Sword God in a World of Magic

'Three Grade Six Mana Crystals for a Town Lord? That's a bit small,' Shang thought.

"How will we proceed now?" Shang asked as he faced the special Communication Crystal for the Temple of Blood.

"We are going the official route," the Territory Lord told Shang via the Communication Crystal. "We are going to investigate your power. Then, we will find out that you are obviously so strong that we would need to send a Peak Archmage to take care of you. Additionally, they must be good enough to hide from all the surveillance."

"In the end, we will find out that the price is obviously not fitting for such a mission and decline the mission unless they are willing to pay vastly more. We'll see where we go from there."

"Alright," Shang answered. "Contact me again with updates."

"We will," the Territory Lord said before cutting the connection.

Over the next couple of days, the mortal district became bigger and bigger, and the mortals began to become quite orderly.

No one would have expected that these people had been aimless beggars just a couple of weeks ago.

Eventually, all the teaching stopped, and the mortals were now effectively free to do whatever they wanted.

Did they want to increase the proficiency of their craft to learn more?

Were they fine with just living like this?

Did they want to change?

Yet, the decision most people made surprised Shang quite a bit.

They didn't care.

Food was no longer an issue, and they could finally do whatever they wanted.

They no longer needed to fear the guards to hunt for Mana Scraps.

Water was also abundant, and they even had access to better houses than they ever had.

All the stress of their lives evaporated over the next couple of days, and the mortal district transformed from a small town into a site for a huge festival.

Most of the smiths stopped smithing.

of the

of the hunters

doing their job, but over the

They were in paradise!

was how things were supposed to

Shang what the plan looked

only watched the mortal

and

Crystals was a lot, but the

the mortals

time, the partying

Spirit Sense noticed something, but he specifically didn't look at the thing he

Instead, he waited.

a couple of minutes later, Shang focused on the

saw a cloaked and ethereal person with his Spirit Sense, and as soon as he actually saw their appearance,

BANG!

clouds of

a while, the clouds

the person was

who that person

was a Scout, a member of the Temple of Blood that

like the next step of the plan has been

in the beginning. After

knew about these things, but that didn't mean that the entire organization

later, the Territory Lord contacted Shang

you have a Spirit Sense with a range of roughly 150 kilometers, and you have a terrifying perception. Due to all these new pieces of information, I would judge that we need to send a Sweeper, not a

senses, and obvious talent, not every

new price for your head is

Shang snorted.

Grade Six Mana

three Guild Masters

is resolved," Shang

is,"

Shang nodded. "Thanks."