"Master! Master! You are alive! Hahahaha! I knew it! Hahaha!"
"Trevor you damn lucky bastard, you survived all this?!!" William was taken aback when he saw Trevor running from far towards him.
That dude looked totally fine, as if he wasn't here in the first place! William didn't know how he pulled such a feat out, but he was glad to not find Trevor's corpse.
"Master, I spoke with lots of people, and they promised to consider joining us," Trevor kept jumping around William as if he was jumping around a celebrity, "and not only that… Did you see what happened here? A fox, a giant and scary fox monster appeared after you went inside. Did you see that?"
Remy couldn't help but move her eyes towards William, and the latter did his utmost effort to not laugh at this moment.
Poor Trevor, he'd never think he was speaking with the same scary and terrifying fox at this moment in such a carefree way.
"That's good," William nodded before a vicious look appeared on his face, "don't think your task here is done. Our deal still remains, give me the promised one hundred spirit masters at least and you'll get one hundred thousand spirit crystals."
"Sure, sure master, your loyal Trevor will do it," Trevor kept nodding and nodding. And as William reminded him of such a promise, he instantly got hyped up, went to do his task, running away as he shouted, "I won't return back until I'd bring those one hundred folks over. Trust me on this, master."
"He is indeed quite energetic," Remy couldn't control her laughs at the moment, looking at William as she added, "he wants to meet that fox as soon as possible."
"Hahahaha, let him be at peace for now," William laughed at last, before turning around, "it seems people are still fighting out there. Stay here then and notify me when everyone returns."
"What about you?"
"I'm going to rest," William lied. In fact, he wasn't a bit tired, not in the slightest. That elixir was indeed quite magical, but sadly he exhausted most of his elixirs in just this battle.
"I have to put more focus in making and buying more elixirs," right now he didn't lack money or alchemists, but he lacked elixirs.
He knew he could get at least one hundred bottles from the entire fort from this elixir. And yet that didn't make him feel any good. Just a single battle and he had to exhaust all this amount to win. Not to mention he didn't really fight everyone solo.
If not for the presence and timely help of the spirit masters in this fort, then he was sure his elixirs would run dry before killing a portion of the enemies here.
He planned to go outside and attack the dark spirit masters. And that meant he needed to find a solution for this elixir problem.
But now he returned back, and headed towards where Thomas was working.
Before leaving, he made sure to give Thomas a meaningful gaze, one that made the latter get what he wanted. So, when William and Remy went outside, he returned to continue drawing.
Yet his mind wasn't the same as before all this started. He couldn't push away the shocking scenes of William's battle with those spirit masters. And he even doubted that he'd get used to this even after more time would pass.
"I'm done!" as he got distracted, he took almost five hours until he finished drawing the last part of this building.
"Bring the last scrolls over here," William already placed the old scrolls in their location and was very curious about the end of all this.
Thomas came and placed the last bit of scrolls at their rightful place. Then he retreated and looked at the grand drawing. As he did that, he felt deep shock, turned towards William, and couldn't say a single word.
William wasn't feeling any better than Thomas right now. As he expected, the last drawings of the central seventh building was the key to all this.
But unlike what he and Thomas expected, the moment the last scroll was placed, the entire drawing changed.
It showed the face of a fox. And for a reason, the moment the entire drawing got completed, the scrolls started to show signs of melting.
"What's going on?!!!" Thomas looked at his master, and the latter kept his silence. William noticed that the scrolls weren't actually melting, but they looked as if they were slowly merging together, blinding to form a face, a real fox face.
"So, you made it as I was told!"
After ten minutes of waiting, the weird melting process ended, and that face started to speak.
"You… Are you alive or dead?!" even William felt threatened and shocked at this moment, the same that everyone else out there felt when William came out in the fox shape.
"I'm dead, at least physically," that face said, not giving an answer but more puzzles for William, "don't try to think about this. Even I don't really get what happened to me."
"Then…"
"I believe you already know who I am. And if the old prophecy is correct, then you must have also met them."
"I did…" William didn't know how to speak with this fox. He said he wasn't dead, nor alive. And that was something that William never heard about before.
"The story started a long time ago. I was indeed one of the group you met, but I wasn't that accepting of all of what they were doing. In fact, I tried to resist and fight back, but I was alone and wasn't the strongest. And one day, a weird statue appeared miraculously in the middle of my territory."
"A statue? Another one of your kin perhaps?!" William was puzzled, "does that mean there are two statues here?"
"No, there is only one," that face drawn on the ground said, "and it's not my statue if that is what you are asking about."
"But…"
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