"There are things you don't know! I-" Fatty said while he was facing me, but he couldn't help but lower his stare to the ground. I could see that this particular subject bothering for a very long time, and now somebody brought it up, it made him ashamed.
"I am ashamed to be called my Master's Champion because I am useless. I can't help these people, but it is beyond me. Even if sounds like an excuse, it is beyond me, and even beyond my Master." Fatty gathered his thoughts, and talk to me. It was really sounded like a lame excuse, how could it be beyond him?
"How can it be beyond you? Isn't it simple transaction? You sold all the items you earned throughout entire your journey, now all you have to do is go and free as much as you can, same goes for me and all other Champions, and the Gods in the Community as well. How can it be that complicated?" I was so mad, my voice was cold wind from the depths of the netherworld. I couldn't understand how could it be that complicated. Any of the Devine Items would worth 1 Million SC. If one God was to sell it, could free countless slaves...
"That is why I said, there are things you don't know!" Fatty refuted. "Before you were even born, my Master and others tried to buy slaves, but it hindered the profit Contrarians' made, because when they bought prematurely their profit was lowered, thus they go to the council. After some debate, my Master and others tried to buy slaves from the Aristocracy, but they didn't sell to us even though we offered more money. This wasn't only about money.
Most of the Gods are arrogant and when they see some of the Gods are good to other races, this makes them sick. Thus in the council Community lost the debate, and the new law is written. 'All Gods and Champions are forbidden to interfere with other Gods slave business.'
Of course, we couldn't give up, my Master pondered and found another way to rescue as much as he can. As long as he heard Aristocracy sent their champions to a planet to abduct their natives to enslave them, Community sent their own force to save the planet. That was the reason why you received a mission from us when you were ordered to kill one of the races by the Aristocracy.
But this wasn't enough. We had to save the slaves working under the Contrarians. My Master came with another plan and created a business center. Why do you think one of the strongest faction staying on the Seventh Floor? The Community owned the First Floor for a very long time, but after that, they sold their rights with trade with a floor and some of the SC to the Aristocracy. The Arsitocary originally owned the Third Floor, but after the trade, The Community owned the Third Floor and made the floor free for all with widest SC transaction, even bigger than the slave business.
The Community started to live in Seventh Floor initially belonged to the other races live in Upper Realm, and they accepted us immediately, because there there countless of people saved by us living in Seventh Floor, and Third Floor started to earn big amounts of money to free all slaves, but it was still not possible for Gods and Champions to interfere, thus some of the free people we rescued for millenniums started to work freely on the Third Floor. Endless Treasure Pavilion frees hundreds of slaves every single day, and every time I go there, I free half of that amount. Do you now think I go there for pleasure myself with 12 women?
That hotel, Contrarians staying at free thousands slave every day, and all the other places. That circulating money comes from us, Gods and Champions, for one, single reason. To save these slaves. Even though council hindered us to interfere us to save them directly, with the help my Master created, millions of slaves already saved. And don't think for a second that girl earlier is going back to the workplace she lost her hand, she will work under our care for money can save thousands of slaves. It is just that, she can't stay and wait until his brother is free as well!"
I ashamed myself once again. Despise all of the strategies other Gods had tried, Fatty's Master never ever gave up. He tried his best to save more slave, gave up the floor he was staying at, the top floor, the mark of their proud in exchange of freedom of other races.
"I am sorry. I didn't know." This was all I could say. I was still mad, but could I do all of this? No! I wanted to save slaves, I wanted to make Gods regret, but all I could think of was going to their doorstep to be killed. Die while trying. It was heroic, but stupid nonetheless.
"It is okay. But now I can see why my Master wanted to trust you. You were stupid enough to insult all of us for a child lost her hand. This is enough to show your heart." Fatty smiled brightly. Even though he was shameless, he deserved to be his Master's Champion.
"How is your Master is called?" I asked.
"Prota!" A rumbling sound came from Fatty's mouth. A heaviness fall upon me as I heard the name.
"Is this his real name?" I couldn't help but ask.
"Yes. The Gods in our faction don't hide their faces or names. They are not that arrogant." Fatty said as he disdained the others.
"I understand. I am going to sell my all items below the Divine Item and will aid you in this cause." I said.
"It is okay at the moment. Now we have to focus on winning the championship. Because the winner will have the usage of the First Floor once again. If we win, we can sell it to the Aristocracy once again." Fatty said.
"So that is how it is." I thought. It was a good plan indeed. If Community could win once again, they could sell it to the Aristocracy, and allow Community to free millions of more slave.
"Let's go. I want to see that little girl's twin and the workplace that can cause such a monstrosity." I said and walked to the platform.
"Wait, don't go ther-" Fatty exclaimed, but it was too late. This rashness of mine started to turn the wheels, for good or bad is uncertain, but the wheels will change the Upper Realm from the core, started to turn.