Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

William wasn't someone who'd do something without having a total faith in his victory. Since the first time he saw him, at the Golden Fork restaurant, he knew this kid wasn't simple.

And the more he interacted with him, the more he became sure of this feeling.

"No, I will bet on your win," Thomas took a moment of pause before saying his response. And without feeling it, he said it in a firm way, a way that made William's smile broader and even nodded in satisfaction from this dude's swift response.

William knew if Thomas thought by logic in his mind, then he'd just bet against him. Yet he made his decision based on his heart, and he seemed to slowly understand William's mind.

"Good boy," William said, "sure you can join. Bet everything you have, as in the end, you'll walk away with wealth you'd never ever have in your life."

"I'm sure of this," Thomas laughed, "but master… May I ask something?"

"Anything."

"What are you trying to do here exactly?" Thomas' face changed and showed a serious look, "I mean… You came from such a faraway place, ended up owning such a troublesome place here. And now you are trying to get lots of money in return for clearing this place from traps. What's the point in doing all this?"

William took a deep breath, thinking about the first moment he got such an idea before when he was at the academy. He wanted to come here, get his newly recruited team to train, make a name for himself and his team.

Then things went out of his hand, ending up with him losing his entire team, getting chased by a crazy monster, ending up without anything at all when he arrived here.

In William's eyes, this was the worst start he'd ever think about. But unlike what anyone'd expected in his place, he ended up getting more chances, better ones in fact, ended up having more than what he asked for.

And now? He wanted to use this chance to not only get lots of spirit crystals, but also to make a name for himself.

If things went out the way he wanted, then he'd be famous in the entire fort and around as the wealthy master with tons of spirit crystals, a spirit master who owned a very privileged and secured base, one with a strong and unique mindset.

He'd be known far and wide after this incident. And that was why he dared to think about doing this bet in the first place.

It wasn't just for wealth, but also for fame. And to him, fame was worth more than any wealth in the world.

"I want to make a name for myself here," William paused, "after this, I'll establish a team for myself… No, teams… I'd better start up a guild."

"A guild? What does this even mean?!" Thomas was puzzled and looked at William for more explanation.

Guilds were a term known and famous in the outer world. In fact, his master was a leader of one guild, one of the most famous and secretive in the entire world.

Establishing one team was one thing, and setting up a guild was another. William never dreamt about doing this before as he lacked lots of things.

For example, the impacts in this tiny world might be considered as some sort of guilds. But true guilds didn't just have many members, or have strong ones inside, but they had to adopt a cause.

And in William's case, he knew what cause his guild would adapt.

"It's like an impact," William just used what Thomas would understand. Unlike impacts, which were used to just amass spirit masters and do things like any big mercenary group would do, guilds would take things a bit far and do their own missions.

Guilds would rarely accept external missions in general, only assign their own missions according to their agenda.

And they were famous for being overly proactive and aggressive, something that impacts in both tiny and vast worlds lack.

And William wanted his team to express his viewpoint, expressing how aggressive he was.

As for the cause, it was simple. Be it crushing the monsters or dark spirit masters, prepare a fine team to accompany him to the outer world, any or all of this could be considered a decent cause for any guild.

"Are we close?" William asked after walking for almost thirty minutes away from the madness at his place. He passed by lots of important places, like hotels and many shops. But he didn't know where the place they were supposed to get to was.

"It's less than five minutes away," Thomas recalled where they were heading, turned to his master as he added, "by the way, what are we going to do out there?"

"Nothing much," William shrugged, "I just want to find things that will help you."

"Help me?!" Thomas didn't get at once what William meant. But when he thought a little about what he just experienced, he couldn't believe what William wanted to do, "no way! Are you going to buy me elixirs?!!"

Thomas was smart enough to know the solution of his problem lied in elixirs. Elixirs were the only alchemy product that could replenish his lost spirit power at a fast pace, even to refill his entire spirit power by consuming a single drop of them.

"Are they this expensive?"

"They are! I went to buy elixirs before with my previous master, and each elixir was sold in tens of thousands, if not hundreds of thousands of spirit crystals! And there weren't many elixirs sold there to begin with!"

"It's alright," William knew he had many options to pay for such an extravagant price of the elixirs. The worst he'd take these on Ben's name, and let that old man pay for all this on his behalf.

"We are here," unlike what William expected, he found himself standing in front of a mediocre looking building.