Chapter 255: Kiss One, Kiss One!!
"Woohooβ"
"Music, play it! Let's have fun together!! β
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At the edge of the booth in the corner, Lynn watched the demons dance in the center of the dance floor, and inexplicably thought of the "beast sunk in black desire" that Yvette had told her.
As a follower of Slaanesh, not all of them are capable of resisting the erosion of desire, and most of them end up being consumed by desire and lost in a sea of self-paralysis, from which even the ringing of the most glorious Starlight church bell cannot awaken them.
That is the Slaanesh believer, who, in the midst of the dinner of desire, will stretch out his deformed claws in the bewitching eyes of each other, and hold the plump carcasses of those around him, imagining that he is a conqueror who is about to tear apart the bodies of his opponents, conquer the lands they own, and enslave the people.
And the people on the dance floor at this moment, that look, that behavior, are almost the same as the Slaanesh believers.
"Is this your territory too?" Lynn asked Yvette silently in her heart.
Yvette rejects his idea and states that "this is an innate 'ability' of human beings", not of their creationβalthough the four evil gods have been given various ominous names and given them titles by human imagination, they have never had more than that, they just prefer this trait in humans.
The idea was dismissed, Lynn shook her head, and did not continue to ask, but looked at Corina in front of her, who was looking at the wine in the wine glass like a curious baby.
"Is it pretty?"
"Hmm," Corina said, looking down and looking up, "in terms of color, it's really good." β
"It's a combination of blue Lanrodo and red Rollinster, and the combination of red and blue tends to be a good color, so it's a 'pretty' wine, at least visually."
"But wine is never just an ornament, and you don't move a sip."
Corina was silent for a moment, then said, "I'm resisting it. β
"Even though I brought up the place and ordered the thing, I just didn't want to touch it, because I always felt like something was going to come out after doing something I had never done before."
"It's normal that all guilt decreases as the number of attempts increases." Lynn shrugged, "Are we leaving, then." β
"Well, it's coming."
Corina said nonchalantly: "After all, this is also a place that I have not explored, so I should expand my knowledge of life." β
"Expand your knowledge?" Lynn blinked, "The human brain is limited, and he can't remember so many things, so something like this shouldn't help him much, or should he throw it in the trash?" β
"Huh." Corina smiled without a hint of emotion, looked down at the glass of wine and said, "If useless memories should be thrown in the trash, then I think I probably don't have much to keep." β
Suddenly, she reached out, pinched her glass, and took a big sip.
In places like nightclubs and dance halls, the "taste" or "quality" that the aristocracy is keen on has never been important, and its only virtue is stimulation.
Stimulates the tongue, stimulates the throat, stimulates the brain.
Only in this way can people's minds temporarily detach themselves from the real world and come to fantasy.
Corinne had no intention of settling into it, choking on the strong pungent smell of the liquor after she had taken it, and except for a small part that rolled down her throat into her stomach, the rest of the liquid either returned to the glass that had not yet left the moisturizing lip flap or splashed on the couch.
β.β Lynn duly handed her a tissue and sighed, "Looks like I shouldn't have made that offer, or maybe I should have dismissed your previous proposal." β
"There are many ways to kill bad feelings, but torturing yourself is obviously the worst one."
"Thank you." Corina took the tissue and raised her eyebrows, "Your proposal seems good, but if you did, I wouldn't tell you that word." β
"Huh?" Lynn didn't quite understand and asked with some curiosity, "So what exactly did you encounter at home?" β
It stands to reason that the girl's mood shouldn't be so low now.
She has always hoped to enter the family's field of vision and become a real nobleman worthy of praise, but now that the matter has been done and the goal has been temporarily achieved, even if the girl's sense of accomplishment has been weakened a little because of Lynn's participation, it shouldn't have fallen into such a situation?
In the words of the current barrage, "The current Corina is like a social animal who has been laid off in a mid-life crisis, resentful and helpless about her incompetence, and can only paralyze herself by buying drunk."
Lynn was surprised by this, so she asked the question.
Corina was silent for a while, then raised her glass again.
This time she didn't take any more gulps, took a sip and put it down, then whispered.
"You are the destined heir of your family in the future, you can't understand how I feel now, it's normal."
"For more than a decade, my role in the family has never been important, and although I am not a person who can be forgotten at will, it is still dispensable on the whole."
"If it goes on like this, it doesn't matter, being an honest lady is already the dream of too many people, I am very satisfied with this, and I will not have too many extravagant expectations."
"However, I have an older brother, an incompetent, but very valued brother."
"As brother and sister, the relationship between the two of us is actually very good, for his attention, at the beginning, I did not have any jealousy, but after he came to me with the problem that the family gave him, I seriously helped him solve it - at that time, he got a lot of praise for solving the problem very well, and I was in it, even though I knew that I did it."
"He is my brother, I should help him, this is relatives and blood, the reason for existence."
"However, as time went on and I got older, I thought about more and more things, and after I could do more and more, it changed."
"I'm still helping my brother maintain his position, which allows him to continue to be watched in the family, and at the same time, it also gives me a better understanding of my abilities."
"I'm starting to know that I'm better than my brother."
Corina suddenly looked at Lynn: "People's self-confidence is based on their own ability, I think you should know." β
In Corina's eyes, the young man in front of her has always been full of confidence in all his actions, he thinks that he can succeed in whatever he does, and he proves with various facts that he is right.
And when self-confidence is established, people's eyes will slowly look upward, and they will no longer usually or look down at things lower than themselves.
