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

breath when he heard

was obviously talking about

than him,

that your predecessor couldn't rival the Mages or beasts, and

would have advanced

early. If he had been born just fifty years

already condensed his Path, and even if he is still working on it, there

remained silent

really no

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

were still powerful, they simply ingested a pill to achieve such a powerful body. Such a pill would

at the jester. "Are there any left in

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

I've said, there are

find them," the jester said with a

he just

to repay Teacher Mervin, even if the Teacher Mervin that helped him had

long as there is a way, all

his grip on his

for the next fight," he

The jester didn't answer.

began

Commander Stage

the jester again. "You

rely on my power. Also, your progress pleases me, and I don't want to punish you for living up to

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

I make any progress? Honestly,

SHING!

moment, Shang's

older man wearing leather. He carried a long sword in his hands, just like

this was a barbarian, but

carrying a heavy weapon but an elegant and long

They were neither warriors nor beasts, and they were worse

meant that the person in front of

their own,

assumed that some hermit warrior would be among

jester lifted his hammer and struck the

DING!

eyes and looked

the side, creating a screeching noise by cutting the wind

had been incredibly

warrior entered a battle

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

his right eye and also

two of them charged at each other,

to bend in the air and