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

at the

idea why someone like the dean wanted to meet him, but it was

but the three of them was currently around, and if they wanted to do something to him, they wouldn't need to put on such

took a deep breath and opened one of

simple. There was only a table and a chair in the

That was it.

like an

truly the

the dean for the first time, and the first word that

exactly like one would imagine a general in a

great designs or anything on the suit

He had long black hair that went past his

of him, and Shang noticed

dean said

still keeping the

statue onto a circled

the density of Mana was decreasing inside the

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

a High Mage isn't directly trying to listen in on us from beyond the door, no one is going to hear anything we will be discussing in

down," the dean said, lightly gesturing to an empty spot in front

SHING!

appeared

followed

seconds, the dean put the papers to the side

some reason, Shang felt that the dean's gaze held a deep meaning. It was

Shang for a bit, the dean's eyes

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

sword had only shaken if there was

sword on the

Shang's frown intensified.

dean noticed that his sword wasn't

Shang complied. There was nothing he could

and placed

reason, Shang felt like he had betrayed his sword. Up to now, it had only shaken when there was danger, and judging by the intensity of the shaking, the sword

seem surprised," the

the

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