The party had already started, but there was still no sign of the host, Harvey Ditland, so I decided to look for someone who might be a big shot.
　Rather than listen to every word from the rich people, I decided to talk directly to the person who would get the most information from them.

"----, are you from the royal family of Ruberia? I said to him.

　The first man I saw, who looked to be in his sixties, was sitting in a luxurious chair, just as his cronies were leaving.
　The man had a big belly but was reasonably graceful, and unlike the others, he was not flashy and wore very well-tailored clothes. The shape of the clothes was unique to the Kingdom of Ruberia, and I remembered that the high quality fabric in particular was favored by royalty.

How did you know that? Even I had forgotten about it," the man said happily.

　The man seemed to be from a family that was treated as a lowly member of the royal family, and he thought of me as just another nobleman.

"Where do you come from?

The man replied, "I'm from a small country, so I'm not worthy of a name. But the man said, "No matter. I'd like to know the country where you developed your insight.

The Kingdom of Euresia.

"Oh, the Kingdom of Eurasia. ...... Sounds familiar, but it's not. ......

I'm not sure I've ever heard of it,......, but I'm sure you have. ...... Hahaha," I said with a relaxed laugh. Why don't you come and join me? Why don't you come and join me? I think you'll do a good job.

　The word "trivial country" really got on my nerves, and I felt that I could understand Celestia's feelings, if only a little.
　I don't know if it's anger or emptiness that I'm feeling ......, but unlike Celestia, I seem to get annoyed when people come at me like this.

I'm sorry. I'll just take your word for it. I'm sure you'll be able to figure out how to get the best out of it. ...

　When I mentioned paganism, the man replied, "You've heard of such things. I'm pretty sure it was Yu, Yu, something ......," he said, twisting his head as if trying to remember the name of Eurecia. I immediately put my hand on my chin and pretended to remember, "I think it's the Kingdom of Ymiria in the far north," I said, giving an appropriate name.

I think it's called Yumilia ....... I think that's what it's called.

　This annoyed me, but more than that, I couldn't help but cringe inwardly at the speed at which the details of the rumor were spreading, and the fact that I had so easily mentioned the name Eurecia.

There were strange rumors among the merchants, and the city is a dangerous place.

"Strange rumors?

　The man picked up a glass on the table, lightly swirled the yellowish-brown liquor in it, and said, "You've been attacked by a group of pagans, you've met dead people, you've said some stupid things.

"Dead people? I said, not hiding my surprise, partly due to my earlier scare.

　It is unthinkable that someone other than me has perfected the reanimation spell. When I was Ars, there was no one who could do such a thing. However, Ars Dittrand is supposed to be alive.

　The question that comes to mind is whether ---- someone brought me back to life, but that's unlikely. Even my magic is currently limited to the living dead. Besides, if I had succeeded, the question arises as to who I am.

　If the paganism and the royal family are involved, how the paganism got in there is also a mystery.
　The story has become too complicated, and I've come to the conclusion that the information I have now is not enough.

　As I was wondering if it would be better to go directly to the royal palace, several men came to me asking to join the conversation. They seemed to like gossiping and talking too much, so I changed the subject and left the place.

　It was useful information, but I regretted that I couldn't ask them about the details of what country it happened in, so I decided to look for the next target, but they wouldn't let me.

He called out to the entire hall, "----, those of you who are confident in your skills, take center stage.

　As if on cue, the musicians who had been standing by began their grand performance.
　There was no disturbance in the music that echoed through the hall, and it was fine to listen to, but I said to myself, "This is not good .......

　The song playing was so up-tempo and intense that it was impossible for someone with a little dancing experience to dance to it. If someone were stupid enough to invite a celetia to such a song, it would be a big problem.
　As you might imagine, there were only a few couples attending, and most of them seemed to be just spectators.
　As I weaved my way toward the entrance, I saw Seretia coming from the other side, running along the edge of the center stage. When she sees me, she picks up even more speed. Just as I was about to reach her, it happened.

"Aah! Celestia lets out a small scream.

　The woman's hand, clearly deliberate, reached out and pushed Celestia down one level to center stage.
　I quickly sped up and caught her on the center stage.

"Are you hurt?

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine." "But--" she looked around anxiously.

That's a bad situation," I continued.

　All eyes were on the center stage, where there were only a few groups, and of course we were the focus of attention. Furthermore, the participants in the dance were looking at us provocatively, as if to say, "Of course you're going to dance.

　If I were to back down, I wouldn't be able to participate in this party any longer. Besides, I'm a bit of a sore loser.

I have no choice but to try. ---- The problem is Celetia," I said, turning to Celetia.

Why do I have a problem with that?　I'm more worried about Walth.

No problem. No problem. I've studied it," I replied proudly, "You can't just study it. Or are you saying that the Rhinoceros clan is a slave and a fighting clan and you want them to learn how to dance? I don't know.

...... I don't know about that.

So you've never danced with a partner before?

I can handle it. ---- Follow me closely, Celetia.

It's my line," Celestia said, letting out a big sigh. And then she looked up to the heavens and said, "How did I get into this mess? ...... Edina gives us a tough test, doesn't she?

　And so our unbeatable dance battle began.