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?'

The pen looked like a crudely made ballpoint pen, which weirded

A ballpoint pen?

In this world?

"That's what we call a pen. It has

bit and then

simply accepted the reality that is a pen in a world

basic. Shang was asked about his name, family, knowledge, combat style, combat experience,

the hall. They greeted the first

of them was a young woman with fiery red hair, while the other one was an old man with grey hair. The woman was probably in

doing here?" the first teacher asked the young woman

the day today," Viera said with a smile. "I want to enter

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

again. Hunting Commander Stage beasts at the edges of the Wasteland isn't exciting

uncertainty at Viera. "Do you want me to accompany

won't be any danger at all," Viera said with a slight chuckle. "That would defeat the entire

if you're certain that you're doing the right thing, go ahead. Just tell me when you

bit. "Aww, you're cute, Soran. Sometimes, I think you're

his forms, Shang threw a covert glance at

her, higher voice, many chuckles, constant eye

with men, or she has the hots

shot a stern glance at Shang. "What are you looking at?"

Viera

going to look at the source of distraction," Shang said evenly before going back to filling out his form as if

by Shang's

expected Shang to cower back at her admonishment and apologize, but Shang had only answered in a very direct

he's not buying your

the third teacher, the old man, with an angry gaze.

he's not going to jump back after your outburst. He has

If there are rumors being spread on the school property tomorrow, it's your

this point. The only reason why you haven't