Woooooooo-
Amidst the ear-shattering cheering, I walked into the arena.
It was funny, really. These guys were booing at me before but now that they knew that I was strong they were cheering for me.
"A world where only strength matters."
As long as you are strong you can get everything be it fame, money, or authority.
(Do you think you can trust Tristan?)
'Yeah'
I met Tristan at the betting area. He had also bet on me.
There I blackmai-cough persuaded him to join my crew. Of course, since I knew about his race and other secrets, the persuasion went well.
I also told him about my match with Vile Reaper.
He agreed to join only if I manage to fight with Vile Reaper on equal footing. He wasn't expecting me to win, after knowing the level difference between me and Vile Reaper.
(Poor guy, you practically blackmailed him to join. You even used an Oath on him)
I shrugged my shoulders.