In front of the 8 million people, every single one of whom was rich enough to buy this 50 thousand gold coins worth ticket, Kahn gazed?was simply awestruck after looking at her.
[Is this what they call… Love at first sight?] thought Kahn as he kept staring at the young woman on the opposite side while a gentle breeze passed by.
The distance between them was just half a kiloter but since both of them were semi-saints, Kahn could notice every minute detail about the woman who made his heart pound for the first ti.
Even at this mont, his racing heart was out of control and so was his mind that was lost in a different dreamworld.
Because at this exact mont, a young woman of the sa age as Kahn was dressed in an epic rank black sorceress robe, a black drape fluttering behind her with yellow gauntlets, waist belt and pauldrons as part of her gear, stood on the opposite side.
In her left hand, was a bright yellow orb that was an artifact often used by the summoner class to channel magic.
Her well-proportioned figure was barely 3 inches shorter than Kahn. Yet her skin tone was very fair and pleasing to the eyes.
Her raven black hair and dark blue eyes only complinted her beauty and made her look extrely desirable in the eyes of every male of the empire watching this finale match.
By no ans Kahn believed in those over-exaggerated things such as a kingdom toppling beauty often ntioned in those harem and romance novels where the protagonist was nothing but a horny dog who picked won in every city he went in.
But after looking at the woman who was slowly walking towards him.. Kahn felt that those types of won did exist to a degree.
But what fluttered his heart was her overall personality and appearance.
Because her attitude, her clothing, her facial and physical features were sothing he had yearned for in his imaginary ideal woman from the past life as Elric.
To him.. The srizing and enchanting figure of the opponent looked like the young version of Eva Green cast in the live-action role for Yennefer of Vengerberg from the third The Witcher ga; as far as her appearance was concerned.
"Hello, mister Kahn. I'm Kassandra Mikealson." said Kassandra as she formally introduced herself.
His opponent was none other than the Raven Sorceress, the one titled as the number one genius of the younger generation.
"Hello Kahn, I'm Kassandra." replied Kahn in a hurry.
"Wait, that's not right.." he quickly said and regained his consciousness.
[Dude.. What the hell is happening?!] wondered Kahn in his mind.
[He he.. Looks like you have finally found a mate, human.] joked Rudra in his mind.
[Shut the fuck up, you legless lizard!] admonished Kahn.
[O' mighty Giga Chad… lend the strength to fight these evil thoughts.] prayed Kahn as he closed his eyes and tried to adjust his breathing.
"What's your full na?" asked Kassandra in a gentle tone.
"It's Kahn… Salvatore." he said.
By the law of conservation of The Vampire Diaries.. If she was a Mikealson.. He had to be a Salvatore.
"I've heard quite a lot about you. Even my second uncle speaks very highly of you.
So please go easy on during our battle." she said in her rry and pleasant voice.
[This creep… Why does he keep staring at like that?
I'll step on his face in front of the whole empire for hurting our Veronica.] thought Kassandra as she maintained a friendly smile on her face.
[So beautiful.. Oh, fuck!! Control yourself you damn simp! She's a red flag!
Rember... Just like Katherine, her na also starts with a K!
Wait.. My na also starts with a K.
Seriously, who the hell is this novel's author?
That imbecile has no naming sense!] he kept cursing and regained his composure.
The next mont, Kassandra spoke again. This ti.. Her tone turned from friendly to authoritative.
"Why don't you do a favor and forfeit this match? I would hate to form an enmity with you because of this fight." said Kassandra as she gave a gentle smile to Kahn.
[Pick a fight with .. Please pick a fight with ! If not for my father and those old rascals from the faction council watching.. I would've attacked you already!] she exclaid in her mind.
Yet the expression on her face was of soone who seed very pleased to et Kahn.
To the audience however… this entire scenario seed completely out of their expectations.
Both of these combatants were supposed to be top geniuses of their generation and extrely fierce warriors. But instead of engaging in a head-on battle from the start..
They were having a formal conversation as if this arena was holding a gathering function and they were trying to get acquainted with each other.
To so.. It felt like at this rate.. They'd soon start flirting in the middle of the ring.
"If you really want it that bad.. I can lose this match for you. But what will I get in exchange?" asked Kahn in a joking manner.
Stunned!! Not just the common populace but even all the saints and the three faction leaders had their jaws dropped on the ground.
Was this a joke?! Was Kahn really considering throwing away the match because a pretty girl asked him to?
Or this whole thing was a setup in reality and the match was already fixed?
More than a billion people throughout the empire had this exact thought at this mont.
[What the hell? Is this guy a nutjob or sothing? Is he really considering it?] wondered Kassandra.
Unlike her outer appearance.. Kassandra was more of a rough and tough type of person in reality, not so carefully raised princess of a kingdom.
"What? Really? What do you want?" asked Kassandra as she squinted her eyes.
"Sothing of equal value. Sothing worth giving up this match for." replied Kahn as he slightly tilted his head and maintained his friendly and welcoming expression.
"What do you want exactly?" she asked with a cautious expression.
The next second, Kahn smirked as he inspected Kassandra from head to toe again and spoke with a charming smile.
"I want you to marry ."
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[[Author : Reference Art for Kassandra Mikealson in chapter comnts. You must check it out!]]
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