Chapter 137 – SHALL WE DANCE 2(2)
“Lord, I’m fine.”
Robin was encouraging me. No, this was not encouragement. Robin is worried that I will turn the spigot and cause the Rosalyn family massacre. He was looking at me with a look of heartache and fear. The letter provoking me saying that the water below is clear only when the upper water is clear was enough for me to explode.
But I had no intention of exploding. If I turn the Rosalind family into a restaurant for tteokgalbi just because I’m being spoiled here, Robin’s married life and my image of her as the good-natured southern priest of Daecheonsingyo will be irretrievably destroyed.
Killing the Grand Duke of the North already put my notoriety at a dangerous level. There was no mistake that Robin’s courtship life would suffer if he built more notoriety here.
“It’s okay, Robin. I’m the high priest of the Archangel Church, and I don’t kill people for things like this or wield a mace recklessly. You know?”
“Your lord. I believe in you.”
Robin believed in my goodness and supported me. I patted Robin on the shoulder and said.
“Still, it’s a little unfair to step back like this. I need to talk to Marquis Rosalyn Barba.”
“My lord.
“Robin. Robin, I’ll give you any amount of money, so from tomorrow onwards, attend all of Lady Rosalyn Yuba’s performances. Buy something like a bouquet of flowers and give it to her every day. I mean, show off that you have a crush on Lady Rosalyn Yuba. But don’t be too blatant.”
“All right.”
Since I refused to talk about marriage, I had to take the story in a different direction. No matter how much the Rosalyn family hated me, they couldn’t turn away the fans who came to see the show. I was thinking of getting Robin and Lady Rosalind Yuba to talk, and then trying to convince Marquis Rosalind Barba behind the scenes.
“That, that… But if you do that… The budget… “
“Are Lady Rosalyn Yuba’s performances that expensive? Considering performing on the street, it shouldn’t be that expensive.”
It was also on the street that we first saw Rosalind Yuba perform. Robin wasn’t poor enough to worry about the estate’s budget because of the ticket price. In the first place, at the point of running 10 knights in a domain the size of the palm of your hand, you were living a damn good life.
“Then do your best.”
I went up to my room and checked the ball roll. I could see that Rosalind Barba’s name was written on the list of participants. What the hell is this person doing? I decided to call the coachman and find out about the Marquis Rosaline Barba.
The coachman who came up to my room was clearly nervous. He muttered and looked around, and when I told him to sit down, he flinched in surprise. I laughed out loud at the appearance of a beast freshly rescued from the wild.
“Don’t be nervous, coachman. I called because I have a question for you.”
At the desk next to Sieri, she was recording the expenses she had spent so far in the household account book. In fact, even though we weren’t playing lavishly, she said we had to keep a record of the household account book and put it in order when we got home. The coachman glanced at Sieri, who was writing the household account book, then felt my gaze and looked away again.
“Yes, yes. What are you so curious about…?”
“I’d like to hear about Rosaline the Marquis of Barba.”
“Are you saying you’re better, Marquis Rosaline Barba?”
“Yes. I’m going to talk to that person, but… Do you know the reason? Our knight commander is now at the age of marriage, so I want to find a good person, but I couldn’t talk well with the Rosalyn family. I want to talk about it, but I thought it would be more comfortable to know what kind of person he is first.”
“Ah, don’t you know about Rosalyn, Marquis de Barba?”
“I don’t know. I don’t have any ties to aristocratic society as I thought. I didn’t get out of the South at all.”
“I didn’t mean it that way.”
“I’m not trying to reprimand you, so tell me about the Marquis Rosaline Barba. Who is she?”
The coachman squinted her eyes and munched her mouth. The sound of Xie Li scratching her pen on her paper echoed in her. I leaned against the back of her chair as I looked towards Sieri.
“Marquis Rosalind Barba is a person with the very nature of the North. In the past, when the Grand Duke of the North requested aid from other nobles while fending off the invasion of demi-humans, he came forward with arms crossed and criticized the other nobles who were lukewarm in their support, He was the one who supported it by robbing his property.”
In other words, it meant that he was friendly with the Grand Duke of the North. I was the madman who broke the head of the Grand Duke of the North. Just by looking at this, I could roughly guess what kind of feelings the Marquis Rosalind Barba had for me.
“I see. Externally, how is Marquis Rosalyn Barba’s personality?”
The coachman frowned slightly as if embarrassed by my question and looked around. I read him
“I’m asking Marquis Barba in case I make a mistake. It’s easy to know the line that each other must keep when you know each other’s personalities.”
