"March 7th, even though your duel with Scott is over..."
"You can't slack off yet. Our main goal is still the Wardance Ceremony."
Yunli didn't dwell on March 7th's dazed expression. Changing the subject, she brought up their most important objective.
For the past fifteen days, Yunli and Yanqing had used the duel with Scott as the primary motivation to keep March 7th pushing forward.
In reality, that duel was never the main plotline. At best, it was a side quest designed specifically to reward March 7th, the protagonist, with treasures.
"Mm-hmm, I understand, I understand!"
"So, Master Yanqing, Master Yunli, let's start today's training right away!"
March 7th pumped her arms in front of her, her face radiating a fierce desire to work hard.
"Let's skip today."
"Take a day off. Consider it a reward for defeating Scott and winning the bet."
Lumina patted March 7th on the back and made the suggestion.
"Hmm, that works."
"I agree."
Hearing this, Yanqing and Yunli agreed without much thought.
Having witnessed March 7th's battle against the Company Mech, they were now fully aware of her current strength and felt completely at ease.
Even if she skipped every training session from now on—spending her days eating, sleeping, playing, and then sleeping again—it wouldn't matter.
March 7th's current power far surpassed what was needed to defeat any opponent in the Wardance Ceremony.
"Huh? Another rest day? Is that really okay?"
While Yanqing, Yunli, and Lumina were all confident in March 7th's abilities, she herself seemed to have no self-awareness whatsoever.
Even after effortlessly defeating the Company Mech, she assumed it was because the mech was trash, never once considering that her own strength might be the reason.
"There's nothing wrong with it."
"Take today off. Starting tomorrow, I'll begin teaching you swordsmanship."
"I guarantee you'll be punching Doomsday Beasts and kicking Lord Ravagers."
Lumina said with a smile, her tone exaggerated like a charlatan trying to swindle money.
"Ah? Sister Lumina, really?!"
Hearing this, March 7th didn't hesitate for a second. Her eyes sparkled, and her face was filled with excitement and anticipation.
"Uh..."
Seeing March 7th accept it without a hint of doubt, Yanqing and Yunli exchanged another glance, both seeing the speechlessness in each other's eyes.
At first, they hadn't really noticed, but after this period of sword training, they had finally understood.
This March 7th... she was basically a pink-haired idiot...
The kind who'd get scammed out of her entire fortune by health supplement peddlers in her old age...
No, wait.
She'd probably get scammed out of her entire fortune by health supplement peddlers right now...
"Of course..."
Facing March's eager gaze, Lumina deliberately drew out the word, making March's heart leap with suspense.
Then she answered, "Of course it's fake~"
"Huh?"
"Half true, half false. Why don't you guess which part is true and which is false, March?" Lumina asked with a smile.
"Hmm... Punching a Doomsday Beast must be the true part," March 7th replied instantly, without much thought.
March 7th could tell at a glance which was stronger and which was weaker between the Doomsday Beast and a Lord Ravager.
If one statement was true and the other false, then "punching a Doomsday Beast" had to be the true one, without a doubt.
After all, if you couldn't even beat a Doomsday Beast, how could you possibly defeat a Lord Ravager?
March 7th wasn't that stupid. How could she possibly get such a gimme question wrong?
"Wrong."
But to March 7th's surprise, Sister Lumina denied her answer.
"Huh?" March 7th scratched the back of her head, her delicate, cute face filled with confusion.
If "punching a Doomsday Beast" was false... then "kicking a Lord Ravager" must be true?
How was that possible? If she couldn't even beat a Doomsday Beast, how could she dream of defeating a Lord Ravager?
"The answer is that 'kicking a Lord Ravager' is the true part," Lumina said, reaching out to pat March's head.
But...
"Sister Lumina, you're not trying to trick me, are you?"
"Sister Lumina, you don't think I'm that gullible, do you?"
"Sister Lumina, you don't have some kind of misunderstanding about me, do you?"
March 7th's eyelids drooped, her small face filled with exasperation. She suspected her dear Sister Lumina had completely misjudged her.
Even a three-year-old brat knows this is impossible, yet Sister Lumina is trying to fool me with it. Isn't she treating me like I'm dumber than a toddler?
"I'm not lying. It's true," Lumina replied, her voice steady and devoid of any hint of deception. Her words gradually piqued March 7th's interest, pulling her out of her speechless state.
It sounded utterly fantastical. If she told anyone else, every being in the cosmos with a brain, a chip, or even a drop of motor oil would stare at her like she was an idiot.
But Lumina truly wasn't lying. Kicking a Lord Ravager was indeed thousands, even tens of thousands of times harder than punching a Doomsday Beast—but it all depended on the circumstances.
Like right now.
See? I have a Lord Ravager right here beside me, a "prisoner."