Sword God in a World of Magic

Yes, the teacher in front of Shang was Astor. Right now, he was at the Early Commander Stage, and his Battle-Strength felt about average to Shang.

"So, you're a teacher now, huh?" Shang asked with a friendly smile.

Astor looked around and saw that everyone was looking at them.

"Greetings, Count Sword," Astor said, taking a step back and bowing politely.

Shang raised an eyebrow. "Is this really necessary, Astor? We're friends."

When Astor heard these words, a surprised expression appeared on his face. But then, his expression transformed into an uncomfortable one.

"I'm sorry, Count Sword, but I have to get back to teaching."

When Shang heard that, a small tinge of sadness appeared inside his chest, but he quickly got used to it.

'Yes, what have I even been expecting?'

"I understand," Shang said. Then, he turned to the students of Astor's class. "Your teacher taught me many things when I was young. He is very knowledgeable and very experienced. You can count yourself lucky for having such a teacher."

The eyes with which the students looked at their teacher became more respectful, and there was even a bit of wonder and shock in their eyes.

Shang nodded once more at Astor and turned around.

'What did I even think when I said that?' Shang thought as he walked towards the main building.

'Astor has probably heard that I returned 20 years ago. Maybe he even searched for me or waited for me to look for him.'

'Yet, instead of doing that, I completely vanished. I never looked for him to talk or anything like that.'

'I've been in the same class as Astor for two years, but 30 years have passed since then.'

'Friends? At most, we are old acquaintances.'

Shang released a silent sigh.

much time has passed for me, but that's due to the long isolation of training. When there is no external

have been gone for their entire life. Obviously,

differently. She would probably just greet me respectfully but with a cold

wouldn't be difficult to talk to Mattheo, but that's because Jerald is raising him to become a politician. He should be very good at expanding

about Mattheo, he felt very distant from

more like a youngster than someone of Shang's age, even though Mattheo was even older than

looked at the

feel like my friends anymore, and the colossal giants I've looked up to have

that moment, Shang remembered

what

once knew had no

training in isolation as they slowly progressed

was

had already begun learning

the same people, and to the same extent, Shang also

Jerald, and Mervin left. I can count those three as my friends, but that's because

also deteriorate. After all, I'm

building and walked into a

that is necessary. There are so many talented people in this world,

later, the wall opened, and a

all these unimaginable geniuses didn't manage to become the most

it because they didn't try hard

everyone else

'Of course not.'

the stairs

up with them and even surpass

can't waste my time with friendships,

powerful, I must dedicate my

image appeared

were much older, and they were looking at each other like

a sad

I have to bear if I

through the basement and opened one

the door was a long and high