Sword God in a World of Magic

Shang decided to take a shower first before anything else. He probably smelled horrible, and his old clothing was sticking to him, which was annoying.

Before today, he hadn't really bothered with how dirty his clothes felt since he hadn't had many alternatives, but now, he had.

Shang put his old clothes to the corner of the room and tilted the magic bucket.

Sure enough, as soon as he tilted it, a lot of water came out. It wasn't flowing incredibly fast, but there was quite a lot of water.

Shang had taken baths before in this world but never a real shower. Back on Earth, he had exclusively showered since it was faster and since he loved the feeling of cold water running down his body.

It felt a bit weird to have no soap available, but he had to learn to live with that.

After Shang was done with the shower, he looked at his hair. He contemplated cutting it, but he had only been here for half a year. Right now, his hair was a bit too long for his liking, but it wasn't overly bad.

Then, Shang touched his face to feel his beard.

Sure enough, the growth of his beard could, at best, be called spread out. Additionally, he had that typical teenage mustache with these thin hairs.

Shang took his sword and tried to shave, the keyword being tried.

The sword just didn't want to cut him.

"Come on. I only want to cut off some hairs," Shang said to his sword.

His sword didn't react.

"Come on. Just become sharp," Shang said, lightly tapping his arm with his sword.

felt feelings of confusion coming

next couple of minutes, Shang tried to communicate with his sword, but he only received confusing or angry feelings. The sword either had no idea what he wanted, or it became annoyed at Shang needlessly slapping it

Its mind simply wasn't powerful enough to communicate with him effectively. Just like a newborn, the best the sword could do

to shave," Shang said after giving up. "I can deal with long hair, but I don't like this stupid, tiny beard. It

now. Maybe I can buy a knife with gold, and while I'm at it, I

was about to pick up the green

But then, he stopped.

a frown. "I'm not

Shang went over to the bronze uniform and put it on. The

Shang said after

from the outside when looking at the uniform, but it also definitely didn't feel light. There was also no metal inside the uniform

fabric itself, which

body had long gone above anything possible on Earth. Shang could break a huge number of world

wearing such a heavy uniform was definitely very uncomfortable for long periods, but here, it was only

putting on a normal jacket. He felt the weight, but he could

socks," Shang said as he saw the socks. "Been a

"And actual shoes, wow."

the side of the uniform and saw a couple of rings made of fabric hanging from the

he had to carry it differently. Usually, one-handed swords were supposed to be

too long, it had to be put on Shang's back like a

looked a bit ridiculous. Yes, Shang's sword was about as long as a two-handed sword, but it was far too thin for one. That made the sword on his back look a bit

he couldn't really tell how late it was. He saw

room for the first time in

the sounds of training and fighting from outside. He went over to the stairs and walked down to the first floor, which he

could really look at the academy while it

fields at the sides of the academy. The fields weren't separated by fences but lines. There was basically no flora in the academy, and there were only a couple