Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

But right now, and when she heard his words and felt his gentle touch, she suddenly got it, she got the reason behind his help, the true reason.

It was all for her! And no girl could resist such a charming act even if it came from a kid who looked shorter and thinner, wearing a hacked uniform of a porter.

Clenching the fists while wearing a face filled with redness over her cheeks, and with sparkling eyes she said to the back of the kid walking in front of her in a soft tone like a whisper: "Thank you."

William's moves halted for a brief moment when he heard her words. Her voice was like the sweetest melody he ever heard. Even his heart trembled faintly when he heard her voice.

But he regained his composure fast and kept walking again without saying anything. After all, there was nothing else for him to say.

Just as William led the way and Berry followed, Lina and Ary moved as well.

Lina already knew how strong William was. Yet that was just in the field of facing enemies of similar powers like the two of them.

However, in such a battle, where they were facing such formidable enemies, with numbers that were too silly to count, he pulled a miracle again.

In her eyes, her escape with her little sister was already considered a miracle. For every individual, miracles had their own standards and different values.

As for Ary, this spirit master who lived his entire life indebted to the academy and working as a slave in some way, was deeply shaken like everyone else who truly knew William.

He met William before at the gates of the academy and he seemed… Quite harmless!
But such a person, who he mistook as a weak and useless porter, was the mastermind behind such overwhelming victory.

Crushing a monster tide of second grade in just a few hours? Smashing a massive army of monsters, led by hundreds of thousands of terrifying dark gold scarlet bears in mere hours? This was unprecedented!

Even if the formidable figures from all over the academy and its subsidiary clans were gathered up, they'd not be able to pull such a feat!

Ary was looking at William's back like he was seeing a monster! And what scared him the most was the fact that William was indeed weak at this moment.

'What will happen when he'll get a bit stronger? What kind of shaking the world actions he'll do when he reaches the gold ranks? The dark gold ranks? Can he go beyond that, and achieve the impossible?'

This was what Ary was thinking about.

In this battle, he prepared himself to not return. And even if he thought about coming back alive, then his body would be totally hacked, losing a limb or couple of them at least.

And yet here he was, walking behind William with a totally intact body. There was blood and dust, little wounds here and there, but that was all!

And that was quite shocking as a result in Ary's eyes.

"Let's go," as William led Berry and the other two towards the clan, Kong could finally break free from his shock and said in solemn tone to his mates.

He always took himself to be the most genius spirit master in the clan, in his class at the academy, among his peers.

Yet seeing this seemingly weak spirit master who was still wearing the clothes of a porter pulling such a feat made him deeply shaken.

'A genius! What the heck was I thinking all this time?!!!'

He wasn't the only one shaken by this. On the other hand, Lang also had the same heavy feeling.

He met William much earlier than Kong. At that time, William looked like a frightened rat who was caught by a wild cat.

The meeting that went on with Guanine and his gang didn't happen long ago. Yet when Lang recalled the feats William did since then, saving the rest of the clan, getting stronger and becoming one of his class, and finally saving his clan… He felt like this happened decades ago.

Looking at him made him question himself; what did he lack to be this strong?

Just without asking anyone to follow, once William moved, the group of white, bronzed, and silver young spirit masters of the clan who followed him before in forging these spears and arrows, followed his steps again without saying a single word or receiving any order to do so.

In all of their eyes, William turned to be their unshakable leader, one they'd trust no matter how crazy he seemed or acted.

Just as this group of youngsters started to move, a wide path opened in an instant in front of them from all the spirit masters on the field.

They all looked in respect, in a deep and sincere respect, towards this small group of youngsters.

They were mostly formed of youngsters of their clan, the future seedlings who would take over things in a decade or two and protect their clan.

It wasn't easy for the older generations to respect the potential and deeds of the younger ones. Yet when the little group marched, the atmosphere around felt like they were marching like heroes.

And that didn't stem from them, it was the feeling that others around gave to them, the credit they deserved.

'Saying that next generations were going to be weak and untrustworthy? Come look at our clan's future generation… They are more capable than any of us!'

This was what everyone had in mind. The scenes of these youngsters jumping off the walls, joining the desperate battle by then was unforgettable in the minds of all the spirit masters standing here.


'Speaking about how the future generations shall learn how to be dauntless? Come and watch our future generation in action to learn!'

William noticed this, felt the change in atmosphere and saw the wide path opened by all the spirit masters in the field.