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

breath when he

God was obviously talking

powerful than him, the

jester added. "He saw that your predecessor

your predecessor, he would have

came too early. If he had been born just fifty years later, he would have a shot at

is still

silent for a

really no

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

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

the jester. "Are there

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

I've said, there

your duty to find them," the

as he just took

even if the Teacher Mervin that helped him had not

long as there is a way,

his grip

for the next fight," he

The jester didn't answer.

the wheels began to

Commander Stage warrior,"

remembered something and looked at the jester again. "You

pleases me, and I don't want to

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

progress? Honestly, I

SHING!

that moment,

He carried a long sword in his hands,

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

wasn't carrying a heavy weapon but an

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

person in front of Shang was probably some kind

their own, only

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

his hammer and

DING!

and looked

his sword to the side, creating a screeching noise by

had been

warrior entered a battle

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

and also

at each other, and Shang readied his

sword seemed to bend in the