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."

help, he will never reach the Fifth

breath when he

obviously talking

than him, the Dean would never reach

"He saw that your predecessor couldn't rival the Mages or

have advanced immediately, wasting his

years later,

he is still

remained silent for

no way?"

"There is always a way," he said with a laugh. "I designed this world to always have a

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

jester. "Are there any left

everything. You won't find a single inheritance

as I've said,

it's your duty to find them," the

remained silent as he just took

wanted to repay Teacher Mervin, even if the Teacher Mervin that helped him had

as there is a way,

grip on his

the next fight," he

The jester didn't answer.

the wheels began to

Stage warrior,"

the jester again. "You don't count the last fight

jester said. "You didn't rely on my power. Also, your progress pleases me, and I don't want to punish you for living up to my

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

progress?

SHING!

that moment, Shang's

a long sword in his hands, just like Teacher Mervin.

second, Shang thought that this was a barbarian,

the man wasn't carrying a heavy weapon but an elegant

opponents in this trial. They were neither warriors

person in front of Shang was probably

that lived on their own,

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

his hammer and struck

DING!

eyes and looked at Shang with

swung his sword to the side, creating a screeching

had been incredibly

warrior entered a

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

eye and also

of them charged at each other, and Shang

warrior's sword seemed to bend in