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 Path

deep breath when

was obviously talking

of someone far more powerful than him, the Dean would never reach the Fifth

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

he would have advanced

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

he has already condensed his Path, and even if he is still working on it, there are

silent for

there really no

smirked. "There is always a way," he said with a laugh. "I designed this world to always have a way. The different

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

jester. "Are there

"The Mages destroyed everything. You won't find a

I've said,

duty to find them," the jester

as he just took a deep

wanted to repay Teacher Mervin, even if the Teacher Mervin that

there is a way, all hope is

grip

ready for the next fight," he

The jester didn't answer.

the wheels began

Commander Stage warrior," the

Shang remembered something and looked at the jester again. "You

jester said. "You didn't rely on my power. Also, your progress pleases me, and I don't want to punish you for living up to my

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

make any progress? Honestly, I

SHING!

that moment,

older man wearing leather. He carried a long sword in his hands, just like Teacher

second, Shang thought that this was a barbarian, but he

wasn't carrying a heavy weapon but

opponents in this trial. They were neither warriors nor beasts,

the person in front of Shang

lived on their own, only working

assumed that some hermit warrior would be among the more powerful warriors, but

jester lifted his hammer and struck the

DING!

and looked

he swung his sword to the side, creating

had

entered a battle

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

his right eye and also exploded

each other, and

sword seemed to bend in the air and