Sword God in a World of Magic

Elver, contestant 1, looked at the person in the white cloak in front of him.

He was confident that this was Shang, the Fallen Saint, the person that had vanished over 500 years ago after allegedly killing Jerald.

Earlier, Elver had been nervous about the mysterious Master of the foreign warriors. Contestant 31 had already been far more powerful than he had thought, and he had feared that he might lose against this mysterious Master.

Yet, he still had some hope.

But not anymore.

Elver knew Shang.

Elver had seen Shang's power.

Elver had seen what Shang could do.

And he knew that he couldn't possibly win.

All the watching Mages looked at the person in the white cloak with shock.

They hadn't seen this person move at all!

These powerful Mages automatically felt every small bit of movement inside their Spirit Sense, but this person had arrived in the middle of the arena without them noticing.

This was also one of the reasons why Lord Starsky had been so shocked.

He had felt the person move, but he had actually needed to pay attention to follow their movement. This was like someone feeling a slight tingle on their forearm and looking at it to confirm if there actually was something or not.

It could be considered incredibly impressive to make a Mage Lord pay attention to one.

But, of course, this wasn't the only reason why Lord Starsky was shocked.

The other reason was the power of that person.

Earlier, he had dismissed the people in the white and black cloak since they were well within the Realm of Ancestral Mages. A warrior couldn't possibly be that powerful. At least not right now.

Elver only looked at the person in white robes with a complicated expression without readying his weapons.

The person in the white cloak slowly raised his right arm, gesturing for Elver to attack him.

hadn't drawn his

Elver asked with a voice brimming

hatred, uncertainty, fear, nervousness, curiosity, pity,

Everything just blended together.

had often thought about what he would say to Shang

at Shang,

Shang to do that. After all, Jerald and

when Elver actually stood in front of Shang, he couldn't decide on what he

actually

that knew the deceased dean, the old teachers, and the world

had also technically been alive before the war started, but he had only appeared in the warrior academy

had been no fighting between warriors and Mages, an age

Kingdoms were gone, and the warriors knew about the

five Kingdoms

the oldest warrior alive,

like he had been the only one that had witnessed and lived in the Storm Eagle Zone, Duke Whirlwind's territory, part of

there was

had gone through the

the one simple question of

the person in the white cloak,

lifted his

allow these two to fight just

was pulled to the

the person in the white cloak. "Due to the current standard of warriors, it would be unreasonable to believe

looked with confusion at each

in white is well within the Sixth Realm, and believing that this is

understood what Lord Starsky said

warrior in the world could barely win against a Mid Archmage. It would be idiotic to believe that there was a warrior that

want to fight, I require proof of your identity," Lord Starsky announced

do anything

him," Elver suddenly said to Lord Starsky.

looked at contestant

was vouching

at Elver, and

taken notice of the glance, and

his head and clench

the glance