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

looked at the door

why someone like the dean wanted to meet him, but

three of them was currently around, and if they wanted to do something to him, they wouldn't need to

a deep breath and opened one of

the first word that came to his mind was simple. There was only a table and a

That was it.

like

truly the dean's

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

imagine a general

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

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

and Shang noticed that these were the papers Soran had prepared while

the dean said without looking up from

the door

closed the door, some kind of small statue appeared in the dean's right hand. The dean put the statue onto a circled part of his table, and the circle around that

happened, Shang felt that the density of Mana was

of Mana from

Mage isn't

said, lightly gesturing to

SHING!

appeared

uncertain, but he followed the dean's instructions

the dean put the papers to the side and looked at

the dean's gaze held a deep meaning.

a bit,

sword, Shang felt his sword

to now, the sword had only shaken

your sword on the

Shang's frown intensified.

dean noticed that his sword wasn't as simple

There was nothing he

took out his sword and placed it on

his sword. Up to now, it had only shaken when there was danger, and judging by the intensity of the shaking, the sword probably

seem surprised," the

look at the dean, but he

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