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.

to the

at the door with a

had no idea why someone like the dean wanted to

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

one of the two doors as

was simple. There was only a table and a chair in the room. A black spear stood at the

That was it.

like

truly the dean's

get a clear look at the dean for the first time, and the first word that came to his mind when

imagine a general in a

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

long black hair that went past his shoulders, and he had one of these beards that circled his mouth.

in front of him, and Shang noticed

door," the dean said without looking up

the door

put the statue onto a circled part of his table, and the circle around that part suddenly began shining in a

density of Mana was decreasing inside

like Duke Whirlwind, the dean was absorbing a ton of Mana from his surroundings. However, there was no

Scrying, and Inquisition Magic. As long as a High Mage isn't directly trying to listen in

lightly gesturing to an empty spot in front of

SHING!

appeared

followed the dean's instructions and sat

seconds, the dean put the papers to the

a deep meaning. It was almost like the

a bit, the dean's

towards Shang's sword, Shang felt his

had only shaken if

sword on the

Shang's frown intensified.

the dean noticed that his sword wasn't

There was

out his sword and placed it on

betrayed his sword. Up to now, it had only shaken when there was danger,

seem surprised,"

the dean,

there are a lot of things you don't know," the dean said. Then, he gestured towards the shaking sword with his