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

God was obviously talking about

far more powerful than him, the Dean would never reach

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

have advanced immediately, wasting his

years later, he would have a shot at transforming his

if he is still working on it, there are

silent

really no way?"

is always a way," he said with a laugh. "I designed this

still powerful, they simply ingested a pill to achieve such a powerful body.

the jester. "Are there any left in the

won't find a single inheritance regarding physical fighters in the

I've said, there

them," the jester said

he just took a

the Teacher Mervin that helped him had not been the

as there is a way, all hope is not

grip on

ready for the next fight," he

The jester didn't answer.

began

Commander Stage warrior," the mechanical voice

looked at the jester again. "You

rely on my power. Also, your progress pleases me,

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

any progress? Honestly, I don't

SHING!

that moment, Shang's opponent

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

that this was a barbarian, but he

wasn't carrying a heavy weapon but an elegant and

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

in front of Shang was probably some kind of

that lived on their own, only

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

hammer and

DING!

his eyes and

sword to the side, creating a screeching noise by

movements had

warrior entered

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

eye and also

of them charged at each other, and Shang readied his

the warrior's sword seemed to bend in the air and move to