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Strax raised an eyebrow, visibly annoyed by the comment. "I don\'t have much experience in battle. I\'ve only been cultivating for less than a year," he replied. Then, as an afterthought, he added, "Well, it\'s been a year now," recalling the time he spent fighting Lithara in the Abyssal Castle.

Cassandra\'s arms tightened against her chest as her expression shifted to one of incredulity. Her typically stern demeanor faltered momentarily as she processed what he had just said.

"You\'re joking, right?" Her voice rose slightly, laden with disbelief. "You\'ve only been cultivating for less than a year?!"

Strax tilted his head, as if her surprise was entirely unwarranted. "I mean, technically, yeah. I started working with mana less than a year ago. But, if you count the time I spent in a coma, we could round it up to a full year." He shrugged casually, as if discussing something trivial.

Cassandra\'s eyes widened, and for a moment, she appeared to lose all composure. "You\'re telling me you reached the Grandmaster Complete Stage in... a single year?!"

Strax looked at her with a mix of confusion and mild irritation. "Well... yeah. I thought that was normal."

"Normal?! That\'s nowhere near normal! Even people blessed by ancient bloodlines or legendary heritages would need at least 20 years! Not even the genius of geniuses, your father, managed that!" Cassandra exclaimed, pointing at him to emphasize the absurdity of his statement. "Do you have any idea how ridiculous that sounds? Most people take decades to reach the stage you\'re at now!"

He scratched his head, clearly uncomfortable with all the attention. "Maybe it\'s because... well... I don\'t really have an excuse. It just happened naturally."

"Naturally?" Cassandra asked, narrowing her eyes. "What kind of cultivation technique are you using?"

\'If only she knew I can cultivate by... no, never mind.\' Strax hesitated, searching for a way to explain without sounding even more ridiculous. "Well, I was kind of forced to learn in order to survive. And I had... let\'s call them fortuitous encounters. Like... spirits."

Cassandra shook her head, still trying to process everything. She began pacing back and forth, as if she needed to release the energy building up from her shock.

"Survived an assassin league, killed your brothers, fought Kryssia, defeated the Demon Spider... and all within a year." She stopped abruptly and pointed at him again, her eyes narrowing. "Strax, you\'re ridiculous."

"Ridiculous? Or are you just a stalker? How do you even know all of that?" he shot back, a small smirk forming at the corner of his mouth.

Cassandra froze instantly, her entire body stiffening as his words registered. Her eyes widened in panic, and a wave of crimson spread across her face.

"I—I\'m not a stalker!" she yelled, her voice higher and shriller than usual.

Strax crossed his arms, his smirk growing into a full grin. "Oh, of course not. So, what was it then? A casual investigation into my life? Maybe a little light spying? Because seriously, how do you know all of this?"

Cassandra\'s face turned an even deeper shade of red as she stammered incoherently. Then, unable to form a coherent rebuttal, she erupted into a flustered barrage of indignant yelling, clearly too embarrassed to admit anything.

Cassandra\'s face turned so red it could rival her fiery hair. She began gesturing wildly, struggling to formulate a coherent response. "I—I... it\'s not like that! I just... I\'m well-informed, okay? It\'s my job to know these things! It\'s not like I... I... follow you around or something!"

"Uh-huh, well-informed. Sure," Strax said, raising an eyebrow, clearly enjoying her reaction. "So, by chance, do you also happen to know the color of my underwear?"

Cassandra froze as if she had been hit with a direct blow. "I DO NOT—" she started to scream, but the words caught in her throat. She was so flustered she began stammering. "W-who said I—That\'s ridiculous! As if I\'d care about something like that!"

Strax couldn\'t hold back his laughter. "You\'re digging yourself into a deeper hole, Cassandra. This isn\'t helping your case."

"S-SHUT UP!" she shouted, covering her face with her hands in a futile attempt to hide the blush spreading across her entire body. "I just—I just know because—UGH! It doesn\'t matter! You\'re insufferable!"

Cassandra spun on her heels, clearly trying to regain her composure, but ended up tripping over a branch and nearly falling to the ground. She managed to catch herself at the last second, which only added to her humiliation.

Strax, suppressing another bout of laughter, stepped forward and extended a hand as if to help her. "Need a hand, stalker?"

