A Bet You Can Only Win? A Global Referendum!

Listening to the Arbiter's voice, the gods fell silent for a moment. It seemed quite reasonable—almost flawless.

The God of War spoke up quietly:

"Can we strike at them directly now? Has it reached that level?"

"Of course... not!"

The Arbiter was nearly speechless upon hearing that.

This guy actually intended to attack the players directly? That wasn't right, was it?

"If there are truly too many obstacles, you can directly participate in the game and enter the same game as the players."

"And in fact, I don't think that is likely to happen in their world."

"I think this is already enough..."

"I'm already pushing the limits of what the rules allow me to alter. Who are you so eager to personally kill?"

War said nothing, but Delight seemed to suddenly think of something and abruptly spoke up:

"Haha! Good, not a bad plan. I'm actually starting to look forward to it, hehe."

"Then if They lose to the players, what will They have to give up?"

As Delight spoke, They extended a finger shining with seven-colored light and circled the gods before Them.

"Both sides need stakes for the game to be interesting. What's the point of a bet you can only win?"

Anyone could tell that Delight's words carried ill intent, that They were blatantly trying to stir up trouble. But given Their nature and status, the gods seemed long accustomed to it.

As for the price, they knew that according to the game's requirements, They would certainly have to stake something as well, although They could not possibly lose...

Seeing the discussion finally grow serious, the Arbiter felt greatly relieved and continued:

"I've said it before. Our actual goal is to bypass Sin, so a game that directly pits you against the players is unlikely to