"Roger, can you dance? You are not even a noble, how can you dance with the noble Miss Filia?"
"That's right, Rogge, please be wise and let go of Miss Filia and let Mr. Truco dance with her."
"Hmph, you'll fall down on the stage later and lose your own face. You'll also lose Miss Filia's face. Let go!"
The nobles behind Duruco laughed at Rogge, hoping that he would back down and let Filia go to let Duruco come. They also really believed that it was impossible for Rogge to know how to dance aristocratic dance. After all, aristocratic dance was complicated and difficult to learn, and they could master it only by practicing since they were young.
Rogge completely ignored the nobles and only had Filia in his eyes. He gently held Filia's hand and led her onto the stage in front of everyone's attention. Melodious music sounded, which was played live by the seniors in the audience.
Rogge held Filia's hand and raised it, and put his other hand around Filia's slender waist, looking at her extremely beautiful face with a smile.
Filia moved first, starting with a simple step back, driving Rogge's pace. She was afraid that Rogge wouldn't be able to jump, so she led him at a slow pace.
Although Filia tried her best to simplify the dance steps and dance slower, it was not something that ordinary people who had never danced could keep up with. But Rogge unexpectedly kept up and danced pretty well.
At the beginning of the banquet, some seniors danced the noble dance, and later some freshmen came on stage to dance, and Rogge watched them all. Now recalling their steps, coupled with Filia's guidance, they danced gracefully.
Filia was also a little surprised. She walked forward to Rogge, leaned into his ear and asked: "Rogge, how come you can still dance?"
"I just watched someone else dance, and I thought I would learn it first and then ask you to dance, so I wrote it down. I didn't expect to be able to dance with you so soon. How did I dance?"
"Not bad, but there is still room for improvement. Then why did you ask me to dance today?"
Perhaps because he had had a few glasses of wine, Roger said boldly: "Because you are so beautiful today."
"Gone?"
"And I don't want Duluco to dance with you, and I don't want you to be embarrassed."
Filia smiled again after hearing this: "Duruco is the son of the Grand Duke. Are you not afraid of retaliation for slandering him in public?"
"If I don't disgrace him, he will take revenge on me. After all, you have lived in our villa dormitory since you first arrived."
"It's my fault."
"No wonder, no wonder, I'm glad you can move in."
Rogge held Filia's hand, raised it high and turned it slightly. Filia's whole body rotated gracefully in a circle, and then returned to Rogge's side.
Rogge asked: "What about you? Why do you dance so well?"
Filia replied: "Because in my opinion, dance steps are also a kind of footwork, so I practiced them as footwork. As a result, I learned it quickly and well. You can try it too."
After hearing this, Rogge seemed to have some enlightenment. He treated the dance steps as if he were practicing martial arts, and his movements became much smoother.
Just now, Filia was talking in Roger's ear, and his ears were still itchy. At this time, Rogge smelled Filia's fragrant body fragrance like spring orchid, and couldn't help asking: "Have you danced with many people before?
The question was a bit abrupt, but Filia didn't mind and replied: "No, you are the first person to dance with me."
Rogge felt happy and worked harder to match Filia's dance steps.
"I misunderstood you a few days ago and almost killed you. Let me dance with you today as an apology." Filia said.
"Then I'm extremely honored. I even want to be misunderstood by you a few more times." Rogge joked.
The two danced for a while, and Filia said: "It's not interesting to dance the noble dance, let's dance casually."
"What kind of casual dance method?"
"Just use the footwork I taught you these days and modify it to dance. I'll do it first."
These days, Rogge followed Dean Anderson's teachings and practiced swordsmanship in addition to archery. Philiya beside him is beautiful and powerful, so she is naturally the one Rogge seeks advice from.
When the music stopped, Filia pushed Rogge away and quickly retreated. The audience who didn't understand what happened thought she was being eaten by Roger and pushed him away angrily.
Just as Durco was about to scold him, he saw Filia taking two steps forward and approaching Rogge. Although these two steps were simple and direct, Filia performed them very gracefully.
Rogge understood clearly that this was a dance step that Filia had evolved using the steps she used when approaching her opponent. During practice, he was suppressed by Filia's simple two-step approach.
During practice, Rogge would dodge and raise his sword to block, but now Rogge put his body on one foot and rotated. The arm that originally raised the sword stretched out, and when he passed by Filia, he gently hooked Filia's arm. Slim waist.
After Filia stopped the castration, she calmly extended her arms and waved her arms, as if she wanted to slap Rogge.
During sword practice, this was a head sweep with a sword. Rogge leaned back to dodge and then stretched out his foot to hook Filia's leg. Filia took a small step back and started "fighting" with Rogge.
The onlookers were dumbfounded and thought in surprise: "How come these two people are dancing like nobles but have different styles? It looks like they are about to fight, no, they have already started fighting. But they have already started fighting." They didn’t really fight, they were still dancing. It’s so strange, look at it again.”
