Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

Chapter 143 The Dance of the Foam
The Lawrence family is one of the three most prestigious families in the history of Mond, but it was once blinded by desire, which made Mond fall into the dark age of being oppressed by the nobles. Later, Vanessa overthrew the old nobles and established the Zephyr Knights. Lawrence The family quickly declined.

In the next thousand years, the fire of hatred to regain the family glory, win the awe of mortals, and return to the top of the rule was buried deep in the heart of the Lawrence family like a winding poisonous snake.

Even though it has long since declined, the Lawrence family still expects to return to the ruling class. In order to welcome this great moment, they have been strict in the education and training of their children to the point of being pathological.

As for Yula, the eldest daughter of the Lawrence family, the family has high demands on her, even more than training the dead of the family. In addition to learning manners, etiquette, academics and cooking and housework, the eldest daughter of the Lawrence family Women are also required to serve as dancers of the sacrificial dance.

"The Dance of the Sacrifice" was originally used to commemorate the sacrificial ceremony of Lord Barbatos who liberated Mond, and later evolved into a

A ceremony used by famous families to show their nobility.

Art is the second soul most valued by the old nobles. Although the Lawrence family has declined, the former overlord still firmly grasps the glory and red tape that once belonged to him.

The ritual dance, a ceremony representing power and glory, has gradually taken on a different meaning.

Putting it on Yula is the strict requirement of the family on her.

Bleeding toes is nothing but a badge of honor, and every dancer should be proud of it.

"Even if you train until your toes are worn out, you can't stop."

This is the responsibility of being the Lawrence family, the responsibility of being the eldest daughter.

Tranquil wine lakeside.

The clear lake surface is rippling, and the layers of trees sway slightly with the breeze, and occasionally there are crisp birdsong from the forest, either far or near.

The girl with light blue hair appeared with Ying, and beside her was Paimon who was circling around the two of them.

"When there is a dispute, the honor and dignity of the family must be maintained as the first priority."

After the two came out of the tavern, they rushed to the uninhabited fruit wine lake outside the city without stopping. Along the way, Yula was still educating her about the etiquette of the Lawrence family.

"What would you say if you were talking to an ordinary person?"

Ying asked curiously.

"Ordinary people?"

Yula thought for a while, rubbing her chin: "As a commoner, you were born under the grace of Mond all day long, and now, in front of you are members of the great Lawrence family, and you can't wait to kneel devoutly and accept the noble teachings. "

"So...proud?"

Paimon covered his mouth, trying to think of a less derogatory word to describe Yura's words.

"Hmph... Little Pymon is saying I'm proud?"

Yula put her hands on her hips, tilted her head, and looked at Paimon pretending to be indifferent: "This enemy..."

"I remember it!"

Paimon already knew what Yura wanted to say, he raised his head proudly, and took the blue-haired girl's words.

"The nobleman's way of speaking... that's about it. Next, it's the most important manner among the nobleman..."

As if thinking of bad memories, Yura's amber pupils dimmed for a moment, and then returned to her indifferent demeanor.

When the glowing golden sunlight descended into the lake again from the distant western sky, she closed her eyes, raised her shoulders, stepped lightly on her feet, and the pale silver heels drew arcs of light.

The shoulders and arms are lifted up, like holding up an ice flower, quietly blooming, and a fitted knight dress makes the graceful figure look extremely elegant.

The dance steps are spinning, powerful and full of rhythm. Yula looks dignified, and there is an indescribable dignity in her indifferent eyes, just like the revived soul of a nobleman frozen in an ancient oil painting, she dances lightly.

She raised her neck high, like a white and flawless swan flying out of the bushes by the lake.

"Miss Yura...so...noble..."

Paimon's eyes widened. On the way out of Mond City, Yula told Ying and Paimon a lot of etiquette for talking to nobles. Thoughtful people.

until now...

Yura by the lake raised her feet together and opened her eyes, and the sunlight at that moment was destined to be dimmed.

In the next moment, the dance steps under her feet changed again, like the legendary blade that cut off all the shackles in the world, opening and closing, swift and sharp, like a cold wind from the high sky, and like ice and snow blowing towards her face.

In addition to the sacrifice, there is also the bitterness of the battle.

Yula stretched out her posture, closed her eyes and raised her head, the ripples of the lake behind her spread out in circles, the swans in the water stretched their wings leisurely, and the afterglow still quietly fell into the center of the lake.

"How about it, this is the pride of the Lawrence family, the ritual dance, have you learned a little?"

Like the sound of ice spring thawing, rang in Ying's ear, Yula wiped the sweat from her forehead, and asked softly.

A sparrow flew to a shallow puddle in the windy ground and splashed a few drops of water on itself, while ants crawled through the intricate nest and stopped by the fallen bottle to lick the little sweet drink that flowed out.

Paimon was still immersed in Yula's dancing posture, but Ying immediately reacted.

"I am happy to listen to your teachings, dear Miss Youli."

Ying stood up slowly, curtseyed awkwardly.

"I'm a quick learner, and I can already apply what I've learned."

You Li took off the headband, and her elegant short hair fluttered out, reflecting the sun's golden light like satin, and even danced mischievously on her shoulders a few times.

Like a lithe elf, she took a step forward, turned around charmingly, and stretched out her hand to Ying: "Will you dance with me?"

Leaning forward, Yura invited Ying with complicated eyes.

"of course."

Ying gently held Yula's soft and warm little hand, brought it to the top of her head, and started the whirling dance of the waves.

Two long figures danced gracefully under the sunlight, but there were only occasional unharmonious shouts.

"Yeah...you stepped on my foot! It hurts so much, hum, I will remember this grudge!"

"Oh! You squeezed my hand so painfully! Have you forgotten the etiquette before, be gentle with ladies! I also remember this grudge!"

Ying was danced clumsily by Yula. Ying, who originally had a well-coordinated pace, should have learned this dance quickly, but Yula's faintly soft palms, with a hint of seductive expression in her seriousness, made her unable to concentrate , Paimon was so anxious that he continued to guide in the air.

But following Paimon's voice, Ying's pace became more and more chaotic.

"Don't worry, this is a very simple ritual dance, just Chapter 1."

Yura's gentle voice rang in Ying's ear.

"Imagine yourself as a wave, moving in the tide of the ocean, and that's it."

With Yula's explanation, Ying's pace became more and more coordinated, and her demeanor gradually became more elegant.

Ying met Yula's pupils, but in her pupils, she found a red and energetic figure.

　Hey, I changed it now, didn't expect it?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)