Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

Even if he asked the old man to venture deep into the enemy territory and fight the monster tide's formidable leaders, it wasn't going to end badly for him.

William didn't miss this part as he made sure to remind the old man to keep all of his strong aces intact and rested.

In addition to that, the old man seemed to move a step ahead and didn't involve his strong forces early on in the battle. William didn't know the exact reason, but he felt the old man was acting cautious and seemed to sniff something wrong in all this.

At the same time, the reinforcements coming from the academy and the allied clans sent out their elites as well.

To kill the old man required much more work and more formidable forces than the enemy already prepared up ahead.

William wasn't worried about the old man's life for all this. Yet he was worried about his failure.

Letting a single one of those leaders of the monster army escape would turn out later to be a disastrous mistake.

After all, the knowledge of him being behind saving Berry wasn't a big secret and a growing number of people were learning about that every passing day.

William didn't want to be annoyed all the time by the harassment coming from the monster side. It was better to uproot the source of the problem and retrieve the documents stolen as fast as possible, kill anyone who knew about them, and bury such a secret forever.

The time between getting the techniques and moving out was short. And that made William expect the leaders of the monsters in this part of the world didn't inform anyone else about what they found.

In their eyes, there was no actual need to do this. They were so sure about their victory. That was the most logical line of thoughts such arrogant monster leaders would adopt in such a situation in William's eyes.

If a single one escaped, he'd go and explain what happened here. Then more ferocious attacks would target Berry and William.

After all, William decided to keep Berry by his side most of the time. And that meant if she was in danger, he also would be.

And who knew? Few traitors might find out about him behind curing her and helping her recover and link the dots with the mysterious appearance of these techniques in this world.

'Hope you'll do your part well, old man,' so unlike what others were experiencing right now, William's mind was quite tense while knowing this wasn't up for him to decide.

He was still too weak to even take part in such a brutal clash. And he had to lay all his hopes on others this time. 'That's not a good feeling to be honest. I have to increase my spirit power as soon as possible.'

Thinking about that, he couldn't help but turn his head back and recall the sea of dead monsters out there.

And when he thought about their monster cores, his eyes gleamed in a fierce light of greed.

He wanted these cores! But wanting something and getting it was a totally different matter.

He knew he did so many things to the clan. But these cores and other monster materials were considered the assets of the clan.

The clan took considerable damage. Even if it could be considered an overwhelming victory for them, they lost a lot of good spirit masters.

So, the clan needed to nourish more spirit masters and help them get stronger to replenish their lost strength.

After all, monsters weren't just the only enemies of any clan in this world. The biggest threat was coming from the rivalling clans around.

William knew he'd get part of the spoils of this war, but he was worried about the actual size and quality of this part.

There were different types of monsters on the battlefield. He wanted the high grade monster cores, those of gold and dark gold grades, not the mediocre and low ranked ones, like white, bronze, or silver.

He didn't directly kill any of these monsters. Even if the method used to direct and control the bears were forged by him, the ones who killed most of these monsters out there were the bears themselves, then the spirit masters of the clan.

He didn't kill that much in this battle, and the ones he killed were impossible to find in the middle of all this mess.

He wouldn't be able to absorb these cores for sure, but he could simply sell them out for a huge price.

He wasn't greedy for wealth to become rich, but to use such wealth in obtaining more formidable gears and items.

For example, he could sell these cores and get a scary spear to test out his new technique with. He could also upgrade the bow he got and get himself a good grade bow to suit his arrows.

He could also buy tons of materials, hire a place to forge and do alchemy without the interruption of anyone, or even buy a place for himself!

Not to mention if he wanted to properly nourish and start forming a team that solely belonged to him, then he needed to have the ability to fund such a team on his own.

Letting others interfere with money would be like inviting trouble to come inside the team. And gradually his methods would get to be known by others, and that would drive lots of heat and trouble towards him.

Just the little incident he never expected from giving Berry the techniques taught him a valuable lesson in what he should behave from now on.

He could do lots of things with wealth, and that was why he cared too much about his gains from this battle.