Chapter 275: Folk Dance (2/2)

Gerald naturally recognized Edward, who had fought masterfully with his fire magic in the previous event. He even salvaged some dignity in the battle against the Revived Nightstalker even though the Roaring Blaze Tiger Warrior’s fire immunity had deflated him, and was definitely one of the top champions of the Church of Games.

In Gerald’s opinion, Edward might even be stronger than the Flatfish Swordsman who easily defeated him in a duel before.

He shook his head, refusing the goodwill.

“Don’t decline in a hurry. You wouldn’t lose flesh in trying.” Edward pressed warmly. “Life is about trying new things.”

That being said, his offer wasn’t entirely in goodwill—at best, he wanted to see what the young noble who constantly pulled a long face would look like when he goes for a folk dance…

But despite being unaware of Edward’s intention, Gerald just wasn’t interested in dancing

“Well, I’ll try this meat skewer in my hand. Please don’t mind me, I need to calm myself for a bit.”

What had he not experienced as a knight of Lancaster’s city watch anyway? Most nobles were refined in the arts, and as such elegant and conservative even when they dance-he himself had seen the performance of acclaimed dancers and artists, and could be considered knowledgeable.

Compared to that, the Players’ peerlessly silly dances hold a certain degree of strength and technique—the wildness as if being freed from some shackles couldn’t be replicated easily. Even if not many could admire it, there was no denying a certain extent of appreciation and aesthetic.

On the other hand, the folk dancing was nothing else other than a group of people making a circle, hand in hand and kicking their feet, which wasn’t really all that meaningful.

“Moods are improved by your own. If you keep it in yourself for too long, your troubled feelings won’t fade no matter how long you take to calm yourself.”

Despite being younger than Gerald, Edward looked more mature even as he spoke frankly and assuredly. “Since you’re going to feel bad whatever you do, why repeatedly chew on those horrible feelings alone instead of doing something so that your mind would be too busy and forget those feelings?”

Edward’s words handily disarmed Gerald’s refusal, leaving the young knight unable to find another excuse at once.And when he saw that Gerald was about to keep refusing, Edward briskly dragged him in the direction of the bonfire.

“It’s fine if there’s something you’re sad about. Everyone faces such things, and if there’s something that really stumps you, you can tell me so that I could post… ahem, I mean help you.” Edward added.

Gerald was moved since Edward had put it that way, while a figure quietly appeared in his mind’s eye.

“May I ask… what was Marni like in life?”

“You’ve asked the right man. Let me tell you this, I was the one who pulled him into our church…”

Every time that topic surfaced, Edward would unwittingly go arms akimbo.

In the distance and with a sinister look on his face, Gou Dan thought about the title for his new post even as he captured the image of those two tugging and pulling as they headed towards the bonfire.

He had the feeling that his post would explode in popularity!