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

took a deep breath when he

obviously talking about the

of someone far more powerful than him, the

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

have advanced immediately,

he had been born just fifty years later,

has already condensed his Path, and even if he is still working on it, there are no fitting

silent

really no

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

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

jester. "Are there any left

everything. You won't find

as I've said,

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

he just

to repay Teacher Mervin, even if the Teacher Mervin

as there is a way, all hope is

his grip on

the next fight,"

The jester didn't answer.

the wheels began to spin

Peak Commander Stage warrior,"

at the jester again. "You don't count

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

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

any progress?

SHING!

moment, Shang's

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

thought that this was a barbarian,

a heavy weapon but an elegant

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

front of Shang was

their own, only

some hermit warrior would be among the more

lifted his hammer

DING!

eyes and looked at Shang with

creating a screeching noise by cutting the wind

movements had

warrior entered a

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

his right eye and also exploded forward with

two of them charged at each other,

seemed to bend in the air and move to the