The journey of dragon transformation starting from Demon Slayer

It can be said that he and the goddess have their own ideas in their hands and feet, and their brains are completely incapable of directing them.

So he can't dance as gracefully as Tazmi.

Just like when I first came to Orario. At that time, he had just become a half-baked adventurer and encountered obstacles everywhere in the dungeon. So now I can barely do anything like dancing.

Although I was kindly reminded by Jian Yu Lei Shen in the second half, the dance was barely completed without any embarrassment. But this also gave him the idea that he was still far behind.

'Work hard to improve yourself, Bell. You must know that only by working hard can you be the one who will never let yourself down...'

Just when Bell was quietly recalling the time when he was trained (instilled with chicken soup) by Tazmi. A sudden noise interrupted his thoughts.

Hearing the noise of the party, Bell looked towards the center of the dance floor.

"Hey! Look which one!"

"Oh my God! What is that?!"

Looking at the beautiful scene on the dance floor, Bell was shocked.

Like those dull gods, he murmured in surprise.

"That's... the wind..."

At this moment, he saw the actual wind.

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"Ais, this must be your first time dancing, right?"

Suddenly, the sadness in her heart was interrupted by the young man. Looking at the young man's smiling eyes, a faint blush appeared on Ais's cheeks.

"Well...this is my first time dancing..."

Yes, it was her first time dancing.

Although she is a girl known as the "Sword Princess", that is, the Princess of Swords, she was born a swordsman and has no knowledge other than dungeons.

It can be said that besides fighting and killing, she can't do anything well.

In the past, she lived in the dungeon, the family territory, eating and sleeping every day, thus maintaining a three-point and one-line life.

And now that she was exposed by the person in front of her, even though she was a Level 6 adventurer, it was inevitable that she would feel a sense of embarrassment in her heart.

She knew that her awkward dancing skills made Tazmi keep accommodating her and dance along with her movements.

She was really trying hard to learn the dance moves of the gods around her.

However, when she looked around with her peripheral vision, she found that the two or three groups of gods who were supposed to be dancing in the center of the dance floor had already left.

Now, there were only two of them left on the dance floor.

Such a scene before her eyes unknowingly touched the girl's heart.

It was as if her mother and father had left her together. The loneliness that suddenly surged in her heart made her eyes widen.

"Eh?!"

Just as the girl was dazed, her feet became unsteady and she bumped into the boy's arms with a thud.

The sudden turn of events made Aisi's body stiffen, but Tazmi, who had taken advantage of the girl's iron-head attack and the sure-kill bonus, just smiled and said softly.

"It's okay...I'm with you..."

"Look into my eyes...breathe in tune..."

Hearing Tazmi's voice, the girl was slightly startled.

Yes, she is not alone now.

Eye. breathe.

Cheer up, Ace Wallenstein.

Raising her head slightly, the girl regained her composure with serious eyes.

At this moment, Ais followed Tazmi's instructions, looked at the boy's handsome face carefully, and began to pay attention to his peculiar breathing pattern.

As the climax of the music arrived, just when everyone thought that the two people in the middle of the dance floor would ruin the dance, a substantial cyan breeze suddenly blew up and blew between them. Surrounded by.

Their breathing began to resonate.

In an instant, the blue wind gradually turned into a beautiful blue bird, soaring in the sky.

Amidst the clear chirping of the bluebird, at this moment, the girl's beautiful skirt and long golden hair seemed to be alive and dancing in the air.

"That bird? Is it magic?"

"No, I can't feel the breath of magic..."

"Hey! Look at the center of the stage!"

"So beautiful...just like an elf..."

"Is this also a dance..."

Just like what an unknown god said, at this moment, the two people who were paid attention by the stars and gods turned into elves dancing in the middle of the dance floor.

"Woo woo woo, our Aisitan... you must dance with us later..."

"Hey! Lower the brightness of the magic stone lamp for us!"

Staring blankly at the figure in the center of the stage, the wailing Loki grabbed the passing waiter and hurriedly urged him.

"Yes Yes!"

The waiter knew that his family could not offend a behemoth like Loki's family, so he quickly ran to adjust the light of the magic stone lamp while sweating coldly.

As the lights became increasingly dim, everyone suddenly discovered that many beautiful fireflies had flown in from outside the black window.

They use their small bodies to emit faint light, lighting up this palace called music.

Like belated dance partners, they flew towards the two of them non-stop and danced together under the rippling breeze.

The crisp chirping of insects and the melodious cries of bluebirds sounded together, turning into a movement of notes together with the music.

Their eyes intertwined in the air, and soon the girl smiled happily.

"When I was little... I used to yearn for..."

"Dancing?"

"Um..."

"So, thank you... for staying with me..."

Twisting her waist, Ais smiled shyly. However, it was the innocence of that girl that successfully attracted all of Tazmi's attention.

You must know that this is something that even a goddess with the ability to charm cannot do, but Ais did it.

As incredible as it is, it is also true.

The long golden hair fluttered in the air with the music, and the emerald on the girl's chest also scattered stardust in the sky under the refraction of the weak light.

The two swayed from side to side, then spun lightly.

Aisi could feel that their movements were becoming more and more consistent now. As if conversing with the dance with his eyes, he performed a neat and graceful dance. (Honestly, I don’t know what picture to match. Readers can post it in the comment area.)

While the two were dancing, the silver-haired goddess standing on the outside of the dance floor was not to be outdone.

Seeing such beautiful scenery, while her delicate heart beat unsatisfactoryly, it also aroused a strong feeling of jealousy in her heart.

Why wasn't she dancing with him now?

As if drinking a bucket of vinegar, Freya's strong sourness can be clearly smelled even from several meters away.

I saw her staring intently at the center of the dance floor, then a strange smile appeared on her lips, and she said lightly to the orc beside her.

"Can you attract the floor master of the dungeon? Ota..."

"This is impossible, Lady Freya..."