“He is a very cold-hearted, ferocious, and relentless person. Because of that, there were many friends who both respected and feared the Marquis de Rosaline Barbar. Even though she said that she respected her, when the carriage of the Marquis de Rosaline Barba passed by, she scuffled and ran away. Hit.”
“Are you that scary?”
“He’s a very scary person. He can be called the embodiment of strict punishment. He prefers to obey the law and hates people outside the box.”
“Okay.”
The more I listened, the more it didn’t fit me. But first, we had to have a conversation. After roughly establishing the image of Marquis Barba in my head, I sent the coachman away. Sieri stopped writing the household account book and asked me.
“Lucius. So, are you going to the ball tomorrow?”
“Let’s go. Talk to Marquis Barba, and dance because our Sieri wants to dance?”
“Th-chu-dancing is a bit embarrassing…”
“You practiced, but you’re not going to dance even once?”
My image was ruined by the affair, so I had to dance with Sieri. That way, I was able to let people know that my marriage relationship was still strong. I asked while rubbing Sieri’s shoulder after she finished her household account book.
“By the way, is it not over yet?”
“Ah…It’s over. Happ…”
My hand lifted Sieri’s top her and touched her bra her. He rubbed her breasts and kissed the nape of her neck. Shieri let out a hot breath and twitched her legs. I took off Sieri’s coat and stood him up. My hard erect alter ego was poking her ass her.
Sieri bent his back and pressed his hips against me. I pulled up Sieri’s skirt and pounced on him. The pen used to write the household account book moved on top of the notebook. As she ran across the desk, her delicate fingertips turned white. Shirley crumbled, scratching the desk with the tips of his fingernails.
The night has passed.
The next morning. We came out to the ballroom from early evening. Just like last time, I sat down at the table and looked around. They were out at the ball and talking to each other. The more powerful they were, the more frequent they appeared at the ball. After three days, there were no more strange rumors about me.
“Alou Ted didn’t come today.”
“According to rumors, he suddenly became an idiot at the ball. So the escort officer in charge was fired, and Lord Alou Mason also urgently returned to the West Coast for treatment.”
“It’s a pity. He was a talented man who could lead the future of the West Coast.”
“That’s right. No one knows why it happened, so I won’t… According to rumors, it happened while eating potato salad. Isn’t that why we shouldn’t eat potato salad either?”
People were whispering about how his man, Alu Ted, had returned to his hometown. I don’t know who Aloo Ted was, but he must have been an idiot in an unfortunate accident. I shook my head and said to Sieri.
“Sierri. Are you going to dance today?”
“That’s…That’s…”
The moment Sieri was about to stand up cautiously, her gaze suddenly focused on the center of the stage.
Two men and women appeared on the stage. It was a middle-aged man with a long mustache and a middle-aged woman with a wavy jean perm. A woman with a well-toned body, like an ajumma who had trained in yoga or Pilates for a long time, was held tightly in her man’s arms.
I could hear the nobles talking next to me.
“The Penelope couple, ballroom dance experts who have been ballroom dancing for 20 years.”
“I’m really curious to see what kind of dance they will sweep the stage this time.”
“Fuck?”
I cursed in a low voice and looked at Sieri. Shieri, who was started by the size of the ballroom and hesitated, seemed to have completely lost confidence due to the sudden appearance of dead people. The Penelope couple stood in the middle of the stage and greeted people.
The nobility clapped and cheered at the appearance of skilled performers. It was a crucible of enthusiasm, as if an idol or a professional dance performer had appeared in a nightclub. Sieri, whitened, held her hand tightly to mine.
As if waiting for the Penelope couple to come out, the orchestra that was playing changed the music. To the intense and sticky music of the jazz style, the couple started stepping. The flamboyantly moving feet made people feel as if they were moving all four legs as one body.
With one smooth step to the side, he glided down the next step to match her wife’s movements with her. Penelope’s husband twirled her as if turning a mobile with her hands her, and her wife her stood on her tiptoes and performed her perfect spin, drawing the admiration of the aristocrats.
The main characters of the ballroom filled with handsome men and women were the Penelope couple. They danced, drenched in sweat, as if they were born only for this stage.
Bah-Bam!
At the same time as the music ended, the two smiled widely and met each other’s eyes. Judging by the expression of the two people drenched in love and sweat, it was clear that they would have intense sex in the room when they returned. I asked Sieri again.
“Sierri. Shall we go and dance too?”
“…Mo, I can’t do it…”
And with the performance of her deceased figures, Sieri completely lost confidence and crashed. She could not find any courage in her white face. She wiggled her hands and shook her head in succession. It seemed that dancing today was a bad thing.
Too bad.
