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."

will never reach the

a deep breath when he heard

God was obviously talking

more powerful than him, the Dean would never reach

that your

predecessor, he would have advanced immediately, wasting his

fifty years later, he would have a

he has already condensed his Path, and even if he is still working on it, there are no

silent

no way?" he

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

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

at the jester. "Are there any left

the jester answered. "The Mages destroyed everything. You won't find a single inheritance

I've said,

it's your duty to find them,"

remained silent as he just took

wanted to repay Teacher Mervin, even if the Teacher Mervin that helped him had not been the real

is a way, all

his grip on

for the next fight,"

The jester didn't answer.

began to

Commander Stage warrior," the mechanical voice

moment, Shang remembered something and looked at the jester again.

jester said. "You 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,

SHING!

that moment, Shang's opponent

in his hands, just like Teacher Mervin. Surprisingly, he

was a barbarian, but he knew that

a

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

person in front of Shang was probably some kind of

lived on their own, only working on their

I assumed that some hermit warrior would be among the more

jester lifted his hammer and

DING!

and looked at Shang with

side, creating a screeching

movements had been incredibly

warrior entered a

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

also exploded forward

each other, and

sword seemed to bend in the air and move to the