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

God was obviously talking

far more powerful than him, the Dean

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

have advanced

he had been born just fifty years later,

even if he is still

silent for a

no way?"

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

thing you call the Procedure is only one of many ways to strengthen your body. Back when warriors were still powerful, they

the jester. "Are there any left

Mages destroyed everything. You won't find a

as I've said,

your duty to find them," the jester

remained silent as he just took a deep

Teacher

a way, all hope is not

his grip on

the next fight," he

The jester didn't answer.

began

Weak Peak Commander Stage

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

Also, your progress pleases me, and I don't want to

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

any progress? Honestly, I don't

SHING!

that moment, Shang's opponent

He carried a long sword in his hands, just like Teacher Mervin. Surprisingly, he wore clothes made of

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

of all, the man wasn't carrying a heavy weapon but an elegant and long

were neither warriors

the person in front of Shang was probably some

their own, only working

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

jester lifted his hammer

DING!

his eyes and looked at Shang with

sword to the side, creating a screeching noise

had been incredibly

entered a battle

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

also exploded forward

each other, and

the warrior's sword seemed to bend in the