Sword God in a World of Magic

The world continued to change as more years passed.

Shang kept being isolated from the world, only hearing some news from Jerald.

Jerald's jovial and polite demeanor had vanished to a large degree after even his son had died.

Around 60 years ago, Jerald had been friends with basically all the different Dukes, had been on good terms with the Council, had George as a close friend, and had a son.

He had been at the prime of his life, and he had even owned quite a lot of Zones.

Everything had been going great.

And then, over the next 60 years, everything he owned began to vanish slowly.

He still had his personal power and wealth, but that was about it.

He only had one Zone now.

He was enemies with the Council.

He was enemies with all the Dukes.

George was dead.

Mattheo was dead.

Some of his close subordinates were dead.

And, worst of all, he knew who was responsible, but just like Shang, there was nothing he could do at the moment.

He could only swallow it until it was time.

Jerald's goal of becoming King had shifted.

Now, vengeance was above his goal of becoming King.

He wanted to kill all the people that had taken everything from him!

And the key to all of that was the weak little boy he had found inside one of his gardens around 60 years ago.

As more years passed, it became harder and harder for Jerald to keep up the mask.

At some point, he even started to completely ignore all the orders the Council sent to him.

This was already a grave violation of his position, and it was enough reason for the Council to take the Storm Eagle Zone away from him.

Yet, the war and impending civil war were the primary focus of the Council's mind. They couldn't afford to anger another Late High Mage with incredible power.

In fact, the situation was so bad that even two of the members of the Council had died on the frontlines.

victims of extremely elaborate traps with several exceedingly powerful High Mages attacking them at the same

later, the Council did something

Whirlwind a seat on the

Skythunder Kingdom was rich with High Mages but

for being a Duke, but only very few for being a

this move, they extended an olive

essentially meant that Jerald's past conduct would be swept under the rug, and he could join the

would gain a vast amount

also represent the stagnation

there were even so many powerful warriors in the first place, and the Storm

several Circles traveling across the entire Kingdom, searching for warriors that hadn't been on the frontlines yet, and if they

for the

Jerald accepted the invitation, that safe haven would

do when the

He didn't answer.

always blew them off, telling them that he needed more

was stuck in limbo. However, they would never forget this

they would take

the Council and

even sent out a decree that people should avoid the

running his Zone

one of the oldest and most powerful Dukes, and he could probably even look

he had assumed a position opposing them at the same

the guards stationed at the borders of the Storm Eagle Zone had quintupled in size. There

the Council or another Duke tried to enter the Storm Eagle Zone, they would be

the border anyway since he

messenger was executed on

that, public outrage occurred, fueled

Whirlwind a deserter and

illegal, and powerful guards were stationed at its

Council still

Mages, and they couldn't afford these

to wait until

demand Duke Whirlwind to give the land he illegally

incidents as proof that they were the reasonable ones and that it was Duke

such a dangerous time, Duke Whirlwind was not helping the Kingdom but putting its citizens

and

react to

many people believed the Council, and over 50% of the people living in the Storm Eagle Zone left

most of these people were

only looked at the Mages, one would see that over 90% of them had left the

of True Mages, the Storm Eagle Zone now had only around 15

Essentially only Adepts and Apprentices directly related to the 15 True

was why they couldn't stand up for what they believed in. Some of them wanted to remain, but when

left in the Storm Eagle