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.

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

like I have been gone for their entire life. Obviously, they wouldn't view me as

react any differently. She would probably just greet me respectfully but with a cold voice, and Elver and I have

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

Shang thought about Mattheo,

someone of Shang's age, even though Mattheo was

Shang thought as he looked at the sky. 'Power

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

that moment, Shang

had killed himself in the trial, Shang realized what his future would turn into, and this

he once knew had no

continue training in isolation as

Astor was already a

had already begun learning

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

as my friends, but

probably also deteriorate. After all, I'm

building and walked into a hallway to

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

on a wall. A moment later, the wall opened, and

didn't manage to become the

it because they

else

'Of course not.'

down the stairs into

even surpass them, I have

with friendships, outings, family, romance,

want to become the most powerful, I must

moment, an image appeared

much older, and they

a sad and heavy

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

the basement and

door was a long and