The gods were stunned.
"What happened?"
"How did the boy win?"
"HA, I won the bet not you!"
No matter how you looked at it, the boy was weak and pitiful.
Bending down, I casually picked up the greatsword.
As my strength still wasn't that great, I struggled a bit to pick it up.
Inspecting it, I saw that it was not a normal sword.
[Greatsword Of The Mountains]
Item Rarity: Uncommon
{This item was mass created in the mountains yet only a few have ever gone into the outside world. Because of this, it's strength was massively exaggerated and even though it's said to split mountains, It's true power is only a hundredth of it.}
I frowned.
Truly an arrogant sword for such a pompous fool.
Still, I'll take it.
It's the only weapon I have.
While the gods were talking to each other, The God Of The Arena smiled and asked a question.
"Does anyone want to become this kid's benefactor?"
The crowd immediately fell silent.
They thought he was good but not worth giving him help.
Meanwhile, I was rather confused.
"What's this benefactor thing?" I asked the God Of The Arena.
He laughed and told me about it.
"The gods will give you power and items but you must follow their will and when they give you a task, you cannot refuse. If you do, the heavens will smite you down."
"It seems no one want's to take you, it could be called good luck or bad luck."
Three!
Two!
and ON-
"I'll take him."
The God Of The Arena was startled and looked to where the voice was coming from.
Everywhere around the voice, they all started looking at the person who said it.