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."

the Fifth Realm. His Path is

deep breath when he

obviously talking

of someone far more powerful than him, the

added. "He saw that your predecessor couldn't rival the Mages or beasts, and he

have

early. If he had been born just fifty years later, he would have a

even if he is

remained silent for a

there really no

jester smirked. "There is always a way," he said with a laugh. "I designed this world to always have a way.

body. Back when warriors were still powerful, they simply ingested a pill to achieve such a powerful body. Such a pill

looked at the jester. "Are there

everything. You won't find a single inheritance regarding physical fighters in the entire

as I've said, there

them," the jester said with a

as he

wanted to repay Teacher Mervin, even if the Teacher Mervin that helped

there is a

grip on

the next

The jester didn't answer.

the wheels began to

Weak Peak Commander Stage warrior," the mechanical

at the jester again. "You don't count

rely on my power. Also, your progress pleases me,

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

any progress? Honestly,

SHING!

that moment, Shang's opponent

his hands, just like

this was a barbarian, but he knew that wouldn't

all, the man wasn't carrying a heavy weapon but an elegant

this trial. They were neither warriors nor beasts, and they were worse than both of

of Shang was probably some kind of

own, only working on their

assumed that some hermit warrior would be among the more powerful warriors, but this one is apparently

jester lifted his hammer and struck

DING!

his eyes and

swung his sword to the side, creating a screeching noise by cutting

movements had been incredibly

entered a battle

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

his right eye and also

two of them charged at each other, and Shang

bend in the air and move