Alpha Damien's Trouble Maker (by Ruby Anne) novel Chapter 205

Chapter 205

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The host smiled warmly as she pointed toward the array of weapons laid out before me, her voice carrying clearly across the arena so everyone could hear. “These are powerful weapons. Weapons you won’t find anywhere else. Weapons that would make anyone powerful and increase their power significantly. Since you’re the winner, choose your pick.”

The crowd grew visibly excited at her words, their cheers and murmurs rising in anticipation. Someone shouted enthusiastically, “Oh my Goddess, I love this part of the rite! Weapon choosing is always the best part!”

Another person nodded vigorously beside them and added, “I heard the golden sword would be in this rite. It is very powerful, one strike can cause a lot of damage. He will obviously pick the golden sword.”

Many people around them nodded in agreement, clearly convinced that the golden sword was the obvious choice for the

winner.

I wasn’t paying much attention to their excited chatter or predictions. Instead, I kept my focus on the weapons in front of me, feeling the many powerful auras radiating from the items. Each one pulsed with strength, tempting me to pick them.

The host gestured again and said, “Remove the clothes.”

The attendants quickly removed every golden cloth covering the weapons, fully displaying the items for everyone to see. My eyes brightened immediately at the sight. There were so many powerful pieces laid out, bows, swords, whips, daggers, and everything else one could possibly name, all gleaming under the bright lights of the arena.

I looked around carefully, my eyes scanning each weapon as I tried to figure out which one would be best for me. Maybe it was because of the new power I had awakened, but I could sense exactly how powerful each weapon was with surprising clarity. They were far stronger than most people probably realized, truly formidable pieces. But for some reason, none of them felt right. It wasn’t that I wasn’t satisfied with them. In my past lives, I had seen and wielded many powerful weapons, yet at the end of the day, they still broke or failed when facing truly overwhelming enemies. I had come here hoping to find something different, something that would truly stand the test of time.

I turned to the host and asked directly, “Is there something else?”

The host looked at me and shook her head. “I don’t think so.”

She was about to say something more when one of the attendants carrying the weapons spoke up quietly. “There are still weapons in the back.”

The host glanced at him and said, “The weapons nobody seems to want?”

My ears perked up at that, and I looked at them both with interest. “Can I see them?”

The host hesitated for a moment before replying, “You can, but those weapons are useless. They have been here forever because nobody seems to want them. But I can still bring them if you want.”

I nodded without hesitation. “Please do.”

The man looked at the host for confirmation, and when she noddled, he turned and left to retrieve the rejected weapons. Miles came closer to me then, his voice low and concerned. “Noah, are you sure? You don’t want any of these? These weapons are top tier, especially the golden sword. You should pick it.”

I shrugged lightly and replied, “You can pick it if you want.”

Miles shook his head quickly, his face turning a little red with embarrassment as he glanced at the prince. “That’s not possible. I didn’t win second place. The prince would probably want the sword.”

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The prince looked at him calmly and said, “You can have it.”

Miles blinked in surprise. “What?”

The prince continued in the same steady tone, “I don’t need it. I have a bunch of weapons lying in my room. I don’t even fight for the weapons, only to get stronger. So I don’t need it.”

Miles looked at the prince for a moment before turning back to me, still hesitant. “Can I really take it?”

I nodded and smiled. “Yes, of course. You can take it.”

Miles bit his lip, clearly excited but nervous, as he looked at the golden sword. The host stepped forward and announced, “Since the first and second winners do not want the sword, you can pick it. But the sword doesn’t obey people easily, so you have to be powerful enough to control it.”

Miles nodded and stretched his hand out to take the sword. The moment his fingers touched it, the golden sword trembled violently, trying to resist his hold as if it had a mind of its own. Something in my eyes flashed, and I whispered low enough that nobody else could hear, “Obey.”

The sword stopped trembling immediately. Miles successfully took hold of it, and the crowd erupted into loud applause and cheers, clearly excited by the successful claiming.

Miles looked at me with bright eyes and a wide smile spreading across his face as he held the golden sword firmly in his hand, speaking in a proud but slightly childish tone as if he was waiting for a treat or some kind of praise. “I did it.”

I couldn’t help but chuckle softly at how cute he looked in that moment, and I reached out to ruffle his hair lightly before replying, “Good boy.”

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