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."

help, he will never reach the

a deep breath when he

God was obviously talking about

more powerful than him, the Dean would never reach the

himself," the jester added. "He saw that your predecessor couldn't rival the Mages or

he would have

this warrior came too early. If he had been born just fifty years later, he would

even if he is still working on it, there are no fitting beasts for

silent for

no

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

call the 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

looked at the jester. "Are there any left in

"The Mages destroyed everything. You won't find a

said, there are

duty to find them,"

silent as he just took

Teacher Mervin, even if the Teacher Mervin that helped him had not been the real

there is a way, all hope is not

his grip on his

the

The jester didn't answer.

wheels began

Commander Stage warrior," the mechanical

remembered something and looked at the jester again. "You don't count the last fight as cheating,

said. "You didn't rely on my power. Also, your progress pleases me, and

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

progress? Honestly, I

SHING!

moment, Shang's opponent

was an older man wearing leather. He carried a long sword in his hands, just like Teacher Mervin. Surprisingly, he wore clothes made of fur

this was a barbarian, but

wasn't carrying a heavy weapon but an elegant

neither warriors nor beasts, and they were worse than both

in front of Shang

their own,

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

hammer

DING!

and looked

sword to the side, creating

had

warrior entered a

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

and also exploded

charged at each other, and Shang readied

the warrior's sword seemed to bend in the air and move to the