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 Realm. His Path is

deep breath when he

God was obviously

more powerful than him, the

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

he would have advanced

early. If he had been born just fifty years later, he would have a shot

is

remained silent

there really no way?"

designed this world to always have a way.

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

jester. "Are

find a single

said, there

them,"

remained silent as he just

if the Teacher Mervin

long as there is a way, all hope

grip on

ready for the next fight,"

The jester didn't answer.

wheels began

Peak Commander Stage warrior,"

jester again. "You don't count the last

progress pleases me, and I don't want to punish you for living

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

any progress? Honestly,

SHING!

moment,

was an older man wearing leather. He carried a long sword in his hands, just like Teacher Mervin. Surprisingly, he wore clothes made of fur and no

thought that this was a barbarian, but he knew that wouldn't

a heavy weapon but an elegant and long

were neither warriors nor beasts, and they

of Shang was probably

their own,

I assumed that some hermit warrior would be among the more powerful

hammer and struck the

DING!

his eyes and looked at Shang with

creating a screeching

movements had

entered a

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

and also

charged at each other, and

seemed to bend in