Sword God in a World of Magic

When Mervin heard that, his eyebrows shot up in surprise.

Shang was also quite surprised. "The dean wants to see me?" he asked.

Soran nodded. "Follow me," he said as he turned around.

Shang looked at Mervin, but Mervin only shrugged. "I wanted to show you where you can deliver the corpse to, but I might as well do that for you now. I will add the contribution points to your emblem when you get it."

Shang nodded. He guessed that the emblem Mervin referred to was probably some form of identification, similar to the ID cards in companies on Earth.

Shang handed the Beast Sack over to Mervin and followed Soran.

Soran led Shang to the side of a hallway and up some flights of stairs.

"Why does the dean want to see me? Is that normal for new students?" Shang asked.

"I don't know, and no," Soran said. "Usually, It's either the other Vice-Dean that welcomes the new students or me. The dean doesn't come into contact with students much."

Some seconds of silence passed as they climbed up another flight of stairs.

"So, am I part of the academy now?" Shang asked.

"That's up to the dean," Soran answered. "I gave him the report, but before he gave his okay, he told me to bring you to him."

Shang didn't answer as his brows furrowed.

Why would the dean want to meet him?

Sure, Shang had great instincts, but Soran and Mervin were acting like this was something unusual. If it were normal for talented students to meet the dean, they wouldn't have acted in such a manner.

When they reached the fifth floor, the highest floor, the two of them went back to the hallway.

"This floor is reserved for the teachers," Soran explained. "Students are forbidden from accessing this floor without being accompanied by a teacher."

Shang looked around, and he noticed that there were not that many doors. He guessed that the rooms beyond the doors were probably rather sizable.

The two of them walked to the big gates at the end of the hallway and stopped before them.

"Come in," someone said from beyond the door. Shang thought that the voice sounded like the voice of a middle-aged man. The voice reminded him of one of the managers Shang had been under in his career as a fighter back on Earth.

Soran said, gesturing to the door

the

no idea why someone like the dean wanted to meet him, but it

had some ulterior motives, there was nothing Shang could do. No one but the three of them was currently around, and if they wanted to do something to him, they wouldn't need to put

one of the two doors as he stepped into the

was only a table and a chair in the room. A black spear stood at the corner of the room, but it

That was it.

looked almost like an interrogation

this truly the dean's

the dean for the first time, and the first word that came to his mind when seeing the

would imagine a

black suit of armor. There were no great designs or anything on the suit of armor, but it gave off

for the dean himself, he was a middle-aged man. He had long black hair that went past his shoulders, and he had one of

front of him, and Shang noticed that these were

close the door," the dean said

noticed that he was still keeping the door open, and he

the dean's right hand. The dean put the statue onto a circled part of his table, and the circle around that part suddenly began

happened, Shang felt that the density of Mana was decreasing inside the

absorbing a ton of Mana from his surroundings. However, there was no

dean commented. "It serves as protection against Scouting, Scrying, and Inquisition Magic. As long as a High Mage isn't directly trying to listen in on us from beyond the door,

gesturing to an empty spot in front of the

SHING!

chair appeared at

but he followed the dean's instructions and sat

to the side

Shang felt that the dean's gaze held a deep meaning. It was almost like the dean knew something important

at Shang for a bit, the

dean's gaze went towards Shang's sword, Shang felt his sword shake for some reason, which made him more

sword had only

your sword on the table," the dean

Shang's frown intensified.

noticed that his sword wasn't

Shang complied. There was nothing he could do

his sword and placed it

some reason, Shang felt like he had betrayed his sword. Up to now, it had only shaken when there was danger, and

surprised,"

look at the dean,

things you don't know," the dean said. Then, he gestured towards