93 Waltz of the Slothful Winds (2/2)
”Y-yes, and aside from being disadvantageous, it's very cringy... but why do it?”
”Oy oy, if I won't then neither will anything respond... Listen, Lacrimosa's chosen one, Paradigms are like thinking and intellectual concepts. They're designed to be called...”
Eh? Doesn't look that way to me... at least.
”Well, we are not here for a little lesson-letting aren't we? Let's dance.”
Suddenly, there's four of him, as if having himself cloned in that split nanosecond... One in each direction, while all of them had their palms facing my way. ”Waltz. Stance number Two. Four-directional Planetary winds!”
Then, out from their palms, tornadoes begin to form that could have had easily destroyed the venue if not because of the aegis's established presence...
”You better not die away!”
Oh, certainly I can't...
As the vast bombardment of violent-looking tornadoes is coming, using the audience's deceits, hatred, and narcissism, which of course are coming from the nobles themselves, I defended, forming four big shields invincible to their ignorant eyes. And fortunately for me, their evil intents which are continuously gushing forth this dark charisma are not even that fragile, which is to my advantage.
The strong four winds from the clones and the patriarch himself hit the shields, but the defense was too much. Well, it's not my fault why it's like this... I never could have imagined that these great bleak emotions surround the crowd, which I can use as I wish... The barbarous tornadoes dispersed, unable to inflict even the slightest dents to the shield.
”The patriarch's attack did not work?” The supporting crowd earlier began to be silent seeing that an attack as big as that was not able to get into me, which is a bit comprehensible. In their perspectives, without being able to see what I used as a means of defense, it looked like I stopped the winds without even doing anything...
”Oy oy... And now they're assuming that my basic and most mediocre waltz will work...” The patriarch exclaimed countering the disappointment that the crowd has for him.
”So, the first ten stances are still weak as ever huh...” he added, examining his palm...
”Moreover... Was that, 'Requiem Aranea' just now? How nostalgic seeing it. So my hunch was spot on eh... That your Lacrimosa's Vessel in your little warfare.”
”Yes, and I can't remember telling you that your introspection earlier was wrong either... But, just to ask you, what's your relationship with that Goddess...?”
”A former, but a sophisticated friend, actually.”
”Why former? ”
”For some reason, that she alone can explain... Hayst this has grown very tiring. Maintaining this realm while everyone else is here is even becoming a pain. I want to sleep. Having an old body really does get to me.”
”The patriarch? Where's his former self!!!!!!!? Surely, he does not move like this!”
”Why is he only using his wind paradigm?”
”This is not so like him.”
The crowd started to exclaim as if they're seeing a different patriarch from their acquainted one. They were even so proud of him earlier.
”Oy oy... some people just can't understand the essence of age and sleep deprivation.”
”Ahahahahaha...” I laughed sardonically, now that I just realized... that all that I fought so far... were all half-assed mediocres...
But, come on, old man...I think you're just being purely slothful at this point...