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.

heavily armored boot stepping on the ground

sped up, and he felt like the pressure in the

Clank. Clank. Clank!

footsteps grew louder, and

this afraid while

only hearing footsteps

did he suddenly turn into

stop in front of the door, his body froze as his fight-or-flight instincts

like he

Then, the door opened.

opening felt like an eternity to Oliver,

only sat stiffly on his chair as he looked at

black titan or black

dense, pitch-black plate armor. Not

from the armor, making it appear like a demon king was wearing

armor he was seeing with how many main antagonists in fantasy

imposing, evil,

a bit, Oliver dared to look up, and his eyes

Oliver realize that this was

was hidden behind a big, armored, metal eyepatch with the symbol of a flying sword on it. The metallic eyepatch connected to

entered the room, time

dare

allow him to

look in fear at the one eye looking back

Several seconds passed.

Oliver finally took a deep

that?!' he thought in

seen True Path Stage warriors before, but none of them had such a sinister presence

"Stand up."

figure,

of Oliver glanced at the

don't want to talk down to you. It's better when we talk face to face," the figure

Oliver's tense

in the room also seemed to lessen for

seconds of

any questions?" the

nervousness returned, and he took a

you?" Oliver asked, trying to sound unintimidated but

Sword,"

that moment, Oliver's

heard about Count Sword in