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

took a deep breath when

God was obviously talking about

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

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

would have advanced immediately, wasting

If he had been born just fifty years later, he would

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

silent

no way?" he

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

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

the jester. "Are there

find a single inheritance regarding physical fighters in

as I've said, there

your duty to find them," the jester said with a

remained silent as he just took

Mervin, even if the Teacher Mervin that helped him

is a way, all hope is

strengthened his grip on

ready for the next

The jester didn't answer.

began to spin

Stage warrior,"

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

didn't rely on my power. Also, your progress pleases me, and I don't want

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

I make any progress?

SHING!

that moment,

sword in his hands, just

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

wasn't carrying a heavy

were neither warriors nor beasts,

of Shang was probably some kind of

on their own,

be among the more powerful

hammer and struck

DING!

and looked

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

had

entered a

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

and also exploded

them charged at each other, and Shang readied

bend in the air and move to