Re - Jobless Reawakening: The Succubus Sword Saint

　　"It's okay. Edna will give you special training when the time comes."

　　Alice was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Sylphy and Rudy who were watching her from the side. Although she was reluctant, under the gaze of the two "teachers" who were younger than her, she was too strong-willed to say "I just don't want to learn". In the current situation, facing her mother, these words sounded more like a spoiled child than a practical meaning.

　　She pouted very reluctantly.

　　"Okay, okay."

　　Hilda glanced at Alan with a smile. In this atmosphere where it seemed as if she was surrounded by her sons and daughters and teaching them something, her mood couldn't help but improve.

　　Then, he suddenly shifted his gaze away from Alan and looked at Sylphy, who had been observing Hilda's expression. The white-haired girl was looking at Alan at this moment, and it was unknown what she was thinking of. Her body was obviously a little stiff, and she was trying to slip behind Rudy, trying to turn herself into air.

　　"But Alice will have a companion, because Sylphy also needs to learn."

　　Under the puzzled gazes of Eren Rudy at the same time, Sylphy froze.

　　"ah?"

　　Alice was stunned when she heard this, but she didn't even think about why Sylphy was dancing too, and she immediately became happy.

　　Now I have a companion!

　　This simple emotion of being able to endure hardships with companions, but unable to bear to see oneself suffer while companions drive a Land Rover, is equally applicable in both the real world and the world of swords and magic.

　　"Really?!"

　　Hilda smiled and nodded.

　　"So, now that we are in this banquet room, the atmosphere is just right and the occasion is suitable. Let's treat it as a rehearsal for the birthday party in a few months. Today, I will skip some basic Boreas etiquette and first teach you the etiquette related to the ball."

　　Alice's happy expression just now suddenly froze. The child wanted to delay it a little longer, but she didn't expect the course to mess her up.

　　Sylphy had the same expression as her.

　　The child was also confused.

　　She had just learned yesterday afternoon that she might dance with Alan at the party, and had not yet prepared herself mentally. She just followed her and Rudy's plan to bring Hilda to Alan to be his etiquette teacher.

　　Just when she was about to put the matter behind her, Hilda brought everyone directly to the venue where the dance was to be held.

　　Start teaching right away?

　　this.

　　It was too unexpected.

　　Or just name it directly.

　　Hilda smiled and reached out to grab Alice's hand.

　　"Rather than saying this is the etiquette of Boreas, it's better to say that this is a dance that all Asura nobles know. The etiquette of the nobles of Boreas is just interspersed in it."

　　She took two steps back, Alice's body stiffening in panic.

　　Keep your arms straight.

　　Two white arms were wrapped around like ribbons, connecting the black and white court dress and the fiery red evening gown together.

　　"There are many types of dance steps, but they can be roughly divided into two types: Asra Court Minuet."

　　She took a slight step forward, and stepped beside Alice, intertwining her arms with hers, the two of them maintaining a suitable distance that did not seem unfamiliar.

　　Then she paced left and right, took a step sideways, and then followed with the other foot, pausing every two beats, changing her pace, and guiding Alice, who looked panicked, to move.

　　The latter, however, kept taking small steps on the spot, stepping on the tips of Hilda's high heels.

　　Because Hilda did a lot of tiptoeing and spinning movements, the hem of her red skirt kept switching clockwise and counterclockwise, making beautiful spins.

　　Hilda was all smiles, just looking straight at Alice, without any sign of pain on her face.

　　"It is mainly used in more solemn occasions. The dance steps are not big, and the distance between each other is 'respectful', but not too unfamiliar. It is relatively easy to master."

　　"but."

　　(End of this chapter)

170. Chapter 167 Dance? Swordsmanship!

　　170.

　　"But it often appears in court banquets, not often in banquets, and dances where the social significance is greater than the performance significance."

　　The words fell.

　　Hilda was in a backward position, holding Alice's hand and looking at her.

　　The latter looked at the shoe prints on Hilda's high heels in panic, and her face turned red, which was very rare for the young lady.

　　"Don't mind your step, Alice."

　　"Ah! But, mother's shoes."

　　Hilda smiled nonchalantly. She would also be flustered when she first learned the dance steps, but at this time she couldn't let Alice feel embarrassed about stepping on her dance partner, which would make her avoid dancing.

　　The best way to divert her attention is to let her keep absorbing new knowledge and not stop dancing.

　　She ignored the pain in her feet and interrupted Alice with a smile.

　　"So, what kind of dance is more suitable for a banquet?"

　　"I I don't know! Eh!!"

　　Before Alice could reply, Hilda tightened her grip and pulled Alice, who was not paying attention to the dance steps at all, in front of her.

　　The idle left hand is spread out.

　　Use a little force with your slender fingers and bring them together.

　　Slowly placed it on Alice's waist.

　　Use force.

　　He pulled his daughter into his arms.

　　Bow your head.

