Sword God in a World of Magic

After a while of walking, the two of them entered the academy.

The building itself looked like a typical school, just more… royal?

There were plenty of designs and edges that reminded Shang of the Baroque period on Earth. The building simply looked very old but very expensive.

However, the feeling that the building was old came from Shang's perception when he had been on Earth. After all, all of the buildings that looked like that were old. Yet, the building Shang was currently in looked to be rather new, and it was in top condition.

The halls were grand, and Shang could see many weapons hanging from the walls. Shang's sword was shaking on his back due to all the powerful ore around him. Luckily, Shang's cloak hid his sword's shaking.

Shang followed the teacher up some stairs, and after going down a long corridor, the two entered a hall.

The hall wasn't very big, but it also wasn't small. It was around ten by ten meters. A large table with a couple of chairs surrounding it was at the edge of the hall, making the layout of the hall a bit awkward. Having the table in the middle felt more natural.

"Take a seat. I'll call the two other people," the teacher explained as he took out a small crystal from his Space Ring. "We need three people for an official exam."

The teacher spoke a couple of words into his crystal and put it away again. After that, the teacher walked over to a drawer on the side and took out some papers.

The teacher put the papers in front of Shang. "You know how to read and write?" he asked.

For a second, Shang thought that this question was ridiculous, but he remembered that he was in a different world now. Being able to read and write probably wasn't common.

"I can," Shang said as he looked at the papers in front of him.

Forms.

'I thought I got rid of all that bureaucracy when I left Earth,' Shang thought with annoyance.

Shang quickly took the pen-

'A pen?' Shang suddenly thought as he looked at the pen in his hand. 'Shouldn't I get a quill and inkwell?'

pen looked like a crudely

A ballpoint pen?

In this world?

need an inkwell to write," the teacher said, pointing at the pen. "That's what we call a pen.

for a bit and then back

Shang simply accepted the reality that is a pen in a world filled

questions were very basic. Shang was asked about

entered the hall. They greeted the first teacher and sat down

young woman with fiery red hair, while the other one was an old man with grey hair.

you doing here?" the first teacher asked the young

said with a smile.

first teacher furrowed his brows. "Are you certain? You haven't been in the Commander Stage for a long time.

said, "but I need to feel some danger again. Hunting Commander Stage beasts at the edges of the Wasteland isn't exciting anymore. I feel like I'm going to lose my battle instincts if I wait

teacher still looked with uncertainty at Viera. "Do you

be any danger at all," Viera said with a slight chuckle. "That would defeat

doing the right thing, go ahead. Just tell me when you plan on

Soran. Sometimes,

threw a covert glance

her, higher voice, many chuckles, constant eye contact,

someone who enjoys toying with men, or she has

"What are you looking at?"

Viera

of distraction," Shang said evenly before going back to filling out his form as if nothing

taken aback by

admonishment and apologize, but

he's not

at the third teacher, the old man, with an angry gaze. "Do you have

old man only laughed. "You acted all flirtatious in front of him. Of course he's not going to jump back after your outburst. He has seen

If there are rumors being spread on the

have been going around for months at this point. The only reason why you haven't noticed is that you basically live in the