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."

outside help, he will never reach the Fifth Realm.

deep breath when he

God was obviously talking about

powerful than him, the Dean

other warrior to reevaluate himself," the jester added. "He saw that your predecessor couldn't rival the Mages or beasts, and he realized that

predecessor, he would have advanced immediately, wasting

years later, he would have a shot at transforming his body and become truly

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

silent for a

there really no way?"

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

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

"Are there any

find a single

I've said, there

it's your duty to find them," the

remained silent as he just took a deep

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

long as there is a way, all hope

grip

the

The jester didn't answer.

the wheels began to

Stage warrior," the mechanical

that moment, Shang remembered something and looked at the jester again. "You don't count the

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

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

I make any progress? Honestly, I don't

SHING!

that moment, Shang's

leather. He carried a long sword in his hands, just like Teacher Mervin. Surprisingly, he wore clothes made

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

a heavy weapon

neither warriors nor beasts, and they were worse

of Shang was

on their own, only working

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

hammer

DING!

eyes and

he swung his sword to 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

at each other, and Shang

sword seemed to bend in the air and move