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.

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

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

It 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.

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