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. His

took a deep breath when

obviously

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

that your predecessor couldn't rival the

would have advanced

years later, he would have a shot at transforming

already condensed his Path, and even if he is still

remained silent for

no way?"

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

of many ways to strengthen your body. Back when warriors were still

jester. "Are there any left in

won't find a single inheritance

as I've said, there

it's your duty to find them," the jester said with

as he just took a deep

the Teacher Mervin that helped him had not been

as there is a way, all

grip on his

ready for the next

The jester didn't answer.

the wheels began

Commander Stage warrior," the mechanical

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

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

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

I make any progress? Honestly, I don't

SHING!

that moment, Shang's opponent

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

this was a barbarian, but

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

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

in front of

that lived on their own, only

among the more powerful warriors, but

jester lifted his hammer and

DING!

his eyes and looked at

the side, creating a screeching

had been

entered a battle

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

eye and also

each other,

in the