The Monster, Vargus

The girls and Eliora watched in awe, their previous notions of strength utterly shattered by the display of Vargus's might. They had always understood barbarians to be formidable, yet the extent of Vargus's power was beyond anything they had imagined.

What made this feat even more remarkable was the knowledge that Vargus's prowess didn't stem from any awakened talent related to physical strength. Instead, his talent lay in beast taming, a skill he had just demonstrated was no less impactful in the arena of combat.

After the astounding demonstration of his strength, Vargus turned to the girls and Eliora, his demeanor shifting to one of calm leadership. "Let's go back," he suggested, signaling an end to the day's confrontations.

Together, they began their walk back to the women's division, leaving behind the arena that had been the stage of such unexpected events. The unity and respect between them were palpable, strengthened by the day's victories and the revelations of Vargus's capabilities.

Meanwhile, the men, recovering from the shock of the encounter, quickly rallied to assist Brandon. Carefully, they helped him to his feet and supported him as they made their way back to the men's division, a silent procession marked by reflection and the need to regroup after the day's defeats.

Upon their return to the women's division, Vargus and the girls were greeted by Elder Rosaline, who had been awaiting their arrival. The atmosphere was one of anticipation, as it was clear that the day's events had reached her ears.

Elder Rosaline's gaze settled on Vargus, her expression serious yet imbued with a certain respect. "Vargus, I need to speak with you," she stated, indicating the importance of the conversation that was to follow.

Vargus, understanding the gravity of her tone, nodded in agreement, "Of course," he replied, ready to discuss whatever was on her mind. At that moment, Elder Rosaline also turned to Eliora, adding, "Eliora, please join us." Her inclusion suggested the discussion would be significant.

With that, the trio, comprising Vargus, Elder Rosaline, and Eliora, departed from the group, leaving the girls behind. Their departure marked a moment of transition, as they moved to address matters that would perhaps shape the future direction of the women's division and their roles within it.

Upon entering Elder Rosaline's room, the atmosphere was one of quiet expectation. Without delay, Elder Rosaline turned her attention to Eliora, her inquiry direct, "Eliora, tell me about the battle."

Eliora responded with honesty, her eyes reflecting the surprise and admiration she felt. "The women showed strength beyond what I had anticipated. Whatever training Vargus has provided them with, it has significantly enhanced their skills," she admitted, acknowledging the impact of Vargus's mentorship.

Elder Rosaline nodded in approval, a hint of satisfaction in her expression. "Good," she affirmed. Then, turning to Vargus, she continued, "Seeing that the girls have grown stronger under your guidance, I want you to extend your training to all the girls in the female division."

She paused for a moment before adding, "Don't worry, your efforts will be rewarded accordingly."

Vargus, understanding the trust and responsibility being placed in him, nodded in agreement. "Sure," he said, ready to accept the challenge and opportunity presented by Elder Rosaline. 

However, just as the conversation seemed to draw to a close, Eliora interjected with an additional piece of information, her tone indicating the importance of what she was about to reveal. "But there's something else you should know, Elder Rosaline. Earlier today, Vargus did something quite... noteworthy."

Elder Rosaline's interest was immediately piqued, her brows arching in curiosity. "What is it?" she asked, eager to understand the full scope of the day's events.

Eliora didn't hesitate, "Vargus confronted Brandon in the arena. It wasn't just a victory; it was a one-sided display of dominance. Vargus easily overcame him, delivering a decisive and crushing defeat."

Upon hearing Eliora's additional information, Elder Rosaline's expression shifted, her initial satisfaction turning into concern. "Are you certain of this?" she pressed, seeking confirmation.

Eliora affirmed without hesitation, "Yes, I'm absolutely sure. The girls and I, along with Brandon's own followers, witnessed the entire event."

Understanding the gravity of the situation, Elder Rosaline sighed, "I see. This could lead to complications."

Vargus, picking up on her concern, couldn't help but question the issue at hand. "Why would it become a problem that I defeated that jerk?" he inquired, puzzled by the notion that his victory could somehow translate into a negative outcome.

Elder Rosaline took a moment to compose her thoughts before responding to Vargus's query, her tone carrying the weight of her explanation. "Brandon wasn't just any member; he was among the elite within the male beast tamer division," she began, setting the stage for the significance of Vargus's actions.

She continued, delving deeper into Brandon's credentials, "Despite being only 20 years old, he had already attained the level of a normal expert. Achieving such a rank at his age is a clear mark of genius, earning him high regard and affection from the elders in the male beast tamer division."

Elder Rosaline, with a tone of concern, elaborated on the potential consequences of Vargus's actions. "By defeating Brandon, who is considered a prodigy within the male beast tamer division, you've essentially wounded their pride. It's highly likely that their elders will come here to complain," she explained, highlighting the diplomatic tensions Vargus's victory could incite.

Vargus responded with a hint of amusement in his voice, "I see. So, he's considered a genius? I must admit, I find that rather amusing."

Elder Rosaline, observing Vargus's reaction, offered a more profound insight with a serious tone, "The difference between you two is stark. Brandon may be a genius, but you, Vargus, have transcended that title. You're not just a genius; you've become something much more formidable—a monster. As a beast tamer, your fighting prowess is extraordinary, far beyond what's normal even among the talented."

Vargus, acknowledging Elder Rosaline's previous comments with a touch of humor, shifted the conversation towards the future. "Thank you for your praise, but what steps should we take next?"

Elder Rosaline, exuding a sense of calm authority, reassured him, "Don't worry, I'll handle the fallout from this situation. For now, please focus on continuing the training of the other girls."

Vargus responded with a confident smile, his commitment unwavering. "Of course. I'll ensure they become even stronger," he promised, his determination clear in his voice.

Turning her attention to Eliora, Elder Rosaline added, "Eliora, you should also participate in his training sessions."

Eliora nodded in agreement, understanding the importance of the task ahead. With a shared sense of purpose, Vargus and Eliora then exited the room.

After Vargus and Eliora departed, Elder Rosaline found herself alone, the room steeped in the quiet aftermath of their discussion. A moment later, a smile crept across her face, reflecting a mix of amusement and pride. "To think that Vargus could defeat that brat Brandon," she mused to herself, her smile widening with the thought.

Her expression softened as she considered the broader implications of Vargus's presence in the female division. "With Vargus here, the female division is bound to flourish," she predicted confidently, recognizing the transformative impact Vargus could have on the trainees.

Elder Rosaline then pondered on the unique situation, "Despite being a man, Vargus has the ability to nurture these women into geniuses." Her laughter filled the room, a sound of ease and contentment. She was unfazed by the potential backlash from the male beast tamer division's elders. For her, handling such a dispute was trivial; after all, she was second only to the sect leader in strength, well-equipped to navigate any challenges that might arise from the day's events.