　　Look into his eyes.

　　Alice was stunned, startled by her mother's sudden excitement.

　　At this moment, there was a very obvious sound of a gasp from the side.

　　Hilda smiled and glanced aside.

　　Sylphy's entire face turned red, her ears trembled, and she was covering her face.

　　But it didn't cover it all.

　　Her fingers stretched out, and her reddish-brown eyes kept watching Hilda's dance through the gaps between her fingers.

　　Very frightened.

　　Very shy.

　　But the body tells us honestly.

　　I really want to learn.

　　Rudy, standing aside, had his lips curled up and was looking sideways at Alan and Sylphy, wondering what he was thinking.

　　So what is Alan doing?

　　He just looked at Alice and Hilda calmly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

　　Without any other emotions, he simply felt that the scene of Hilda teaching Alice was very beautiful. This sudden feeling in his heart even overwhelmed his habit of paying attention to Sylphy's condition with his peripheral vision from time to time.

　　And he had naturally seen this kind of dance before. It was very similar to the fast and slow waltz before he traveled through time. Coupled with his good swordsmanship talent and body coordination, he could perfectly restore it just by seeing it.

　　He hasn't learned it.

　　But it will jump.

　　I also know what this dance, which involves lots of cheek kissing, clapping, and waist-holding, and is relaxed, natural, passionate, and free-spirited, is called.

　　The name is .

　　"Asra Ballroom Dance – Foxtrot."

　　"Also known as the Dance of Love."

　　Hilda said with a smile, moving her eyes away from Sylphy's face and looking at Alice in her arms.

　　Alice looked a little flustered. She had seen Edna demonstrate it before, but she chose to run out of the classroom at the speed of light to skip class, so she only had the impression of "seeing it".

　　"Why is it called 'Dance of Love'?"

　　She slowly slid to Alice's side, using her own body to transmit the power, and her arms to guide Alice's body to rotate with her movements.

　　The first step he took sideways was very large and fast, but the second step that followed was very slow, lightly touching the ground.

　　The skirt sways.

　　Alice stepped precisely on Hilda's shoes.

　　The latter seemed to be completely unaware and continued talking.

　　"Because this is the beginning of many marriages among the nobility. Most of them may have been promoted by the marriage between two families, but to outsiders it is a symbol of 'love'."

　　Alice simply couldn't hear the words that were meant for Sylphy. Although her body was dancing under Hilda's guidance, the fact that she stepped on Hilda's shoes one by one made her more and more nervous. Her body began to stiffen and her posture became more and more twisted.

　　Also beside them were Allen, Sylphy and Rudy.

　　The eldest lady's self-esteem was screaming.

　　Just as she was about to use her swordsmanship to forcibly break free from Hilda's guidance, Alan's voice floated into her ears.

　　"Take quick, large steps, using the Sword God Style's movements as a reference, and swiftly swing your legs, using your thighs to drive your calves, landing where you want them to land."

　　Alice was startled, but the tacit understanding she had been taught for half a year allowed her to react instantly. At this moment, her feet were already on Hilda's shoe again, only a short distance of ten centimeters.

　　She turned her ankle away instantly and took a step back.

　　At this moment, Hilda, who was listening to Alan's words, had a hint of surprise in her eyes, but she was very familiar with the dance steps, so she naturally followed Alice's footsteps.

　　With the same large and quick steps, he tiptoed beside Alice's retreating steps.

　　The two bodies were still close to each other.

　　During this action, Alan did not stop talking, speaking quickly but clearly.

　　"Stand on tiptoe, and slowly step back. Use the preparatory movements of the Water God Style as a reference, and feel the position where you want to 'swing'. When the thought comes, naturally put your foot where you want to step back, and gently put your foot down. Because this is not a swing, but a block, don't be so fierce, so eager."

　　Alice blinked, and before Alan could finish his words, she instantly understood the situation and what to do next through this metaphor that suddenly combined swordplay with dance.

　　I saw the tip of her other foot rubbing lightly against the ground, sliding across the ground, and then landing in a 'proper' standing position that she had determined and made her feel comfortable.

　　There is actually a feeling of 'elegance'.

　　Because, Allen's Water God Style is inherently 'elegant'.

　　Just like what Allen always said, "If the sword can be cut gracefully, then death can be beautiful."

　　Then Hilda's footsteps landed on the tip of her toes.

　　The footsteps no longer overlap and stay in the same place.

　　Only the black and white and the fiery red skirt 'collide' together.

　　Set off beautiful white, black and red fireworks.

　　Then fell.

　　The end of the skirt swings in front of the two people's calves.

　　The two men stood still.

　　He still maintained the intimate waist-hugging posture, and his body posture was very natural.

　　It seems like nothing has ever changed.

　　The rhythm of the dance steps.

　　One beat of movement.

　　With Alan's verbal guidance, Alice's active steps, and Hilda's deliberate cooperation.

　　Done.

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