"I AM NOT A STALKER!" she yelled again, swatting the air as if to push him away. "AND STOP CALLING ME THAT!"

"Alright, alright," Strax said, raising his hands in mock surrender, though the grin never left his face. "I\'ll just call you my secret admirer then."

Cassandra let out a frustrated noise, almost like a growl, and stormed off to the other side of the training field. "You\'re impossible, Strax! IMPOSSIBLE!"

He simply chuckled, still relishing the moment. "Well, it\'s good to know the history of your future husband."

Cassandra froze in place as soon as his words registered. Her entire body went rigid, and she slowly turned her head to stare at him, her eyes wide and her mouth slightly open in sheer shock.

"F-Future what?!" she managed to stammer, her voice an octave higher than normal.

Strax shrugged casually, his smirk dripping with provocation. "Future husband, of course. Didn\'t you say you knew everything about me? I figured you were just preparing for the big day."

Cassandra\'s face turned an even deeper shade of red, as if it might actually explode. "W-WHAT NONSENSE! I WOULD NEVER—THAT\'S ABSURD—YOU\'RE CRAZY!"

Strax laughed louder, clearly savoring every second. "Oh, Cassandra, no need to get so worked up. If you want, we can even set a date. Just don\'t blame me when everyone starts saying the stalker became the bride."

"I AM NOT YOUR BRIDE OR YOUR STALKER!" she screamed, completely losing her composure. She grabbed a piece of wood from the ground and pointed it at him like a makeshift sword. "I\'m going to kill you! That\'ll solve the problem!"

Strax took a step back, raising his hands in exaggerated surrender, his expression as smug as ever. "Okay, okay, no rush. I get it—marriage can be a touchy subject."

Cassandra was utterly consumed by her embarrassment, and her mana reacted to her heightened emotions. The wind around her began to swirl, starting as a breeze but quickly intensifying into a furious vortex. Her eyes glowed with a mix of determination and humiliation as she charged toward Strax with everything she had.

"YOU\'VE CROSSED THE LINE, STRAX!" she shouted, her voice carried by the roaring winds.

Strax didn\'t have time to react properly. Cassandra was already upon him, her hand wrapped in a concentrated aura of wind. He instinctively raised his arms to block the attack, and while he managed to deflect it somewhat, the impact was devastating.

A deafening crash echoed as her blow connected, sending Strax flying through the air like a ragdoll. He smashed through several trees in the surrounding forest, their trunks snapping like twigs under the force of the collision. Each impact against the ground or a tree sent up clouds of dust and debris, punctuated by the dry cracking of wood.

Finally, Strax landed in a small clearing, sprawled on his back amidst a mess of leaves and broken branches. He blinked a few times, trying to regain his focus, while a bird, startled by the chaos, fluttered overhead, chirping calmly as if nothing had happened.

"Okay... maybe I pushed her too far," he muttered, his whole body aching. He coughed, spitting out a bit of dirt, and looked up at the sky visible through the shattered canopy.

Back at the training field, Cassandra stood frozen, panting as the whirlwind around her gradually subsided. Realizing what she\'d done, her eyes widened in horror, and she clutched her head in panic.

"Oh no... I overdid it... He\'s going to die, and it\'ll be my fault!" she said to herself, clearly terrified.

But then, moments later, Strax\'s voice rang out through the forest, loud enough for her to hear.

"IS THAT ALL YOU\'VE GOT?!"

Cassandra froze, her eyes wide as she saw a pillar of flames erupt in the distance, consuming everything around the area where Strax had landed. The heat was so intense it could be felt even from afar, the trees nearby withering as ash filled the air.

Then his voice came again, clear and full of challenge:

"To be your husband, I have to handle the pressure. So come on, my future wife!"

He raised a hand, gesturing casually for her to approach, that infuriating smirk plastered across his face as he took a combat stance. His fists crackled with a vibrant aura of fire intertwined with faint streaks of ice, his energy wild and unyielding.

Cassandra trembled. Not with fear, but with a mixture of frustration and... something else she refused to acknowledge.

"THAT... THAT BASTARD!" she screamed, clenching her fists as her mana began to surge once more, the winds around her growing wild and untamed.

[Defeat Cassandra Vermillion]