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.

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

their entire life. Obviously, they wouldn't view

just greet me respectfully but with a cold

Jerald is raising him to become a politician. He should be very good at expanding his social

when Shang thought about Mattheo, he

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

as he looked at the

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

moment, Shang

killed himself in the trial, Shang realized what his future would

knew had

training in isolation as they slowly progressed in

Astor was already a

Sarah had already begun

longer the same people, and to the

as my friends, but that's

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

the building and walked into a hallway to his

people in this world, and I'm certain that there are many people much more talented than

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

these unimaginable geniuses didn't manage to become the most

they

else just

'Of course not.'

the stairs

up with them and even surpass them, I have

waste my time with friendships,

become the most powerful, I must dedicate my

moment, an image appeared

much older, and they were looking

was a sad and heavy

a pain I have to bear if I want to

slowly walked through the basement

door was a long and high