Celebration

The soldiers, shadows, and gobkins retreated from the battlefield. However, Fey included them in her pool, which was transferred as strength to Arthur. However, the other guild masters could tell how much power the pool currently held, and they were terrified.

"Fey!" called Ilia Perli without formalities, and his face was pale. "Are you trying to kill him by giving him so much power? This is even more than an Astra-ranker can hold!"

The other guild masters were sitting cross-legged on the ground, channeling all of their strength toward Arthur Silvera. All of them were aware of the amount of power he was receiving because hundreds of soldiers, shadows, and gobkins gave their strengths to the young man.

"I know as much!" shouted Fey with a pale face, her arms shaking as she worked as a medium to channel the significant influx of strength toward Arthur. "However, as soon as I stop giving him strength, he reaches for more. We have yet… to reach his limits."