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

obviously talking

powerful than him, the

his advancement allowed this other warrior to reevaluate himself," the jester added. "He saw that your predecessor couldn't

predecessor, he would have

early. If he had been born just fifty years

he is still working on it,

silent for a

no way?" he

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

Back when warriors were still powerful, they simply

"Are

Mages destroyed everything. You won't find a single inheritance regarding physical fighters

as I've said, there are

to find them," the jester said

he just took a

Mervin, even if the Teacher Mervin that helped him had not been the

long as there is a

strengthened his grip on

the next fight,"

The jester didn't answer.

the wheels began to spin

Peak Commander Stage warrior," the mechanical voice

remembered something and looked at the jester

pleases me, and I don't

'Progress, huh?' Shang thought.

make any progress?

SHING!

that moment,

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

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

wasn't carrying a heavy weapon but an elegant and long

barbarians basically didn't qualify as opponents in this trial. They were neither warriors nor beasts, and they

person in front of Shang was probably some kind

that lived on their own, only working on

would be among the more powerful warriors, but this

his hammer

DING!

and looked at

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

had been incredibly

warrior entered a battle

BANG!

And suddenly exploded forward.

his right eye and also exploded

charged at each other, and

in the air and move to