The Game of a Legendary Genius Dark Mage

How did they find me?

No, more importantly, how was she still alive?

The Overlord’s presence I had sensed from afar was faint, barely noticeable.

That was the only reason I came here.

I had felt the remnants of an Overlord’s energy and, as someone who had once been connected to that power, intended to remind them of the gap between us and offer a gesture of goodwill.

But then this happened.

Helena? How was that possible?

I tried to flee, but I was caught again.

Could it be…

Is this real?

I shook my head internally.

The king—no, Nyao—stared at Helena, unable to comprehend what he was seeing.

This wasn’t the Helena of the past.

That meant she must have been reborn, likely unable to wield even a fraction of her original power.

And yet, she had still found him?

The Overlord’s power was certainly there, but it had been weak. That was why he had come in the first place.

There was no way those two should have been able to detect him.

It didn’t make sense.

Then, his gaze landed on the familiar-looking skull hovering beside her.

That thing… That was—

"Oh, so you’re Lord Nyao, I presume?"

"……"

At those words, Nyao glared past Helena at the approaching Seong.

The new Overlord.@@novelbin@@

Helena’s successor.

The skill must have been his doing.

Which meant—

"…Scent of Death, is it?"

"Yes. I used it just in case there were assassins lurking, but… well."