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."

reach the Fifth Realm. His

deep breath when he heard

obviously talking about the

of someone far more powerful than him, the Dean would

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

your predecessor, he would have advanced

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

is still working on it, there are

silent for a

really no

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

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

the jester. "Are there any

won't find a single inheritance regarding physical

as I've said, there are

them," the jester said

as he just took a

wanted to repay Teacher Mervin, even if the Teacher Mervin that helped him had

as there is a way, all hope

his grip

the next

The jester didn't answer.

wheels began to

Peak Commander Stage warrior,"

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

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

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

any progress? Honestly, I don't

SHING!

that moment,

hands, just like Teacher Mervin. Surprisingly, he wore clothes made of fur

Shang thought that this was a barbarian, but he knew that wouldn't make any

all, the man wasn't carrying a

this trial. They were neither warriors nor beasts, and they were worse than

front of Shang was probably some kind

on their own, only working on

be among the more powerful warriors, but

jester lifted his hammer and

DING!

eyes and looked at

to the side, creating a screeching noise

movements had

warrior entered a battle

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

also

each other, and

seemed to bend in the air and move to the