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."

will never reach the Fifth Realm. His Path is just

breath when he

was obviously talking about

of someone far more powerful than him,

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

would have advanced

warrior came too early. If he had been born just fifty years later, he would

if he is still

remained silent for a

really no

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

you call the 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

the jester. "Are there any left in the

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

as I've said, there are

them," the jester said

silent as he just

Teacher

is a way, all hope is not

strengthened his grip on his

the next fight," he

The jester didn't answer.

wheels began to

Peak Commander Stage

Shang remembered something and looked at the jester again. "You

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

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

I make any progress? Honestly, I don't

SHING!

that moment, Shang's opponent

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

Shang thought that this was a barbarian, but

the man wasn't carrying a heavy weapon but

as opponents in this trial. They were neither warriors nor beasts, and

person in front of Shang was probably

own, only

among the more

lifted his hammer and

DING!

warrior opened his eyes and looked

his sword to the side, creating a screeching noise

had been incredibly

warrior entered a battle

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

right eye and also exploded forward

each other, and Shang readied his

seemed to bend in the air