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 Fifth Realm. His Path

deep breath when

obviously talking

the aid of someone far more powerful than him, the

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

your predecessor, he would have

been born just fifty years

he is

silent for a

there really no way?"

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

body. Back when warriors were still powerful, they simply ingested a pill to achieve such a powerful

jester. "Are there any left in

everything. You won't find a single inheritance

said, there

them," the jester said with

as he just

repay Teacher Mervin, even if the Teacher Mervin

long as there is a way, all hope is not

his grip on

the next

The jester didn't answer.

began to spin

Stage warrior," the

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

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

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

any progress? Honestly, I don't

SHING!

that moment, Shang's opponent

in his hands, just like Teacher Mervin. Surprisingly, he wore clothes made of fur and

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

of all, the man wasn't carrying a heavy

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

in front of

own, only working on their

would be among the more powerful

hammer

DING!

eyes and looked at

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

had been

entered

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

eye and also

at each other, and Shang readied his

sword seemed to bend in the air and