Chapter 227 The Sword Spirit shed tears.
Alice was acquainted with the old sorcerer, Kyle.
The head of the Arcane Society, he was no ordinary individual.
Yet even so, she still felt that her master, William, was more formidable.
"Respected Elder Sorcerer Kyle, greetings," Alice respectfully greeted Kyle, saying, "I have no master."
"You have no master?" Kyle was no fool and definitely didn't believe such a claim.
Unless Alice possessed a Warrior God Constitution like Zoey, being naturally gifted, how could she have mastered her skills without guidance?
"Yes, I have no master."
At that moment, Alice was still holding the Sword of Soulbreaker that William had given her.
Kyle finally took notice of this sword.
The previous resonating hum of a sword, which had echoed throughout the world, was a clear sign that a divine weapon had been unsheathed. Upon seeing the sword in Alice's hand, he was profoundly astonished!
This sword!
It was undoubtedly extraordinary!
Although William had sealed the Sword Spirit's power, the sword was personally forged by him. Using this sword, he had slain numerous ancient beasts, and just the souls of these beasts attached to the scabbard alone were remarkable.
Were it not for the two Sword Spirits suppressing the power of these souls, the malevolent aura emanating from the Sword of Soulbreaker alone could transform the entirety of Ravenwood into a wasteland.
"You little sorcerer! What are you staring at? Haven't seen such a powerful sword before? Stare at it one more time, and see if I don't cut you down!"
While the Sword Spirit of the scabbard was reserved, the Sword Spirit of the blade was used to being brazen.
A Soulmancer dares to stare at it?
If William hadn't sealed its power, it would just need to release a bit of its energy, and the sorcerer would be forced to kneel in submission.
The Sword Spirit suddenly spoke, startling Kyle.
It was said that the magical artifacts left behind by the wizard Merlin were the rarest and most powerful in the world, but even that ancient magical crystal orb did not possess consciousness.
That the Sword Spirit had its own awareness and wisdom was both impressive and terrifying.
Kyle did not dare to question the Sword Spirit's words. If such a Sword Spirit were to turn against him, he could only surrender without resistance.
Even if he were to use all his magical artifacts, he might not pose any threat to the Sword Spirit.
"I'm sorry, Elder Sorcerer," Alice said, clearly startled. "Soullet has yet to learn manners." Had the Sword Spirit truly been so bold as to threaten to slay the venerable sorcerer of the Arcane Society with a single blow?
"It's alright! Alice Turner, right?" Kyle chuckled, "May I ask what brings Miss Turner to Ravenwood this time?"
He was now beginning to believe that Alice had no master.
Wielding a divine sword that bore such a Sword Spirit, did she even need a master?
Such a Sword Spirit could very well serve as her master.
"I'm just here for leisure," Alice replied, somewhat caught off-guard. She couldn't possibly mention that William was her master and that she had merely followed him to Ravenwood.
"As long as you're enjoying yourself," said Kyle. He had initially thought Alice came to claim some secret territory. With such a Sword Spirit at her side, unless she had designs on a particular Soulmancer faction's domain, likely no one would challenge her.
"Well... Elder Sorcerer, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave," Alice said, eager to find William. She didn't have time to dally with Kyle.
Kyle nodded, not pressing her with further questions.
After Alice left, Kyle couldn't help but exclaim, "The younger generation these days is truly remarkable!"
From the Lancaster family, young Tristan had already managed to manifest energy into tangible forms, which in itself was no small feat.
And as for Zoey, her enormous conjured hand was nothing short of awe-inspiring.
Now, Alice was walking around with such a divine sword, truly a terrifying presence!
When Alice found William, he was still with Steven. Upon seeing the sword in Alice's hand, Steven was completely taken aback.
As the former Director of the 13th Bureau, he too possessed the strength of a high-level Soulmancer.
Just like Kyle, he immediately recognized the uniqueness of the sword.
Recalling the earlier resonating sound of the sword's hum, he had to reassess Alice.
"Alice, have you ever considered joining the 13th Bureau?" Steven's first thought upon seeing her was to recruit her.
Alice gave a dry laugh and replied, "Mr. Garcia, I'm used to my freedom and wandering ways. I'll have to pass."
If William were the Director of the 13th Bureau, Alice would surely be clamoring to join. But with Zoey as the Director, how could she willingly be at the beck and call of someone she considered a silly girl?
Instead of trying to persuade Alice with the usual recruitment pitch, Steven glanced at William and asked, "Are you here for William?"
"Yep!" Alice nodded and then looked at William.
"In that case, I'll leave you two to chat," Steven tactfully remarked, sensing it was inappropriate for him to linger as the two younger individuals talked.
Moreover, considering the close relationship between Alice and William, as long as William was part of the 13th Bureau, Alice could be considered a friend by association. For instance, if William encountered any challenges during a mission, wouldn't Alice assist?
As Steven turned to leave, a slight smirk appeared on his face, thinking to himself how good looks in young men do come with advantages. It reminded him of his own youthful charm.
Once Steven was out of sight, Alice turned to William with a bright smile and exclaimed, "Master, I've cut down that tree!"
"Hmm! Not bad," William responded, "I thought you would take at least until tomorrow to do it."
Alice gave him a mock-annoyed look and said, slightly hurt, "Do you really think I'm that slow in your eyes?"
William responded with a smile but said nothing.
"..." Alice felt like she had been dealt another blow. His silence was even more hurtful than words.
William glanced at the sword in Alice's hand and reached out, saying, "Hand me the sword."
Alice quickly handed it over.
Holding the Sword of Soulbreaker, William traced it with two fingers, and its entire appearance transformed.
What was once an exquisitely crafted sword now appeared as a plain wooden sword.
Alice was instantly displeased and said, "Master, you're being unfair. You promised this sword to me, and now you're giving me a wooden one."
William handed the sword back to her, saying, "It's still the same sword. You don't really need to draw it. Let it stay like this. It's more discreet this way. Otherwise, it might draw too much attention."
The design of the Sword of Soulbreaker was indeed intimidating. Even someone of Steven's caliber as a Soulmancer could recognize it. William didn't want Alice to attract unnecessary attention.
He didn't want a scenario where some reckless individuals might attempt to steal the sword. Such situations could get complicated.
Alice took the wooden sword. It felt just as weighty, and she could hear the Sword Spirit chattering in her ear, "Indeed, Master, modesty and simplicity suit you. Are you trying to have Alice play the role of a wolf in sheep's clothing?"
William fixed his gaze on the Sword of Soulbreaker and said coldly, "Remember, from now on, she is your master!"
His words seemed to carry an immense magical force. Alice could feel a new connection forming between her and the two Sword Spirits!
However, the Sword Spirit named Soullet began to sob, "Oh no, Kindshield, our Master is abandoning us. We truly have a new master now!"
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