Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

"Fantastic!" the man clapped his hands, "I see Thomas here, that means you already visited and made a deal with that man, right?"

And William nodded again, while Thomas showed a slight frown on his face. It seemed what this merchant said piqued the interest of this stone-cold youth.

"Brilliant," the merchant clapped his hands again, "let's sign a contract then. By this, you'll authorise your five hundred cores and the information related to them to us. We will handle the auction, selling them at the highest possible price, in exchange for twenty percent of the final price, ok?"

"Sure," William nodded, and that merchant took out two pieces of paper that had lots of words. It seemed like a ready copy of the contracts, and he just added little details before handing two contracts for William to read.

"It's good," William read and found all the conditions they agreed on written there in great detail, "where shall I sign?"

"Use your spirit power," the merchant waved his arm, showing William the right way to sign and finalise this deal.

He just activated his spirit power, releasing a dark gold wave of energy around while holding one contract in his hands. The moment he did that, the paper started to develop a fire, a dark gold one, that started at the edges, then passed through the entire paper and finally died down.

It looked as if the fire was eating the paper, but in the end, nothing actually happened, except for a remnant of this fire left on the paper as a stamp or a signature.

"Cool," William recognised this way in signing deals. The contract would absorb one's spirit power. Then by using another method, the contract could reveal a sample of the spirit powers used in its signing process, and pointing towards its owner if he was present in the area around.

William stirred up his power, and then the two contracts showed the same signs. Bronze fire appeared, signifying William's spirit master grade.

"A bronze spirit master? Wow! I didn't see that coming," William knew the real meaning behind this man's words were quite different from what the other two here got from them.

If he was a bronze spirit master, then the expected price of selling these cores would be higher.

"When will the auction be held?" William got one copy of the contract and that merchant took the other.

"There's one happening tomorrow," Trevor said, while feeling weird about this deal and meeting.

"No," unlike what Trevor expected, the merchant shook his head slowly, "they will be sold in a week."

"A week?!" William moved his eyes between Trevor, Thomas, and the merchant.

"It's for the better," the merchant seemed to struggle to explain what he wanted to say. And William got his meaning without the need to say anymore.

That man saw the time where these cores got sold at. And from William's understanding of this man's actions and words, William felt like this man saw different versions of the future, and he picked the most profitable scenario out of them.

"Let's wish for the better then," William took one of his Bullets, handed it to the merchant, "inform me of the right date when it's settled. I'll try to show up and attend the auction."

"Sure, I'll prepare VIP tickets for you by then," the merchant took the Bullet, "I will inform you one day prior."

Willam took his leave, while the merchant's look changed when he vanished. He looked as if someone just found a gem, and he hurriedly took Bullets out and started to relay orders to others.

To get the best possible price out of this deal, he needed the help of others. After all, even with their name as a backing, they needed proof for everything said in the introduction of these cores at the auction.

"Do you know of a nearby hotel?" William got rid of all the matters that burdened him when he first arrived here. And now it was time for him to find a nice room at a hotel, check on the rings he gained from the dark spirit masters, and also to test out his theory.

"The fort got nothing more than hotels," Trevor said, before adding, as he couldn't control his curiosity anymore, "master, may I ask what just happened?"

"We went to sell cores at the Refos big auction day."

"But… There were many weird things that happened back there…"

"Don't ask about things you won't understand," William already got what this dude wanted to ask about from the start. And yet he didn't want to waste his breaths in explaining things this youth wouldn't get.

"I get it," Trevor nodded, as if he realised something, and he frankly didn't, "about hotels… What conditions does the master have for it? I mean, there are different categories for hotels, each with different prices and such…"

"I don't care about the price," William paused, thinking about his needs, "I want a place that has strong isolation and defensive arrays, a training ground that's provided with the room if possible."

"This…" Trevor moved his eyes towards the silent Thomas, and the latter didn't show any change on his face at all.

"Is this a hard to fulfil condition or what?"

"No master, but…" Trevor paused, looking a bit hesitating about something, "the prices of such hotels are quite high."

"I told you money isn't a problem." William rolled his eyes, "but finding a suitable place is."

"Let's go to the Royals then," Trevor seemed to summon his courage when he said the name of this hotel. And that told William how famous that hotel was.

"Is it good?" William needed to ask, "does it have what I need?"