Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

William didn't find any surprise in that. Once the ball rolled, things would be much easier later on. And yet he still admired her ancestors. Anyone else would just lay back, enjoy the cosy life they got, and not tire themselves about doing anything else.

When he asked about the reason behind all this, she explained that her great grandfather found in the ruins a very useful system to run successful families and grand businesses. Any Vancouf family's new generations had to compete among each other. The winner would take everything, control the vast and excessively massive conglomerate of that family. As for losers, they'd return and lock themselves inside their homes, getting their share of the wealth without the need to do anything else.

Against logic, people who lost weren't feeling good about it. Per Lara's words, there were lots of rebellious incidents that happened thanks to such a system.

ραпdα---nᴏνa| сom William sighed. There was nothing perfect in this world, nothing that could be called the perfect ruling system or anything. Everything had its pros and cons, its advantages and side effects.

"I got the numbers…" she paused for a long minute, while seemingly hearing a report from someone using a Bullet to speak with her, "ok… We sold ten million normal tickets, ten thousand VIP tickets… So, your share is…"

She didn't dwindle about the number, giving William a ring, "everything is stored in there."

"Thanks," William hated rings! But once he checked the content, he couldn't help but bitterly smile.

His share was half of the total profit. And in the ring, he found thousands of spirit stars, each was worth one billion spirit crystals.

What made him feel a little bitter was that such profit just came in a few hours, from just one source for this family. He couldn't help but wonder what the true wealth of this family truly was. It was ironic to compare his guild's profit with this family. They gained in few hours what his guild would struggle to gain in an entire year!

"I'm glad we did this deal," William changed his features the next moment, laughed as he stood up, cupped his hands, "let's meet when fate decides."

"Can't I speak with you aside from fate machinations?" She stood up as well, seemingly feeling weird sadness, as if she lost something valuable.

"Here, this is my B… Message Paper," William handed her his Bullet, "But don't try to reach me without a proper reason. I'm not that free and have lots of girls on my side."

"I don't mind heating up the competition a little bit," she chuckled, feeling a little better when she got his Bullet. And in return for that, she handed him hers.

"Don't dream about it," he smiled, "my girls were by my side for long years. It's a lost competition for you in my opinion."

"I like hard challenges," she shouted at his back, which grew smaller until he finally vanished through the same path he came from. He knew she'd control his path and led him outside without the need to ask for it.

"What a very unique man! One day, he'll be mine."

William left the Spar Arena, returning to be the normal looking youth that no one knew but his team. Once he went out there, he spotted his team gathered up, seemingly looking for him.

As he saw them from far, he knew they got the news already. And that saved him the trouble of bringing the bad news to them.

"Why didn't you answer your Bullet?" The moment he got spotted by the team, Berry ran and shouted in distress and worry at him.

She stopped throwing herself at him every time they got separated. That wasn't because she grew mature. It was because the last time she did that she ended up fighting Sara and Ro, ending up losing quite badly against these two.

She just bided her time, till the moment she'd grow strong enough to beat these two, before she'd return to feel William's warm embrace again.

"You did?" William felt a little puzzled by this. Lara spoke with that worker before and received news about the total sum of wealth the arena got from this battle. And yet his Bullets weren't working.

"It seems only theirs are working… Nice trick indeed!"

"What do you mean by that?" Sara drew closer as well, giving Berry a silent glance of warning.

"Nothing," William spoke to himself in a bit loud tone, "did you get the news already? Did you see anything?"

"We received the news from Ibra and Lina," John paused, looking at everyone around before adding, "we wanted to go in and help but…"

"I strictly gave the order to not come and do that," William sighed, "let's go. This vengeance isn't over, and you'll all get a proper chance later to avenge our dead friend."

"Is it really them? That damn academy?" Peter asked, and William simply nodded.

"Screw those bastards! I never heard of dark masters establishing an academy before!" Lang cursed, while closing his fist, "we'll land on them and crush them all, right?"

"Death to traitors!"

The entire team shouted in unison, in a way that attracted many eyes to them.

"Let's go, we need to rest for a day, before leaving," William paused, turning to the scout team members who followed Smith for a long time.

If the team was feeling rage, the ones who followed Smith for years felt shocked and sorrow on top of rage. Their faces looked as if a lightning bolt just landed over their heads, not even realising what happened to their leader.

William shook his head when he saw this. William turned to Lina, "Go to that portal area, and make sure to adjust our leaving tickets to be in two days."