-hyun did none of that.
So why was it?
‘I’ve gained quite a bit of muscle lately.’
After his usual run today, he returned and was about to shower when he caught his reflection—his body had transformed so drastically from before.
Abdominal muscles had even appeared where none existed before.
Watching his body grow increasingly taut, then sculpted like carved stone, I scratched my head.
It was proper fat reduction.
Achieving this through running alone would have been nearly impossible.
Most likely—
‘It’s from absorbing Ghost’s memories and experiences.’
Indeed, I had felt my body gradually change as I absorbed memories and experiences.
This was probably the cause.
Besides, my body wasn’t deteriorating—it was improving.
I didn’t worry about it much.
My body was improving on its own.
What was there to be concerned about?
There wasn’t.
With that thought, Yoo Sung-hyun finished his shower quickly and stepped out.
As always, breakfast was already laid out on the table.
“Oh my, Sung-hyun’s here~? Come eat breakfast~”
Much of the credit for maintaining Yoo Sung-hyun’s routine went to his mother, Lee Na-kyung.
After his morning run, a shower, and then breakfast—the timing always worked out perfectly.
He sat down at the table.
Shortly after, his older sister Yoo Mi-na and his father Yoo Kwang-jin, who had finished preparing for work, joined him at the table.
A warm family meal.
It was rare for the family to gather like this every morning and eat together.
It was truly a pleasant sight.
Yoo Sung-hyun thought this as he ate his rice.
‘I should stop by the Magic Tower first today.’
With that thought, Yoo Sung-hyun continued eating.
Suddenly, his older sister Yoo Mi-na spoke to him.
“Sung-hyun, you participated in the Septem Arcana tournament this time, right???”
Lee Na-kyung and Yoo Kwang-jin, though pretending not to care, perked up their ears at Yoo Mi-na’s words.
Now he simply nodded his head without making a big deal of it and answered.
“Yeah, I participated this time.”
“Oh, and Yoo Jin said it really helped her this time?”
“Help? How?”
Rapid hadn’t even done a live broadcast.
How could it have helped?
Wasn’t the fame already there to begin with?
That’s what he thought.
But after hearing his older sister’s explanation, he understood.
“Well, usually when broadcast rights come up for tournaments like this, people refuse or redirect it to guild streams, right? This time too, except for the Forbiddens—those useless ones—most users redirected it to streams, but you openly allowed the broadcast, which became great publicity. That’s why Rapid’s YouTube channel blew up.”
“Ah, I see.”
So he’d inadvertently played the role of a promotional billboard quite well.
Of course, there were mentions that it was a shame they didn’t do a live broadcast this time.
But if the promotion turned out great in the end, wasn’t that all that mattered?
Yoo Sung-hyun brushed it off without making a big deal of it.
Yoo Mi-na wasn’t particularly concerned about it either.
They both let it pass.
“But the tournament prize was a Magic Bow, right?”
“Yeah, so I participated for that reason, but I also participated because of the Serul Spire Tower.”
“Huh? Don’t tell me it’s because of a Quest?”
“Hm?”
What does she know?
Still, his older sister was a single-rank ranker.
So her information was pretty sharp.
When Yoo Sung-hyun looked at Yoo Mi-na with that meaning in mind.
Yoo Mi-na scratched her cheek and spoke.
“Hmm, there’s no bad reputation about Serul Spire Tower, but I’ve heard the second generation Tower Master runs it quite well. But apparently they’re not on good terms with the other Magic Towers… There were rumors about them dealing in dark magic, and seeing that you have a Quest, I guess it was true???”
As expected, she was sharp.
What my sister just mentioned didn’t seem like common knowledge either.
I was slightly impressed by how thoroughly she understood it.
But it didn’t seem like she knew much beyond that.
Yoo Sung-hyun added to her words.
“Yeah, it seems like they’re probably a dark magic Necromancer Lord type.”
“Oho? So it was true—originally they were supposed to be a dark ice type.”
“That’s probably the case.”
“Anyway, since you’re going, make sure you win! Magi is tricky to deal with, but. Hehe, if it’s our Yoo Sung-hyun, you’ll definitely take the championship.”
Receiving even such praise, Yoo Sung-hyun gave a rough acknowledgment.
The somewhat noisy breakfast came to an end.
Following routine, Yoo Sung-hyun naturally returned to his room.
He immediately entered the Capsule and logged into the Eternal World.
[Welcome to the Eternal World, another world and a world eternal.]
[May fortune smile upon you, Player Yoo Sung-hyun.]
I brushed past the familiar welcome message.
And immediately summoned my minions.
Of course, I summoned the three of them—Helena, my teammate, along with Fiora and Silvanor.
“Colonel Silvanor reporting for duty, sir.”
—Lord, I answer your call.
“Yoo Sung-hyun’s here~”
With Helena greeting me with a bright smile.
I nodded and cast the cognition obstruction on Rapid and Fiora again.
A cognition obstruction skill so potent that even when wearing a black robe, people around me pay it no particular mind.
Feeling once again how impressive it was, I headed straight for the Magic Tower.
A Necromancer Lord and master of the Cerul Spire Tower.
