Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master-Chapter 1446: Reaching an Agreement

"This method," the Headmaster continued, "depends entirely upon the art of the forge. It is not a technique of the sword or a spell of the mind. It is a masterpiece of metallurgy and intent. Without the proper tools, the knowledge is useless."

"So, either we have the smithing talent to back this up, or we fail before the first blow is struck," Lara summarised, taking over the conversation. She didn’t wait for a rebuttal. She turned her gaze toward the leaders, her eyes flashing with executive fire.

"Let’s be productive. I want the word sent out immediately: anyone with even a spark of forging talent within the guild must assemble here at this tent at once! No exceptions, no excuses." 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

She then turned to a senior master at her side, a veteran leader of the city’s internal forces. "See to it that the positions of those we’ve pulled for this task are properly filled.

Utilise the masters we recalled from the two collapsed portal zones. And I want that map updated every ten minutes with the latest developments of the monster tides in every outlying region. If a leaf twitches, I want to know about it."

Her orders were delivered with a lightness that belied their significance, but the message was clear: the nature of this war had changed. This meeting was no longer a general briefing; it had transitioned into a high-level war council where only the highest tier of leadership remained.

As the room cleared, even Sara’s and Berry’s grandfathers departed, heading out to organise the arrival of the clan talents who would serve as the instructors for the coming "miracle."

"Do you actually know how the forging process is done?" Anjie asked, being the first to speak once the crowd had thinned. "I have the resources of a fallen kingdom at my disposal, and my forging department has been running at full capacity since the walls were first threatened. If you give me the blueprints, I can oversee the production personally and ensure we meet the quotas."

"We need spears," Berry replied, not hesitating to accept the offer. "Specifically designed to conduct the unique resonance William discovered. I will write down the specifications and the ritual of the forge.

Bring your most experienced grandmasters here to observe the process. They need to see how the tempering is done properly before they can go back and instruct the others."

Sara bit her lip, looking at the door to ensure no prying ears remained. "Wait, Berry... should we be keeping this secret? This is a survival method of the Long clan and the Academy. Once it’s out, we can never take it back."

Berry shrugged, a small, knowing smile playing on her lips. "Do you really think William didn’t realise I had already shared the method with you? Do you think he was unaware that our families were training others in secret?

He is William; he sees the end of the path before we even take the first step. He called for me specifically because he knew my heart on this matter. I spoke with him about it once, long ago.

I told him that if the world ever faced this darkness again, we wouldn’t hide in the shadows. We shall spread this method of survival to every corner of the world, whether the old guard likes it or not."

Lara remained silent for a long moment, her fingers drumming a restless rhythm against the hilt of her blade. She looked at Berry, her expression unreadable. "If this is a secret that William has guarded with such care, why hasn’t he stepped forward to disseminate it himself?" she asked, her voice dropping to a low, cautious tone.

"If we are speaking about a methodology that could change the power balance of the world, we shouldn’t be the ones to make it public. Once the secret is out, we can’t put the lightning back in the bottle."

Berry didn’t flinch. Instead, she turned and gestured toward the grand map, where the red markers of the monster tides seemed to bleed across the parchment like open wounds.

"He isn’t doing it because he shouldn’t have to," Berry countered, her voice ringing with a newfound steel. "Look at those maps, Lara. If these tides grow into an all-out war on every front, do you honestly believe we will have the luxury of time?

Do we have weeks to vet every blacksmith, to filter for loyalty, to ensure secrecy? If we limit this knowledge only to those we trust implicitly, we will have a few perfect weapons and a kingdom full of corpses.

By the time we finished our background checks, the Scarlet Bears would be feasting upon our marrow."

The silence that followed was heavy with the weight of her logic.

"If we cannot survive without teaching those we do not trust," Berry continued, nailing her point home with finality, "then we must accept the risk and let the whole world learn.

William chose me to lead this effort because he knew I wouldn’t let the fear of tomorrow’s politics sabotage our survival today. This is his way of telling us that the world is more important than a secret."

"Understood, Leader," Ro said, her voice laced with a hint of genuine amusement. She watched Berry with an arched eyebrow, clearly impressed. To Ro, it looked as if a soft, domestic house cat had suddenly transformed into a fierce, golden-eyed tigress. "The claws are out. So, tell us—what do you want us to do?"

Berry didn’t hesitate. She reached into her satchel and pulled out a thick, heavy stack of papers. These weren’t mere notes; they were meticulous blueprints, filled with detailed ink drawings of internal conduits, resonance chambers, and precise tempering instructions.

"I have already prepared thirty-five copies—one for every major force represented in this city," Berry announced, her voice gaining speed and authority. "Take these. Give them to your most capable forging masters and have them report to the central plaza immediately. We aren’t waiting for tomorrow. We conduct the first production attempt in less than thirty minutes."