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."

reach the Fifth

a deep breath when he heard

God was obviously

of someone far more powerful than

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

predecessor, he would have advanced immediately, wasting his

fifty years later, he would have a

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

remained silent for

no way?"

laugh. "I designed

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

jester. "Are there any left

everything. You won't find a single inheritance regarding

as I've said,

duty to find them," the jester said with

as he just took a deep

the Teacher Mervin that helped him had not

there is a way, all hope is

strengthened his grip on his

for the

The jester didn't answer.

began to

Weak Peak Commander Stage warrior," the mechanical voice

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

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

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

make any progress? Honestly,

SHING!

that moment, Shang's

carried a long sword in his hands, just like

Shang thought that this was a barbarian, but he knew that

carrying a heavy weapon but an elegant and long

were neither warriors nor beasts, and they were worse than both of these

in front of Shang was probably

own, only working on

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

lifted his hammer and struck the

DING!

warrior opened his eyes and looked at Shang with

sword to the side, creating a screeching noise

had

warrior entered

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

narrowed his right eye and also exploded forward with

at each other, and

bend in the air and move to the