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."

he will never reach the Fifth Realm. His

deep breath when he heard

God was obviously talking

someone far more powerful than

himself," the jester added. "He saw that your predecessor couldn't rival the Mages or beasts, and

would have advanced immediately, wasting

warrior came too early. If he had been born just fifty years later, he would have a shot at transforming his body and

and even if he is still working on it, there are no fitting beasts for him

silent for

no way?" he

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

one of many ways to strengthen your body. Back when warriors were still powerful, they

at the jester. "Are there any left in the

jester answered. "The Mages destroyed everything. You won't find

I've said, there are

it's your duty to find them," the

he just took a deep

to repay Teacher Mervin, even if the Teacher Mervin that helped him had not been the real

is a way, all hope is not

strengthened his grip on

the next fight," he

The jester didn't answer.

began to spin

Peak Commander Stage warrior," the mechanical

looked at the jester again. "You don't count

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

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

progress? Honestly,

SHING!

moment, Shang's opponent

carried a long sword in his hands, just like Teacher Mervin. Surprisingly, he

a barbarian, but he

man wasn't carrying a heavy weapon but

didn't qualify as opponents in this trial. They were neither warriors nor

front of Shang was probably some kind

lived on their own, only working on their

among the more powerful warriors,

hammer

DING!

warrior opened his eyes and looked

sword to the side, creating

movements had

warrior entered a battle

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

eye and also exploded forward with

them charged at each

in the air