25-Episode 25 Slaves Dance Brilliantly




 Bring Seretia to the middle of center stage, face to face, and keep your distance.
 For a first time partner, there are several dance structures depending on the difficulty level.
 But the song that is playing now is not the kind of song that would work well with a new partner.
 But I'm going to do it, and Celestia is going to do it.

Are you ready?

You may begin at any time.

 I interpreted this to mean that they were having a heart-to-heart conversation.
 The other group started dancing first, but I could see that they had a lot of skill, and they were using their hips very well.

 When I started to move first, Seretia looked surprised for a moment.
 I don't know if she was surprised by the difficulty of the technique I chose, or by the sharpness of my hips. I don't know if she was surprised by the difficulty of the move I chose or by the sharpness of my hips, but Celestia took it as a challenge.

 I don't care about the other groups anymore.
 My dance level is unrivaled by the others.
 As long as you keep up with me, your victory will be secure.
 Now is just the time to see how far Celetia can go with my level.

 At sixteen years of age, Celestia, who is usually regarded only as a child, provoked me with her lustrous and sharp movements. As if caught up in it, I couldn't help but get serious. Even so, Celestia's arm swings, hips, and steps are all desperate, but she seems to have enough skill to keep up with me.

(Don't forget to smile.)

(You don't have to say it, I know.)

 Even though she must be in a lot of pain, Seretia has a wonderful, s*xy expression on her face, just like an adult.
 The smile on her face, the way she danced with both beauty and glamour, could be felt by those who were watching the dance, and I could see that those who were not expecting us at first were fascinated by our dance.
 And that was the moment when victory or defeat was decided.

 Towards the end, it was just me and Celestia dancing, and the rest of the group stopped dancing and became part of the audience.
 At the end of the dance, Celestia boldly embraced me, and I could see the glistening sweat on her forehead, and it was a beautiful feeling. I hadn't thought of it like this in a long time, but it seemed that I myself had been elated by the dance.

 At the age of forty-seven, I was enjoying my youth with a sixteen-year-old girl. ...... It was not a bad feeling.

 After a few moments of silence, the audience erupted in applause.

I can't believe we're going to do a dance like that out of the blue," Seretia said, smiling and swearing.

I knew you could do it," I replied with a smile, something I hadn't really thought about.

I'm not surprised. Who do you think I am?

 Celestia replied in a slightly hoarse voice, then turned away to leave the center stage where the applause had stopped. But then there was another round of applause.
 Everyone's eyes were drawn to the person who continued to clap, and that's when I realized who it was. The person I recognized, without anyone telling me, was definitely Harvey Ditland.

 The clothes, the gestures, the dignity, none of that.
 There was a boy walking toward me, a boy with a face that could be called mine, a boy with a face that could be said to have my blood in it.

"...... Harvey Ditland?

"Yeah? How did you know? I hardly ever show my face outside of these parties," Harvey said with a happy smile.

I don't see much of you outside of this party," Harvey said, smiling happily, "but I've heard that you've had problems with Festeriese, Princess Ceretia, and, I think, Walth. It's nice to meet you. I'm ....... Enough with the introductions," Harvey said with a boyish smile.

 I don't sense any hostility from Harvey.
 As soon as the people around us found out who we were, they began to look at us curiously, whispering that we were the ones they had heard about.

"What are you going to do with us if you know so much? I said a little more forcefully.

 But the threat didn't work on Harvey, and he gave me a puzzled look.

I don't think so, but did you think I was going to give you to Festerlise? Or capture you here? Harvey chuckled. But then he quickly turned serious and said, "Think about it, there's no point in doing that. If I do anything to benefit Festerlise, I'll lose my job," he said seriously.

You're my cousin. It's none of your business. And you're a Ditland.

I don't want anything to do with you because I don't like you even as a cousin. And even if we don't get you, we can still benefit the country," Harvey said, coming right up to me. "Frankly, I'd like you to leave the kingdom of Carlitz right now," he said, stretching his arm across my chest and pressing his fingers against it.

What if I told you I can't ----?

I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that I'm not the only one who's had to make concessions.

From what I've been able to gather, if you're working for the Evil One, your moves are too flashy.

"If you're ----, why don't you just let it go? I asked for more concessions.

 But Harvey shook his head in disgust and turned away from me.

That's no good," Harvey said firmly.

We're a little on edge right now, too, after a pretty big betrayal the other day. So I'm trying to keep out anything that might spark a fire.

 The big man's betrayal: ---- I tried to remember who was in high office at the time, to see if there were any pagans inside, but it was pointless, so I stopped.
 In seventeen years, there must have been a lot of people I don't know, and I'm sorry to look at my past friends that way.
 But this has made me feel even more strongly that I must do something about the Kingdom of Carlitz.

 Unaware of my thoughts, Harvey continued, "---- So, I tried to have the SS purge them, but they fought back and got away. We're pursuing them in greater numbers now, so I'm sure we'll be able to kill them soon," he said as if it were nothing.

 The SS are the elite of the elite, made up of the elite of the Knights and the Magicians.
 As far as I know, Dallas and one other person are the only ones who can fight back against them and escape. But I could assure you that he would never be involved in any kind of paganism.

 I swear to the god Edina, his name is Phiel Alstroemeria.
 The Elven girl whose life I once saved, and the leader of the Magical Order.
 I can't imagine that Pheuel would betray the Kingdom of Carlitz, and I can't even imagine it.

 If this happens, we must find her and talk to her before the SS does.
 The relationship between paganism and the Kingdom of Karrits, and Ars Dittrand.
 I had very little time left, and this determined my answer.