Sword God in a World of Magic

Soran left the room to report to his Master, which was probably the dean, Shang assumed.

Viera went back to whatever she was doing, and Mervin pulled Shang along with him.

Mervin led Shang to the gates of the academy, and they quickly left it.

By now, Shang could see a busy city, a far cry from the dead city he had seen at night.

Shang could hear the constant hitting of hammers, the roaring fires in bakeries and forges, and many people loudly trading with each other on the streets.

Even more, nearly every person on the streets wore armor and weapons, showing that they were warriors.

Mervin and Shang then left the city without saying anything. When the guards saw Mervin, they simply shot him a greeting and let him pass.

Then, the two of them ran down the long street, which was filled with many different carts. The carts were all filled with different wares.

"You should listen to Soran," Mervin said suddenly.

Shang didn't answer.

Ever since Soran had said that Shang hadn't smiled even once, Shang had fallen into thought.

He still remembered his time on Earth. Back then, he had been a very extroverted and outgoing person. He had enjoyed smiling and being amongst others.

Shang had also smiled quite a bit when he had been in this world. His interactions with the villagers of Coldew Village had felt natural. Shang had smiled politely, and he had laughed with them a little bit.

When had all of this stopped?

When had he stopped smiling?

It wasn't hard to find the moment.

It was when Shang had killed the beggars and when he had decided to kill off his old persona.

He didn't remember his old name anymore, and he also didn't care. He no longer was this person.

was Shang truly the person he wanted

"It's a lot to think

a good thing," Mervin said. "If your feelings have been thrown out of equilibrium by Soran's words, it means there

and less self-destructive isn't only a good thing for the people around you but also for you. It makes it far easier to interact

to help someone they feel is dangerous or apathetic. By being as you are now, you will find it harder to get the resources you need in the future. At some

you can sell your supply to anyone you want, you will sell it to someone you enjoy the company of.

humans are not

are still young, Shang," Mervin said. "You have plenty of time to

all, if you were truly as cold and apathetic as you appear, Soran's words wouldn't

words or simply treat them as the ramblings of an old man,"

words, and he was

that cared about others. He tried to act like a grumpy

to Shang

wasn't

Should he thank him?

start a

tell him that he

end,

potential reactions felt like

two of them only continued jogging in silence

brows that Shang didn't

given Mervin an answer, but

way, pleasing Mervin was something that would help Shang in the long run. After all, Mervin was an experienced teacher, and

Mervin knew that Shang

didn't even make an attempt at

pay attention that one didn't understand Mervin incorrectly. Mervin wasn't someone that liked it when people tried to please him. This was not what

he was concerned about was Shang's inability to try to

for Shang to make his

had to thank Mervin for his

That was it.

was so hard about doing that? It was simply a

didn't

tiny formality could make his life so much