Sang grabbed one sword, and it didn't look any better than the other failed gears around, "no matter how I tried to control it, it ended up in such a way."
William knew what Sang wanted to do here. If spirit masters managed to craft flying swords, the use of them in fight or even in flight would be quite impressive.
Not to ntion other gears like spears that would turn into flying deadly machines, or shields that could defend against any attack even if it ca from the spirit master's blind spot.
Such new gears would change the entire world for sure. "Master must have thought too highly of my flying technique," William calmly said in his words, while thinking how naive it was from Sang to use such a thod.
His thod worked on low weight objects. His knives were forged to be light and small, easy to be controlled by his spirit power.
The sa thod could be applied of course to larger objects but using different materials and steps. William knew the right way to do it, but he didn't intend on exposing such a matter right now.
At least not for free.
"Oh, so you know how to fix this?" Sang could already read in between William's lines. And the latter nodded, before hurriedly shaking off his head.
"This… What do you even an by that?!" Sang felt like he went to the seventh heaven, to just fall the next instant towards the deepest abyss in hell.
This thought wasn't new to him. Imagining spirit masters using their spirit power to freely control weapons and gears around them was a very tempting idea.
Sang knew such an idea was a dream to many spirit masters. And yet there was no breakthrough over the long course of ti about such a dream.
Yet that all changed when Sang heard what Ellina told him about William's flying knives.
The concept behind it was truly impressive, and he finally found a reliable lead about what he should do. Yet when he tried, no matter what material he used, no matter what he changed, he failed.
What frustrated him was that when he tried it the sa way William did, he managed to forge flying knives perfectly fine. But when he tried to forge any other gear, no matter what it was, he kept failing!
Feeling this close to success and yet there was no way to achieve it was sothing really frustrating for anyone.
"I don't know how to solve this problem," William slowly said before adding, "but my master knows."
"For real?!" Sang couldn't control himself, even jumped towards William, held him by the shoulder, "can you ask her to teach how? I'm willing to be her disciple for life if she accepts!"
William didn't know what he should say or do here. The proclaid master was none other than himself. And that old spirit master who just showed an air of dark gold rank in this brief mont was willing to be his disciple.
"Master, I can't promise you anything," William knew he had to carefully select his next words, "I can just ask my master. But she has her own way of doing things, and I can't force her to do anything."
"Sure, sure, telling her is just fine, that's great, hahahaha!" William couldn't tell why this old man was acting so crazy and excited.
William was just oblivious about how far important forging flying gears and weapons was for any forging master in this world.
After all, flying gears were a pretty common thing in the outside world.
"About the deal…" Ellina could understand why her headmaster acted in such a way, and yet she cared more about the birds in hand than those which were far away on the distant tree.
"I got what master gave to here," William patted on his ring, however his face turned quite serious next as he added, "but we got another deal between the two of us, one that you revoked already."
"What deal?" Ellina acted as if she didn't know what he was speaking about. But she knew exactly what he ant. And when William didn't speak, didn't move or take the blueprints he proclaid he got from his master from his ring, and kept staring in silence at her, she laughed.
"You an my promise to not deliver your techniques to anyone? Co on! You know how many innovations your simple ideas back then brought fruit to?"
"I don't care," William directly responded, "I want an explanation and a compensation first."
"That's easy," Sang took over this matter from Ellina, "I was the one who forced her to do that. After all, she got an oath to tell us everything she knew about, one that can protect her from any consequences of breaking any oath like the one she gave to you."
William didn't get what Sang truly ant by that. However, he didn't care. He just wanted to get part of the fortune these masters here would get.
He knew they'd get many things based on the things they learnt from him. And such new stuff would sell like hot cake in the market.
Many clans and big families would fight among themselves to get their hands on such new gears. And that ant the departnt would reap in quite the profit.
"No matter what, spirit crystals, part of the final products, and even forging special gears for you… Anything is negotiable," Sang acted in such a magnanimous way.
After all, William's importance didn't just co from the secrets they learnt from his forging attempts before but lied mostly in his connection with his master.
William was the only person in the entire academy, even in the world, who had such a connection with that mysterious master. If they angered William or made him unsatisfied to just keep their current profit, they'd lose much more later on.
Sang placed more importance in keeping William by his side than losing him for sothing trivial like this. He was a forging master, and like any artisan, his care and great attention was placed mainly over learning new techniques and forging cool stuff.
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