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 Fifth Realm. His Path is just

deep breath when

God was obviously talking

of someone far more powerful than him, the Dean would never reach the

this other warrior to reevaluate himself," the jester added. "He saw that your predecessor couldn't rival the

have advanced immediately,

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

is still working on it, there are no fitting beasts for him

silent for

no way?" he

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

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.

looked at the jester. "Are there any left

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

I've said, there

duty to find them," the

silent as he just took

Teacher Mervin that helped him had not

a

grip on his

ready for the next fight," he

The jester didn't answer.

the wheels began

Peak Commander Stage warrior," the

at the jester again. "You don't count the last

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

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

any progress? Honestly, I

SHING!

that moment, Shang's

wearing leather. He carried a long sword in his hands, just like Teacher Mervin.

was a barbarian, but he knew that

the man wasn't carrying a heavy weapon but an elegant and long

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

that the person in front of Shang was probably

own, only working

some hermit warrior would be among the more

lifted his hammer and struck

DING!

and looked at Shang

the side, creating a screeching noise

movements had been

warrior entered a

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

right eye and also exploded

at each other, and Shang readied his

bend in the air and move to