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.

the

the

but over the next couple of days, over

They were in paradise!

how things

Shang what the plan looked

only watched the mortal

a month had passed, and Shang paid the agents for their

lot, but the company had

this moment, the mortals

partying

he specifically didn't look at the thing

Instead, he waited.

later, Shang focused on

his Spirit Sense, and as soon as he actually saw their

BANG!

scattering clouds of chaotic Mana in the

a while, the clouds

the person was

that person

the Temple of Blood that was responsible for gathering more

the next step of the plan has been completed,'

he had specifically stopped himself from looking at them in the beginning. After all, if he did, the Scout would realize that Shang's Spirit Sense had a range of 250 kilometers, which was

mean that the entire organization should know

couple of minutes later, the Territory

roughly 150 kilometers, and you have a terrifying perception. Due

strong senses, and obvious talent, not every

for your head

Shang snorted.

Six Mana

the three Guild Masters

the problem is

is," the

Shang nodded. "Thanks."