Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master



"Interesting," William was truly expressing his admiration, not towards the vastness of this space, but towards the endless collection of items and scrolls that he could read and learn from.

"I'll start," as he arrived here, and found such a pleasant surprise, he didn't hesitate and moved towards the nearest wooden wall. The space was massive in size, but it was filled with lots of crescentic shaped wooden walls, acting like scroll shelves, holding lots of scrolls or items there.

"Wait," but before he'd move a few steps away, Jack hurriedly shouted to stop him, "everything here is protected by a seal, something that prevents access except for us."

"Then…" William turned to Jack in an inviting way, "can you take these scrolls and items out? Then you can do the same for the other shelves."

"This…" Jack and his family members exchanged gazes before adding, "we can't do this. To return the items and scrolls back, we need time and effort. And there are only a few of us here, so…"

"Fine," William rolled his eyes, "I'll start with one shelf, finish it, then wait for you until you reseal things and repeat the same process again."

"Great," the royal youths' faces gleamed in delight before they started to work. They went to the shelf William was heading towards, took everything out under the watchful eyes of William and the other two girls.

William didn't know that by his casual suggestion he'd give himself a big hand soon enough.

The shelf they started working on was around twenty metres in length, ten in height, with thickness of two metres at the periphery and four at the centre. It was the standard design for these shelves, with around one hundred metres distance from one shelf and others around.

They weren't arranged in neat rows or something, but William felt like they were following a circular pattern. That told him that there was a centre of all these shelves, and the more they walked away from it, the more shelves they'd see.

William and the other two girls thought that the royal family members would simply stretch their hands, pick up things inside the beehive like places on the shelf, and place them on the ground.

But things didn't happen this way. Every one of them took out materials, established an array that enveloped the entire shelf. Then they sat on the ground, closed their eyes, and started to release their spirit power.

"The seal is marked with our family's spirit power," Jack explained without opening his eyes, "without our spirit power, the items stored here would fly on their own and return to the shelves. So don't mind us and start working."

William looked at them and didn't say anything. He wasn't a kid to get fooled with such words. Of course, the seal was branded with their family's spirit power, and they were the only ones able to get the items out, but that didn't mean they were going to sit there without watching him.

They'd use their spirit sense and see everything he was going to do. But he didn't mind that. Watching him examining the scrolls wouldn't give anyone any inspiration to solve the riddles behind the language written there or let them understand their meaning.

As they activated the array, scrolls and weird items started to come out from the shelves, flying in the air, before slowly falling around. "You can start now; we can maintain this array for two hours at most."

"Then?" William saw almost a hundred scroll and less than ten items on the ground. And more was still coming from the shelf. So doing this in just two hours was impossible.

"We'll need to rest for five hours, before returning to activate the array again."

"..."

William was speechless. Like this they'd take forever to do it. "Don't you have elixirs? Potions even?"

"Just start your work, don't waste a single second, please."

William sighed before picking up one scroll and opened it. "It's the same language," he recognised the writing there. Yet when he read the content of this scroll, his body faintly trembled and his mind froze.

This scroll was just speaking about something, like there was a book telling a tale of something, and he just picked a random page from it. He didn't get what the scroll was speaking about from the first lines, not until he reached the middle of this scroll.

[... And the world where the big creatures live, the ones who blessed us with their powers, giving us the ability to use their strength and take their forms, is linked to a place that works as a midzone between all worlds, connected to all worlds without exception, including these creatures' worlds…]

"Damn me!!!" William's shock was unparalleled when he realised what this scroll was speaking about. In his mind, a single creature appeared that matched such little information mentioned here, his black fox spirit!

"Don't tell me… There are scrolls here speaking about the mysterious spirit world…" William thought to himself, moving his eyes around, checking up the entire place under new light.

He came here in the first place to learn more about Mystic Arts and their unique ways. He was curious to learn a way to let him use these arts. And yet he never expected his visit here to end up putting the light over the mysterious world of spirits.

He just learnt about these spirits and their secretive world when he first met up his black fox spirit at the first trial. From then, he never stopped trying to learn more about them, never managed to get anything of value.

He tried to recall anything he might have come across before in the outer world in his past life, anything that could give him any information about this mysterious side of the world. And yet he never recalled anything, nothing at all.

So, when he realised what this scroll meant, recalled how he read parts of scrolls speaking about Mystic Arts, with their other parts stored here, he couldn't help but get overly excited about this.