The music played by the seniors was also made compact and exciting by the two of them. Rogge and Filia kept dancing, their movements were full of beauty, and they staged an alternative but beautiful "sword dance".
The music gradually stopped, and Rogge and Filia also stopped and looked at each other with smiles on their faces.
The audience was quiet for a while, then there was sparse applause, and then thunderous applause.
Rogge and Filia bowed to the audience and thanked them. Then Rogge walked up to Filia and naturally took her hand. Filia didn't refuse and just let him lead her off the stage.
Discussions came from the crowd: "Miss Philia is really, really beautiful. I really want to dance with her."
"Who doesn't want to? That Rogge... Damn it, why do I feel that he and Miss Filia are a good match?"
"Roger is so handsome today. I didn't expect him to be able to dance the aristocratic dance, and the handsome dance at the back. It's so amazing! Some people said before that he couldn't dance. How stupid." A girl interjected. .
"Yes, I...I want to write a love letter to him!" Another girl planned to take direct action.
After hearing the love letter, Filia's hand was held and she gently scratched Rogge's palm. Rogge smiled helplessly at her and clenched his hands tighter.
Witnessing the intimate interaction between the two on and off the stage, the corners of Duluco's handsome face twitched and his fists clenched loudly. The nobles behind him were ashamed of their initial ridicule.
The two returned to their table, and Rogge let go and sat down, feeling a little nostalgic.
Rogge noticed a sharp and resentful gaze, which turned out to be Ophina. I saw Ophina piercing a piece of grilled sausage with a fork, putting it on the plate in front of her, sliding the knife hard and cutting it into small sections, then inserting a piece into her mouth and chewing fiercely.
Truco observed the situation and felt it was an opportunity. He extended his hand gracefully to Ofina and said: "Beautiful Miss Ofina, would you be honored to dance with me?"
Ofina didn't say a word, just stared at Roger.
Rogge took another sip of wine, stood up and came to Ophina, stretched out his hand and said: "Nana, go dance."
Ofina stretched out her little hand and let Rogge lead her past Duruco, as if he was not there at all.
The music started again, and this time it was Roger who guided Ofina.
Ofina had just watched Rogge and Filia dance the whole way. Although she was very angry, she had almost learned the lesson. The two people she loved the most looked so well matched and it was none of her business, so how could she do that?
Ofina started to stir up trouble: "Brother, is Sister Philiya soft?"
"It's... quite soft."
Ofina continued her attack: "Whose hands are softer or mine?"
"Well, she often practices swordsmanship. Your hands are softer." Rogge started to sweat.
"That..."
"Nana is so beautiful today!" Seeing that Ofina was about to speak again, Rogge quickly stopped her.
"Hmph, I'm sure you said that to Sister Filia just now, right?"
"Eh?" Rogge broke out in a cold sweat. His praise had no effect, but rather added fuel to the fire.
Rogge, who promised never to lie to Ofina again, said: "I'm just telling the truth."
"Then who is more beautiful?"
"They are all beautiful!" Rogge soaked his underwear in cold sweat.
Ophina pouted, and suddenly squatted down and launched a "clearing snow" move, sweeping Rogge directly to the ground with his feet in the air.
When the onlookers saw Rogge's funny look, they all burst into laughter. Durco and the nobles were all laughing, pointing and whispering some unpleasant things to each other.
Rogge stood up, quickly approached Ophina with his footwork, grabbed her waist with both hands to lift her up, and then used his luck to throw her up with both arms.
"Wow!!" Ofina exclaimed.
Rogge threw it very skillfully, and after Ofina spun twice in the air, Rogge caught her like a princess.
"Do it again!" Ofina said with a smile as she opened her hands in Roger's arms.
Roger did as he was told.
"Bah, bang, bang, bang, bang!" Applause and cheers from the audience resounded throughout the audience.
"Wow, I've never seen anyone dancing like this before. It's so fresh."
"Ofina is so cute, damn Rogge, I...I want to duel with him!"
"Calm down! He is an S-class student, you can't beat him."
"Ugh!! I'm so angry. Why can he dance with the two most beautiful girls in our college?"
"Isn't Roger handsome? The more I look at him, the more handsome I think he is. No, no, I want to write a love letter to him too!"
When everyone was attracted by the dance of Rogge and Ofina, Duruko winked at a noble man behind him. The man raised the corners of his mouth and nodded to show his understanding, and then put a pill into Rogge's wine glass with an extremely skillful technique, without Rogge's companions at the table noticing.
After Rogge and Ophina finished dancing, they returned to their seats amidst the envious and jealous eyes of many boys and the cheers of many girls. They picked up the wine glasses with more than half of the wine left and drank it. After two dances in a row, and his partners were all extremely beautiful girls, Rogge felt a little thirsty.
Seeing that Rogge was drinking, Truco gave a noble salute to Filia again, then turned around and invited Countess Josephine, who was traveling with him, to dance on the stage.
