Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

If it was him, then forget about taking hours. Even an entire day might not be enough!

"What are you going to do with these?" she pointed at the smaller batch of the scarlet vibrant, the ones that William handled before using his hammer.

"Do you happen to have flying knife moulds?" William didn't answer her directly and instead asked for what he wanted.

"Flying knives? What are these?" but just like he expected, such a concept was still unknown in this world.

"Do you have a mould we can modify? I want to do something special with these ores," William said and Ellina just produced a mould that had a few holes in it with much anticipation.

She already got shocked by William's actions more than once. Hearing that he wanted to do something special about something she never heard about before made her mind run wild about ideas of what he was going to do.

"I was still working on this one," she pointed towards the mould she brought out of her storage ring before adding, "but to modify it you'll have to use a huge amount of spirit power. Let me do it instead. Just tell me what shape you want and how many of them."

William knew what she said wasn't false, but it wasn't the only way to modify the mould here. However, he didn't say anything regarding this to her and simply started to draw on the ground with his finger.

"Twenty centimetres long, the first half of it is just like the arrow heads here but slightly thicker. The other half will be in cylindrical shape, as a handle," he described what he had in mind using words and drawing.

"These… Aren't these like knives used in cooking?" but what she heard and saw made her frown. She thought he would come up with a revolutionary concept once more, but it turned out to be cooking knives.

"They are like these but cooking knives have different ratios," William explained after getting over his surprise from her comment, "the cooking ones had four fifths of their length like the arrow heads, with short handles."

"Alright," Ellina didn't see much difference in both. Yet she decided to follow William's instructions. A thick wave of bright yellow energy gushed out of her body and enveloped the mould in mere seconds.

Cracking sounds erupted as the mould started to show signs of changing. Concave parts began to form while slowly taking out the shape of what he just drew on the floor and described.

"How many of them do you want?"

William looked at the pile of his purified ores and made a rough estimate in his mind. "Twenty," he said.

"It's done," as the design was ready, she didn't need much time to prepare the mould. The design was the hardest thing of making any new item, and changing the mould was the easiest and fastest part of the process.

The only drawback such a process had in her eyes was for the huge amount of spirit energy needed to alter such high-grade mould.

William examined the mould carefully first. He had to admit to himself that she did this task brilliantly using her spirit power.

"Now what?" she asked.

"Time to add the final touch," William went back and used the pots from earlier. This time the other half of his light candles left in the pots were placed again at fire. Then he put the refined scarlet vibrant ore needles into three pots and let them melt.

The candles melted faster, but he didn't hurry to take them off fire. Ellina mistook this as he wanted to let them in liquid state.

But after the passage of ten minutes on fire, a new change occurred to the green liquid. After being still for long minutes, sparks of dark green fire started to dazzle the entire room.

"This…" Ellina never expected the candles would have another stage of purification. What she didn't know was that the candles had more than one stage of purification, five stages at least.

But right now, William only needed the second stage of it. The first stage would burn the impurities that were basically hindering the candle material to work properly in forging.

In other words, this was done when anyone would lighten up the candle. After all the light emanated from the fire was done by burning these impurities away.

But the second stage would act on the fine impurities and also to concentrate the green material into a higher form. To do this, the entire candle had to be inside a pot and placed directly on fire for ten minutes at least.

This form wouldn't only help in augmenting and conducting energy, it would also add another feature, long distance control!

That was the basic concept behind flying weapons in the outside world. Right now, and with William's limited spirit power, he could only control such low weighed knives. And he could at most control three of them with his low spirit power.

Each knife would require at least ten spirit points to control. If he used a bigger weapon, then this consumption would sour higher.

Even if he couldn't use all of them right now, he wouldn't miss this chance to produce more and store them for later.

He planned to raise his spirit power above hundred. By then he'd be able to control around ten flying knives. If his spirit power grew past two hundred mark, he'd be able to control all the twenty knives with ease.

While waiting, he didn't stand idle. As he left the pots on fire, roughly knowing it would take around twenty to thirty minutes to get ready, he went to the logs of wood on one corner to finish another task.

"Do you have a sword?" he asked, "mine got ruined."

"Don't tell me you still have that old useless scrap of metal," Ellina was surprised to hear that. As a porter, he'd get the lowest grade swords. These were commonly in a very bad state, usually ending up getting broken in less than a few years at most.

She weirdly eyed him in doubt. He was indeed fulfilling all the criteria of a porter. But she was bewildered as she knew how formidable the master standing behind him was.

If weapons were pricey and hard to get for anyone else, for forgers it was a piece of cake.

William could only bitterly smile. He planned to buy a decent sword before he dropped the issue thanks to his low wealth.

He thought he would pay for getting the work done here. But if he knew Ellina would be here to help, and he wouldn't even pay a single spirit crystal, then he would have bought a better sword than his old rusty and useless one.

"Here," just without caring, like taking out a bar of chocolate, she took out a long sword with its scabbard and threw it towards William.

"This… isn't that a gold grade sword?!" The moment he unsheathed the sword, William got an instant fright out of shock. His top dream in buying a sword would be a decent white grade or even a mediocre silver grade.

"This is nothing," Ellina developed a wide smile over her face, "consider it as a mere gift."

She would never miss a chance to get closer to this kid. In her mind, she wasn't interested at all in William but in his master.