Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

For the time they finished cleaning the ovens, pots, and anvils, the team responsible for bringing wood did their task, and the three fast runners returned at last with three storage rings filled with what William demanded.

"Brilliant," examining everything, William nodded in contempt.

"Now… What will we do?" Berry wasn't the only one feeling such curiosity about it, everyone else did.

They knew they were in it whether they liked it or not. So, they kept thinking about what they were going to make here.

"Don't be haste, first let's start doing something simple," William took everything out and arranged them in three groups. Then he restocked two rings each with different material, giving one to Berry and another to Lang before adding, "this has the blue frosty ores, and this has the bronzed silver ant wax… Make sure to fill half of the ovens with each substance, and then start lighting the fire."

"This simple?!!" This was the shock everyone felt. They expected William to come up with a brilliant move, yet he just asked them to add the two together without any regard to anything.

"Just do it, and leave the rest to me," William didn't say anymore before adding, "the amount inside is enough to fill these pots dozens of times already. The time needed to melt the two together won't take more than five minutes. Then you can pour them into these moulds before finally delivering the mix to me."

"This…"

Everyone looked at the direction he pointed at. It was a place where plain moulds were laying there, without any special designs at all.

"Isn't it needed to reshape the moulds first by the design of the items we are forging before we pour the melted mix?" Claine couldn't help but ask, and William simply waved his hand.

"Just do it and leave the rest to me."

He knew that trying to explain what they'd eventually got to see was useless. They would soon get to know what he was up to. And trying to say it in words was pointless.
"Where is the hammer?" under their weird gazes, he couldn't help but ignore all this and ask about the most important thing.

"Here," Lang took out a hammer that had a short handle and big head, "it's a silver grade hammer, the best hammer I found in there."

"Not bad," William nodded but when he got the hammer, he felt how heavy it was.

Even Lang needed to hold it using both hands, making it obvious how heavy and hard to wield it was.

However, unlike what they expected, William didn't flinch from holding it.


Even when William's arms fell to the ground when he held the hammer, he didn't show any sign of distress or annoyance at all on his face. Instead, there was a tinge of excitement.

"Good, the heavier the better," and as he said it, everyone couldn't help but gaze up at him in doubt.

In their eyes, he was just feigning being strong and cool.

"Go and start working," William noticed that everyone was gazing up at him without moving.

"Let's start working," Lang was the one to issue the order this time. He wanted to see how this arrogant and showy kid would act when he'd be forced to use this hammer.

Up till now, not a single act of William made any sense. They all thought about him faking all this to show up. And there was a single reason to explain such an attitude, Berry.

William said it himself. He was doing all this for her sake. They all believed what he said back then, and even now they felt like he was just trying to show off to attract her attention.

​ Despite understanding where this did come from and it seemed logical, they still felt furiously inside.

William dragged not only them to this pathetic act, but also asked for fifty more spirit masters to be relieved from their utmost important duties and come to help him to impress Berry.

A porter who turned into a spirit master without any backing or strong clan helping him needed more than just favours and nice words to make a girl like Berry notice him.

Of course, they all believed so, even Ary and Lina believed so.

But Berry herself knew that William didn't need any of that. He already gave her something that would've left her indebted for him her entire life.

And that made such a possibility that everyone thought seriously about not holding that much value in her eyes.

To her, he was doing this for another reason. And for some reason, he might be really trying to help the clan, believing in his crazy possibility to actually happen.

Five minutes passed and as William said, the two useless materials he asked for melted together and were ready for use.

"We are ready," Lang said while keeping the rest of his words in his mind. He wanted to tell William that the time to expose all his acts was up.

"Pour the melted mix on a mould," unlike what everyone here expected, William who stood all silent all this time finally started to act.

As everyone saw, he held the heavy hammer using his two hands in much difficulty. Yet unlike what they expected, William didn't try to raise the hammer.

Instead, he started to rotate and sway it around.

At first, it looked crude, and his movement was drawing funny smiles towards him. But when the hammer completed full rounds in succession, William's speed of movement started to gain momentum.

The hammer that was heavy to hold was now moving smoothly in the air, flashing in accelerated pace, making everyone surprised about this.

"Bring one mould here," and amidst his control over the hammer, William's words came to surprise everyone, "hurry up!"

They didn't know what he was going to do. He was simply going to repeat the remarkable moves he did before while he was at the

Forging department.