Support Of The Racial Council.

The eye of the first sage focused intensely on him after it asked him if he was lying about why he decided to join the competition.

"No, I'm not lying." He answered.

He told the truth because lying here won't work. He is in a place conjured by a world god and he has just been lectured about how he shouldn't underestimate others so there's no way he will insult the first sage by lying straight to his face. He won't lie because the first sage will know but that doesn't mean he will say what really made him decide to go.

The eye was perplexed. It tried to figure out what changed his mind. "I know that you don't care about the moles enough to sacrifice a wish for them neither do you desire the daughter of my lineage. I thought that you might be interested in how to make world fragments. Is that it? Are you after how to make world fragments?"