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."

outside help, he will never reach the

breath when he heard

was obviously talking about the

more powerful than him, the Dean would never reach the Fifth

other warrior to reevaluate himself," the jester added. "He saw that your

your predecessor, he would have advanced immediately,

If he had been born just fifty years later, he would have a shot at transforming his body and

if he is still working on

silent

no way?"

a laugh. "I designed this world to always

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

jester. "Are there any left in

jester answered. "The Mages destroyed everything. You won't find a single inheritance regarding physical fighters in

said, there

them," the jester said with

remained silent as he

Teacher Mervin, even if the Teacher Mervin that helped him had

a way, all

grip on

ready for the next fight,"

The jester didn't answer.

wheels began to

Stage warrior,"

remembered something and looked at the jester again.

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

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

I make any progress?

SHING!

that moment, Shang's

carried a long sword in his hands, just

this was a barbarian, but he knew

carrying a heavy weapon but an elegant

were neither warriors nor beasts, and

that the person in front of Shang was probably

own, only working

be among the

lifted his hammer and

DING!

and looked at Shang with

creating a screeching noise by cutting

movements had been

entered a battle

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

eye and also exploded forward with an Ice

at each other, and Shang readied his

seemed to bend in the air and move