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.

the long isolation of training. When there is no external stimulus, time passes

been gone for their entire life. Obviously,

would probably just greet me respectfully but with a cold voice, and Elver and I have never

be difficult to talk to Mattheo, but that's because Jerald is raising him

Shang thought about Mattheo, he felt very distant from

a youngster than someone of Shang's age, even

Shang thought as he looked at the sky.

feel like my friends anymore, and the colossal giants I've

moment, Shang

in the trial, Shang realized what his future would

had no connection

training in isolation as they slowly progressed in

Astor was

had already begun

to the same extent, Shang also wasn't the

those three as my friends, but that's because we are all of

progresses, these friendships will probably also deteriorate. After all, I'm planning

stepped into the building and walked into a hallway to his

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

his hand on a wall. A moment later, the wall opened, and a staircase that led

to become the most powerful person

because they

everyone else just

'Of course not.'

the stairs

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

waste my time with friendships, outings, family, romance, or

want to become the most powerful, I

image appeared in Shang's

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

a sad

pain I have to bear if I want to

basement and opened one of

door was a long and high