Sword God in a World of Magic

A door on the fifth floor of the Warrior Academy's main building opened.

Two people stood in front of the door. One was a tall man with blue hair and a gigantic sword strapped to his back.

The other person was a teenager with black hair, carrying a black spear on his back.

"Enter," the teacher said.

The student hesitated a bit. "Am I in trouble, Teacher Astor?" he asked with a voice that betrayed his nervousness.

"No," Teacher Astor said with a calm voice. "Someone important wants to meet you, and I'm only here to escort you."

"Why?" the student asked.

"I don't know," Teacher Astor answered.

That didn't help in alleviating the student's worries.

Eventually, he just entered the room, and Teacher Astor closed the door before leaving.

The student looked around with anxiety, and he eventually sat down in a chair beside a big desk in the middle of the room.

The student slowly caressed the handle of his spear to give himself comfort. As long as his weapon was beside him, he didn't need to feel so scared.

'Have I done anything wrong?' the student thought in worry. 'Did someone find out that I sneaked into the Wild Forest to fight some beasts? But I didn't kill any of them! I didn't damage the ecosystem!'

The student waited inside the room for several minutes, his anxiety only becoming stronger.

'Calm down, Oliver! Teacher Astor said that you are not in trouble! It's only that someone important wants to meet you... someone so important that even Teacher Astor seemed uncertain...'

Oliver, the student, just couldn't calm himself down. He knew Teacher Astor very well, and he was always friendly, helpful, and forthcoming. He was also a very good teacher!

But, just now, Teacher Astor seemed conflicted, nervous, and uncertain.

That meant that someone of even greater status than a teacher or Vice-Dean of the Academy would want to meet him.

'What would such a person even want from me? I'm barely average in my class. I can't imagine that some powerful warrior suddenly saw my talent and decided to take me in as their disciple.'

'But then, what would such a person want from me?'

As Oliver continued stewing in his thoughts, his eyes darted toward the door of the room.

For some reason, he felt like something or someone was approaching.

The atmosphere in the room seemed to become more oppressive and darker the more Oliver looked at the door.

Clank.

Oliver heard the sound of a heavily armored boot stepping on the ground

sped up, and he felt like the

Clank. Clank. Clank!

and Oliver

this afraid while

only hearing footsteps right

he suddenly turn into such

front of the

like he

Then, the door opened.

an eternity to Oliver, but

as he looked at the black figure that

black titan or

clothed in extremely dense, pitch-black plate armor. Not even a single bit of its actual body showed through the

the armor, making it appear like a demon king was

connected the armor he was seeing with how many main antagonists in fantasy games

imposing,

a bit, Oliver dared to look up, and his eyes fixated on a single, cold,

Oliver realize that this was a

was hidden behind a big, armored, metal eyepatch with the symbol of a flying sword on

black titan entered the room, time had seemingly frozen for

didn't dare to

allow him

in fear at the one eye looking

Several seconds passed.

took a

is that?!' he thought

before, but none

"Stand up."

from the figure, and Oliver slowly complied

of Oliver glanced at

here can't bear my weight, and I don't want to talk down to you. It's better

Oliver's tense nerves

in the room also seemed to lessen for

of silence

any questions?" the

he took a

you?" Oliver asked, trying to sound unintimidated but

Sword,"

Oliver's eyes

had heard about Count Sword in history