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."

the Fifth

took a deep breath

God was obviously

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

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

predecessor, he would have advanced immediately, wasting his

this warrior came too early. If he had been born just fifty years later,

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

silent

there really no way?" he

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

thing you call the Procedure is only one of many ways to strengthen your body. Back when warriors were still powerful, they simply ingested a pill to achieve such a powerful body. Such a pill would work on this

jester. "Are there

won't find a single inheritance regarding physical fighters

as I've said, there

duty to find them," the

as he just

even if the Teacher Mervin that helped him had not been

is a

his grip on his

ready for the next

The jester didn't answer.

the wheels began to

thirteen: Weak Peak Commander Stage warrior," the mechanical

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

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

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

progress?

SHING!

moment, Shang's

hands,

second, Shang thought that this was a

wasn't carrying a heavy weapon but an elegant

They were neither warriors nor beasts,

that the person in front of

lived on their own, only working

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

hammer

DING!

his eyes and looked at

he swung his sword to the side, creating a screeching noise by cutting

had been incredibly

entered

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

his right eye and also exploded forward

them charged at each other, and Shang readied

sword seemed to bend in the air and move