Sword God in a World of Magic

Before Shang left his inner world, he thought about Lucius' words again.

'I'm not sure how to feel about what I've read,' Shang thought as he furrowed his brows.

'The world is not bad? Maybe, but I don't know. I've felt the effects of the persecution of the other Paths personally.'

'I've seen how the Council and the Dukes suppress the warriors just because they fear their power.'

'The Skythunder Kingdom would be the most powerful Kingdom as long as the Council supports the warriors. The warriors didn't even want to rise up initially, but everything the Council had done over the past decades has pushed them away from them.'

'Everyone is only interested in their own power, and I'm not any better. To achieve my goal, I'm even willing to push the world into a calamity.'

Shang was not someone that loved the world as much as Lucius.

Someone of Lucius' power didn't need to fear anyone, and he could appreciate the beauty of the world.

But Shang was in the middle of a huge war just because he was not a Mage.

A moment later, a different thought entered Shang's mind.

'Although, Jerald is not like the other Mages. Mages, as well as warriors, are willing to follow him. The only reason why we have so few Mages is that they are afraid of fighting against the Council. No one wants to join the side that is most likely to lose in a war unless their very lives are on the line.'

'King Skythunder also doesn't seem to care a lot about warriors and Mages, but that's understandable. From what I know, he has once been a barbarian before he became a Mage. He has a different outlook.'

At that point, Shang thought about the world he had seen around 70 years ago.

The farmers in the Farm Line had peaceful lives, and the students of the Warrior Academy had been in high spirits. They were young children that looked at the future with bright and glowing eyes.

The hunters and Mages had no big conflicts back then, and Warrior's Paradise had been bustling with activity and life.

As Shang thought about the time he had been a teenager, he could imagine finding the world beautiful.

For a while, Shang only evaluated his own thoughts.

'I don't know if I find the world beautiful or not,' he thought. 'Lucius' words don't change a thing.'

'However, if I actually have a chance to get rid of the Abominations without jeopardizing my own growth, I will do it.'

Even though Shang felt a deep connection with the Abominations, there was still a fundamental difference between them.

The Abominations wanted the world to stop existing.

Shang didn't want that.

void of nothingness as the only living

to live, the vast majority of things around him

connection, the Abominations still counted

'Nothing changes.'

up his mind, Shang left his inner

cave deep underground, Shang opened his right

"Welcome back."

looked over and saw Jerald beside

keeping watch over Shang's body while he was undergoing the trial. Additionally, Jerald wanted to know

and stood

to evaluate Shang with furrowed

he said. "I presume this has to do with

in the world can see through my real Affinity anymore. That means that I also won't be immediately hunted down by

is great to hear, but it doesn't sound like your

other rewards that would have increased my power, but I

a problem. Making the plan succeed is definitely important, but it is only of momentary importance, and it only functions as an intermediary

"Sorry," Shang said.

fine," Jerald said. "I would have done the

waited for the trial was

power even more, the plan

it seemed like the wait had been

power, but at least

immediately. After all, the purpose of the plan was to take revenge for Jerald's fallen

that he couldn't force his own priorities

with his life, and Jerald didn't want to betray that

and he also mentioned some of the stuff he had learned from Lucius' letter. Naturally, he didn't tell Jerald about

in the

he said. "Your power should be enough for the plan.

seem cold most of the time, but I cared for George and the entire

bit. "That's good

how the atmosphere

time. The oppressive power and authority of the

had completely vanished from Warrior's Paradise, and a cloud of grey uncertainty and fear hung over

the dead air in Warrior's Paradise had been an oddity in

students than ever, but there was no youthful happiness

eradicated joyful training and replaced it

colorful and bright eyes but with cynical, grey eyes