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

breath when he heard

obviously talking

far more powerful than him, the

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

would have

just fifty years later, he would have a shot at transforming his body

if he is still working on it,

remained silent

no way?"

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

Back when warriors were still powerful, they

the jester. "Are there any

find a single inheritance regarding

said, there

duty to find them,"

he

repay Teacher Mervin, even if the Teacher Mervin that helped

a way, all

his grip

ready for the

The jester didn't answer.

wheels began to

thirteen: Weak Peak Commander Stage

jester again. "You don't count the last fight

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

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

I make any progress? Honestly, I

SHING!

that moment,

his hands, just like Teacher Mervin. Surprisingly, he wore clothes made of fur and no

this was a

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

as opponents in this trial. They were neither warriors nor

of Shang

own, only

would be among the more powerful warriors, but this one

hammer

DING!

eyes and looked at Shang

the side, creating

had

warrior entered a battle

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

eye and also exploded

charged at each other, and Shang readied his

the warrior's sword seemed to bend in the air