Sword God in a World of Magic

Shang's Spirit Sense encompassed the mortal district.

It was essentially a lawless land.

Nearly no True Mages were there. There were plenty of Apprentices and a couple of Adepts, but they were only the weakest of their level.

The True Mages and High Mages would pick up the talented Apprentices and Adepts. There, they would be taught all about Magic.

Most normal people in this town only became Apprentices by blindly practicing and imitating other Apprentices. Of course, there were some people that actually sold textbooks for Apprentices, but these textbooks were expensive.

The normal people there lived in a poor state where they desperately tried to make money in any way they could.

They had nearly zero resources from outside the town, and they also couldn't easily exit the town since the mortal district was in the north and the exit was to the south.

Additionally, they were forbidden from living outside and building anything outside.

Why?

Because the powerful Mages thought it would look ugly if some dirty shacks surrounded the town.

That also meant that all the food the mortals desperately needed had to be farmed inside the town.

Sometimes, some leftovers from some beasts were thrown away by the True Mages and High Mages. Some of the braver people would venture to these places during the night and bring things back for the others.

But that was a dangerous job.

Any True Mage could kill an Apprentice or weaker if they so chose to. They just shouldn't kill too many of them at once.

The guards of the town mostly didn't care. First of all, the guards straight-up just didn't patrol in the north.

Second, they had grown used to these beggars.

and you will find five of them the next day, begging for

even in such a poor environment, some form

this

a gang that essentially ruled over all the tiny farms in the mortal district, and their people defended the farms from any

was a gang for prostitution, gambling, and other kinds

that focused on solving conflicts. Of course, the person with more money would win

of the mortal district, and they were led by three weak True Mages, probably the only True

was how it had been in

was on the rise, and

by some kind

had some weird power that transformed his surroundings into his

warrior, but the mortals didn't know of

in the mortal district, not only

there were rocks and men, warriors would pop up

difficult to come up with the concept of

very rich or advanced, they weren't cavemen. The warriors there used spears, swords, and many different kinds

around five times as many warriors

the mortal district. Nobody had any idea how to practice Magic, and there were only very few

traveling through the warrior path blindly. Especially

enough metal

of a mortal in this town was

could leave the town, but

random Adept Beast or True Beast

mortal probably didn't have the Grade Six Mana Crystal necessary to request the Pathfinder

the next

poverty. The only two ways to live relatively decently were to either get accepted by a True Mage as an aspiring Mage or to become a strong warrior and get a good position

a shit

castle, Shang was looking towards the north while rubbing

detailed plans for the town. These were top secret

Shang thought as he looked at the