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.

in," Soran said, gesturing to the door with his

the door

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

No one but the three of them was currently around, and if they wanted to do something to him, they

breath and opened one of the

his mind was simple. There was only a table and a chair in the room. A black spear stood at the corner of the room, but it obviously didn't belong

That was it.

almost like an interrogation

truly the

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

imagine a general in a

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

man. He had long black hair that went past his shoulders, and he had one of these beards that circled his mouth. Shang didn't know

of him, and Shang noticed that these were the papers

dean said without looking up from the

the door open,

statue appeared in the dean's right hand. The dean put the statue onto a circled part of

the density of

Mana from his surroundings. However, there was

High Mage isn't directly trying to listen in on us from beyond

said, lightly gesturing to an empty spot in front of the

SHING!

chair appeared

uncertain, but he followed the dean's instructions and sat

the dean put the papers to the side and looked at Shang with

dean's gaze held a deep meaning. It was almost like

at Shang for a bit, the dean's eyes wandered toward

felt his sword shake for some reason, which

the sword had only shaken if there was danger

sword on the table," the dean

Shang's frown intensified.

noticed that his sword wasn't as

was nothing he

took out his sword and placed it on

now, it had only shaken when there was danger, and judging

seem surprised," the

a look at the

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