Sword God in a World of Magic

It took Shang a while to calm down, but there was still a certain feeling of emptiness and regret inside of him.

Yet, this was what he had chosen.

For his goal, any kind of sacrifice was worth it.

Surprisingly, no new opponent had appeared in the last couple of minutes, even though Shang had already "won" against his previous one.

Shang slowly stood up and gripped Sword tightly.

Even if everything else vanished, Sword would be with him until the end.

The two of them didn't need to exchange words to make their feelings known.

"Took you guys long enough," the jester said with a grin.

Shang didn't look over.

"How long have we been training?"

The jester's grin widened.

"Five years."

Silence.

Five years.

They had been training for five full years.

That was so long!

For a second, Shang couldn't believe what he had just heard, but then he remembered how endlessly time had dragged on.

Five years actually made sense.

"And even after five years," Shang said, "I still couldn't beat him fairly."

The jester's grin didn't vanish. "Of course not," he said.

"His kind are the very reason why I sent you guys into my main world in the first place."

Shang looked over at the jester.

"Hardworking geniuses," the God said. "They use whatever they can get and perfect it. Yet, his body is weak. He is one of the very rare true geniuses, but his lack of a powerful body makes it impossible for him to fight any Mage or beast that is not completely worthless."

"The path of the warrior has deteriorated to a degree where mastering the entire thing only makes you equal to the worst Mages in the world."

"It is your duty to expand the warrior's path. Give the geniuses more to master, and they won't disappoint you."

"Your predecessor accepted the first Path he found, not trying to strengthen or widen it."

he will never reach the Fifth Realm. His Path is just too

breath when he

was obviously talking about

far more powerful than him, the

the jester added. "He saw that your

would have advanced

early. If he had been born just fifty years later, he would have a shot at transforming his body and become

even if he is still

silent

really no way?" he

a laugh. "I designed this world to always have a way. The different ways just

Procedure is only one of many ways to strengthen your body. Back when warriors were still powerful, they simply ingested a pill to achieve such a powerful body. Such a pill would work on this

at the jester. "Are there

the jester answered. "The Mages destroyed everything. You won't find a single inheritance regarding

as I've said, there are

it's your duty to find them,"

he

if the Teacher Mervin that helped him had not

as there is a way, all hope is

his grip on his

for the next

The jester didn't answer.

the wheels began

Peak Commander Stage warrior," the mechanical voice

and looked at the jester

progress pleases me, and I don't want to

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

I make any progress? Honestly, I don't

SHING!

that moment,

in his hands, just like Teacher Mervin. Surprisingly, he wore clothes made of fur and

thought that this was a

carrying a heavy weapon but

basically didn't qualify as opponents in this trial. They were neither warriors nor beasts, and they were worse than both of

of Shang was probably some kind

their own, only working on

that some hermit warrior would be among the

jester lifted his hammer

DING!

and looked at Shang with

side, creating a screeching noise by cutting

movements had been incredibly

warrior entered a

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

narrowed his right eye and also exploded forward with

two of them charged at each other, and Shang readied his

warrior's sword seemed to bend in the