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 he heard

God was obviously talking about the

the aid of someone far more powerful than him, the Dean

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

have advanced immediately, wasting his

years later, he would have a

has already condensed his Path, and even if he is still

silent

there really no way?" he

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

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

"Are

You won't find

I've said, there

your duty to find them," the jester said with

he

Teacher Mervin that helped him had

a way, all hope is not

grip on his

the

The jester didn't answer.

the wheels began to

Stage warrior,"

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

my power. Also, your progress pleases me, and

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

make any progress? Honestly,

SHING!

that moment,

older man wearing leather. He carried a long sword in his hands, just like Teacher Mervin. Surprisingly, he

thought that this was a

carrying a heavy weapon but an elegant and

They were neither warriors nor beasts, and

that the person in front of Shang was probably some

their own, only working

be among the

hammer and struck

DING!

warrior opened his eyes and

side, creating a screeching noise by cutting the wind

movements had been incredibly

entered a

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

eye and also exploded forward with an

at each other, and Shang readied his

to bend in the