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.

not much time has passed for me, but that's due to the long isolation of training. When there is no external

I have been gone for their entire life. Obviously,

would probably just greet me respectfully but with a cold voice, and Elver and

that's because Jerald is raising him to become a politician. He should be very

about Mattheo, he felt very distant

someone of Shang's age, even though Mattheo was

thought as he looked at the sky. 'Power changes

back then don't feel like my friends anymore, and the colossal giants I've looked up to

moment, Shang remembered

had killed himself in the trial, Shang realized what his

had no connection

would continue training in isolation as they

Astor was already

had already begun learning to

the same people, and to the same extent, Shang also wasn't the

now, there's only George, Jerald, and Mervin left. I can count those three as my friends, but that's because we are

deteriorate. After

stepped into the building and walked into a hallway to

that is necessary. There are so many talented people in this world, and I'm certain that there are many people much more

A moment later, the wall opened, and a staircase that led

these unimaginable geniuses didn't manage to become the most

they didn't try

everyone else

'Of course not.'

the

want to keep up with them and even surpass them, I have to

can't waste my time with friendships, outings, family, romance, or similar

I want to become the most powerful, I must dedicate my

image appeared

where Shang and George were much older, and

a sad and heavy

is a pain I have to bear if I want to reach

slowly walked through the basement and opened one of

door was a long and high