Sword God in a World of Magic

Time passed.

Shang's conviction had been reaffirmed by the Day of Chaos.

This time, he had been helpless during the Day of Chaos, but in the future, he wouldn't be as helpless.

Right now, Shang was at a level of power where he didn't count as relevant to any major cities. Sure, Shang could probably become a high-ranking officer in a town, but his goals went much further than that.

Shang trained until the life in the academy went back to normal. The piles of corpses had been cleaned up by the hunters and had been sold for profit.

Warrior's Paradise had spent a ridiculous sum of money for the Day of Chaos, but it had earned far more.

This was what Warrior's Paradise was all about: Finding profit in danger!

And thus, Shang's life in the Warrior's Academy continued.

During the mornings, Shang took part in whatever theoretical lesson was available. The lessons mostly consisted of politics, geography, and Magic.

During the afternoon, Shang took part in the lesson for the Caterpillar Class.

During the evening, Shang took part in either sword training or in beast classes.

During the early night, Shang trained with Sword.

During the late night, Shang either concentrated on his Affinity or went to sleep. Of course, he still slept very rarely.

Days passed.

A week passed.

Two weeks passed.

Shang went to sleep again. He felt like shit again, but it wasn't as bad as the previous times. With each time he went to sleep, he adapted more and more.

A month passed.

By now, Shang had been in the academy for two months.

"Seems like you win again, Shang!" Astor shouted with a loud laugh.

By now, Shang had managed to increase his win rate against Astor to above 50%.

"I still have an advantage in level," Shang said to Astor.

"So? Don't compare yourself to others but look at your past self. Yes, you are at a higher level than me, but you have made tremendous progress. Right now, I'm learning more from you than you from me during our fights," Astor said with a smile.

In the beginning, Astor had appeared a bit proud and distant, but by now, he had warmed up to Shang.

Astor was actually a very sociable warrior. He was the typical, gruff warrior one would imagine.

Another two weeks passed.

beaks," the clerk in the Hunting Guild said as he put 1,250 gold on the counter. "Not bad. Keep

Another month passed.

this guy," a random person in the swordsmanship class said. "He actually managed to

teacher's help. He's still way

the guy is from the Caterpillar Class, right? They're generally

Caterpillar Class? Then, sure, he's not bad,

Another month passed.

a piece of paper. "You

part

placed in the top

he was about

now, Shang had been in the academy

had been one of the weakest people in his Grade. He had been so weak

put you in the Preparation Grade

heard that,

enough to fight people of his

the average for the Advanced

class took part in the same tournament. Since the students in the Caterpillar Class were much weaker than other students, the average Caterpillar

for the Caterpillar Class, Shang would essentially count as slightly below-average. He definitely

day, Shang

new

didn't feel too weak, and

special thing about him was his age, but

Astor anymore. Now,

advanced a Grade, the other

mostly talked about General Stage beasts,

were focused on preparing the

Teachers weren't assigned a Grade but a lesson. One teacher taught all Grades

profession yet, which meant that their lesson schedule was also very

that, the three lessons per day were

by theoretical classes. In the evening, Shang would

tough in the Preparation Grade, but that was not the case.

He had fully integrated.

no

also slowly forgot about what Shang had done in the past as

at him with

was only a

in his appropriate

He wasn't outstanding.

he also wasn't

a very normal

Shang's actions

people of the Preparation Grade was essentially unheard

Shang's life continued.