Since I was heading to meet a named NPC and a powerful Tower Master who was also a Lord.
Even the normally composed Yoo Sung-hyun felt somewhat nervous.
I had never seen a Lord who wasn’t an enemy, excluding users.
So it couldn’t be helped.
But since they had wrapped up a gift and given it to me, and there was a friendly attitude.
I thought it wouldn’t be like that and was able to arrive at the tower.
“What brings you here?”
The guard protecting the Magic Tower asked thus.
Yoo Sung-hyun tried to answer.
But then.
“…Ah.”
The guard’s expression became vacant, as if entranced, before he nodded in acknowledgment.
Helena, witnessing this, explained it to me.
“It’s communication magic.”
“I see.”
So that’s why he looked dazed—he was listening to something.
Once I understood the reason, everything made sense.
The guard promptly opened the door for Yoo Sung-hyun and spoke.
“The Tower Master is waiting for you. Simply take the portal to the highest floor.”
With the guard’s remarkably courteous guidance, Yoo Sung-hyun entered the Cerul Spire Tower.
A magical landscape unfolded before me.
Though I had clearly stepped inside the tower.
The interior was far more expansive than the space visible from outside.
Most notably.
Whoooosh——.
Crunch, crunch.
A blizzard raged within the tower’s interior.
Despite being indoors.
The space had been crafted to resemble the outdoors.
Confronted by such magical splendor, Yoo Sung-hyun smiled, savoring the fantastical atmosphere.
Since this was my first time experiencing something like this, I looked around curiously.
I could see that the temperature had dropped considerably.
As I marveled at the sensation, Helena spoke to me.
“It seems to be composed primarily of magic that manipulates cold. Creating an environment like this naturally accelerates skill proficiency.”
“Ah.”
I recall hearing that the game system had such mechanics as well.
In any case, I stepped onto the portal as instructed.
With a message confirming access to the highest floor, I was able to use the portal.
Though I felt some tension.
I entered without hesitation.
And when I reached the highest floor, the atmosphere was quite different from the first level.
One might call it a medieval European-style interior constructed from rustic wooden planks.
While it possessed considerable charm, the scene appeared remarkably austere for what I knew to be the highest floor of a Magic Tower.
And near the window of that space stood a man, gazing out at the view beyond.
From his back alone, I couldn’t discern much.
Yet for some reason, I didn’t sense any malice from him—no feeling that he would harm me.
“Overload.”
At that single word, I flinched slightly.
But I wasn’t greatly alarmed or flustered.
If I had discerned his identity, then he would have discerned mine just as easily.
After all, I was a public figure, wasn’t I.
Not knowing was even stranger.
Yoo Sung-hyun decided to remain quiet and composed.
Cerul Tower Master turned to face me, revealing himself.
A strikingly handsome young man.
Cerul Tower Master turned and spoke.
“I am Will Baghdad, though I lack refinement. I am the master of Serul Spire Tower and currently serve as the Necromancer Lord.”
Will Baghdad introduced himself.
Upon hearing him openly declare himself as the Necromancer Lord, I seemed about to ask something out of curiosity.
“I know our junior well enough, so there is no need for introductions.”
With those words, Will sank into the prepared sofa.
He gestured toward me as if asking what I was doing.
A gesture to sit.
This was his domain, after all.
As I took my seat.
The remaining three servants stood behind me without sitting.
And upon seeing that.
“Remarkably loyal servants you have. My own servants are so bothersome with their constant complaints that I find them tiresome. I must admit, I envy that.”
“Is that so?”
“It cannot be helped when one employs spirits. In any case, you must be curious why I summoned you. I shall tell you at once.”
Getting straight to the point, then.
A style I quite appreciate.
Let me hear what he has to say.
Just as I was about to respond.
A somewhat blunt voice came from behind me.
“Who are you?”
A voice filled with wariness.
It was Helena’s voice.
And upon hearing that voice, Will’s eyes widened in shock.
And in that moment, Helena spoke.
“You’re not the Will Baghdad I know.”
At those words, Will’s pupils trembled violently.
A fierce disturbance, as if asking how she could possibly know.
It was strange for a being of such magnitude to be so shaken, yet it was unavoidable.
The moment he heard that voice, he could not help but react.
As Helena removed her robe, his disturbance only grew.
“Hel… ena… ?”
“You know me? But I don’t know you?”
Helena’s gaze sharpened.
Her momentum too became increasingly keen.
Yet because I remained still, Helena refrained from attacking.
Unless there was an order otherwise.
Helena had no desire to cross Yoo Sung-hyun’s will.
Yet seeing him so utterly transformed from the man she knew, her anger was inevitable—she couldn’t help but voice her displeasure.
Yoo Sung-hyun simply watched in silence, unbothered.
The man calling himself Will Baghdad stared blankly at the scene, then muttered to himself as though he’d reached some understanding.
“Huh, so those fanatic bastards acknowledged him as their master.”
Though he seemed to have misunderstood somewhat.
Helena, regardless, demanded in a rough voice:
“So who the hell are you?”
“…I am Will Baghdad, the Necromancer Lord.”
“You’re Will…”
Just as Helena was about to say something.
“Though I am but a replica.”

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