Sword God in a World of Magic

Shang followed the young Inquisitor for about two hours until they reached the border to the actual Ice Wyvern Zone. With the Inquisitor present and with Shang not needing to slow down his speed, the journey didn't take as long as the first time.

When they entered the Ice Wyvern Zone, the Inquisitor stopped and turned to Shang.

"We passed the border now," the Inquisitor said. "This is where we part ways. You are to report back to whoever gave you your job."

Shang nodded. "I will. Thanks for escorting me."

Shang wasn't stupid. Even though he hadn't seen any guards at the border, it didn't mean that there weren't any.

The entire battlefield was probably under a strict lockdown, and without the Inquisitor accompanying him, someone would have probably stopped Shang.

The Inquisitor nodded. "The Lead Inquisitor isn't someone that praises people," the younger Inquisitor said. "However, I want to iterate that your work has helped us a lot. You managed to personally root out eight traitors, with one of them being in a high position, and you indirectly unmasked maybe dozens more."

"You did an excellent job."

"Thanks," Shang said. He had thought that he would feel great when hearing praise from someone so powerful, but for some reason, Shang didn't feel as much.

It was like the praise didn't really matter to him.

"I wish you luck on your future journey," the Inquisitor said before charging into the distance. His speed was far faster than earlier.

Shang only nodded absentmindedly since his mind was occupied right now.

'I wonder why getting praised didn't feel as good as I've imagined. Isn't it normal to feel proud of myself when someone much more powerful than me tells me I did a great job?'

'Why didn't I feel like that?'

For a while, Shang only remained on the same spot, deep in thought.

'I think it's my goal,' Shang thought. 'My goal is far beyond the power of anyone in this place, which is why I don't really care for their praise.'

At that moment, Shang got reminded of his old struggle with his attitude.

Be brutal to others?

Help others so that they help him?

Which one was better for reaching supreme power?

How did the Mage Emperor become so powerful back then?

What was his personality like?

sighed. 'There's no use thinking about that. According to the God, I asked exactly that question as my third one. Making any decision right now

wait and become

returned to the present,

around for something specific, and a couple of minutes later,

of a Pest Cat and

he entered its

SHING!

uniform appeared before Shang together with a long spear. The spear was made

inner world and

Shang took off his mask and also put it into his

face was

think that he looked like an athlete that neglected

Sword and

to use Sword for shaving since it had been too stupid

smart enough to see what Shang wanted and

Sword to cut off his long hair, its length returning

for a couple of hours. You're too conspicuous. As soon as I reach the academy, I'll

"I understand," Sword answered.

his other belongings back into his inner

a long black coat, which

out of one of the side

had been why Shang had searched for a Pest Cat nest. If someone were following Shang, they would only need to keep watch over one entrance

need to watch several entrances at once, which would

charged out, he

He didn't see anyone.

different from his old

a green uniform, wore no mask, carried a spear on his back,

some people could draw would be Shang's height and frame, but

Ice Wyvern Zone. Thanks to his studies, he knew which places he had to

someone just blindly ran through the Ice Wyvern Zone, they could

In order to avoid watching eyes, he mainly

could kill Early General Stage beasts by

a Mid General Stage beast, he would need to

a Late General Stage beast, but he could escape from

they

that's how it would

become apparent that beasts

beasts had become irrationally angry when they had seen him, and that phenomenon

last couple of months, it had become apparent that every beast that saw

a Peak General Stage beast, he

why he