With a slight bow, Lynn whispered, "So, you're starting to think, don't you want to be transparent anymore?" β
Corina nodded, and shook her head again: "At first, I really didn't want to continue to be a strategist who could only exist behind others - I don't have such a noble and risky sentiment, I am also a human being, I also like to be praised, and I also like the feeling of being held in the palm of everyone's hand, so gradually, I began to cautiously test and let my brother casually mention me in the course of his mission." β
"I want to use this way to make people see my existence."
"My brother agreed, and he admitted at one point that I had proposed the solution to the problem, and I thought that I would have received the attention of the audience at that time, but when I raised my head and was about to accept the compliment, everyone just looked at me, just one look, and then gave all the flowers to Hearst again."
The girl moistened her somewhat dry throat with the liquor again, and continued: "Actually, at this time, I already realized something, but I subconsciously chose not to believe it, or my subconscious forced me not to believe it, so I didn't stop. β
"As I grew older, the difficulty of the instructions and tasks given to my brother by my family began to increase, and when I found it difficult, I immediately began to frantically absorb all kinds of knowledge to supplement myself, and then solve the problem in a suitable way again."
"But every time, everyone was very stingy with my applause."
"But I still haven't given up, I still feel that I haven't done well enough."
"I know that one time, Hearst told me that my father told him not to keep mentioning me, and that as a daughter, I can't take away the light that belongs to my brother."
"Huh."
Corina smiled bitterly: "Do you know what I felt at the time? β
"I blindly think that others don't look up to me because I am not capable enough, so I spend a lot of time every day reading books, learning etiquette, practicing marksmanship and riding, and trying to make everyone find that a child I never cared about has silently grown into a big tree and bloomed into a very beautiful flower in a corner that no one has noticed - but I was wrong."
"No one cares what I've done today, no one cares if my time is spent in a daze or where my day is, no one wants to pay attention to me - because I'm a girl, I wasn't born to be taken seriously, my words never need to be taken seriously, I can't stand in front of everyone at all!"
"Even if I give them that astronomical amount of money, all they want is for me to give him this skill."
The girl's voice rose from low to high, and then from high to low, and as the sound of sobbing replaced the following words, a little bit of silver fell into the red and blue wine.
Lynn, who was sitting opposite, listened quietly to the girl's narration, without any attempt to comfort the girl.
When a person is in a dilemma, don't try to comfort others in your own way, because you don't know if your actions will be the last straw that overwhelms the other person.
Listening to the girl's sobs, her image became more and more distinct in Lynn's heart.
Corina is not a person who can become an outstanding person, if her background is excluded, she should become a relatively good ordinary person.
The ability is sufficient, and every project can be involved and achieved, but none of them can become the top.
This kind of person can create her own happiness with her own hands, but because of her lack of ability, she can't change anything.
Corina is obviously aware of her predicament, so she is powerless and can only comfort herself in the comfort of ordinary people when she has an emotional outburst today.
Of course, compared to real ordinary people, Corina still has advantages, such as the ability to control emotions.
After a brief breakdown, she wiped the corners of her eyes, drank the last sip of the mixed wine in her glass, and suddenly looked up and asked, "Lynn, what would you do if it were you?" β
She rarely calls out Lynn's name, trying to prove her seriousness in this way.
And to this question, Lynn didn't think too much, and simply replied: "If I fall into this situation, I think, I will stand up and stand taller than them." β
"What if they don't let it?"
"Then step on their heads."
"And what if everyone disagrees and stops you?"
"Huh." Lynn scoffed, as if in silent response.
In this world, there are monsters called ghouls, who feed on carrion corpses, and are especially fond of the corpses of their own kind.
Because the composition of the body of the same kind is the same as their own, after absorbing it, they can convert a higher level of magic power to expand their own abilities.
Human society, in fact, is the same.
Humans are also ghouls, either eating people or being eaten.
The world is so cruel, and Lynn has long realized it.
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Corina propped her elbows on the table and looked at him with her head dragging her head: "Actually, I think sometimes you are very attractive. β
"If only sometimes." Lynn said with some distress, "Then I have to question the ability of the teacher who taught 'beauty' in your etiquette class." β
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Corina couldn't help but give her a roll of the eyes, but under the interference of alcohol, not only did that look not only not sarcastic, but contained a little coquettishness.
Suddenly, she got up from her position, propped herself up on the table, and leaned over to stare at Lynn: "Since you have come to the ballroom, it is a pity not to dance." β
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Lynn blinked, still not speaking, only bowing gracefully and reaching out.
"Hey, pretentious thing."
Corina pursed her lips and turned her head away, as if she was very reluctant, but the white and slender hand was still honestly on the young man's hand.
As the two stepped onto the dance floor holding hands, Corina suddenly stopped and said, "Don't let me run into anyone else." β
"Hmm."
This time Lynn also agreed seriously, and then started a dance that was out of place with nothing but high-spirited music.
This is a traditional court dance, in which the girl with a soft and graceful posture is the main performer, and the main role of the male partner is to make the delicate flower of the girl bloom into its most vigorous through the help of various details.
Perhaps because it was too dazzling, the entry of the two quickly affected the others, and they used luxurious etiquette to disperse the chaos around them.
The onlookers unconsciously retreated to the surroundings, and the flickering lights could only dance at the fingertips of the girl's youth at this moment.
People stared blankly, perhaps, this is the first time that these people who come to have fun know what true "beauty" is.
Although they do not have any connoisseurs, although the girl's clothing is conservative to the point that only the fingers and the skin above the neck are exposed, although the alcohol has penetrated deep into the spinal cord to control the nerves, they really feel that this is the real "beauty", which does not need to be summarized in any language, and squeezes directly into the soul "beauty".
"Whenβ"
When the last part of the music fell, and the girl's graceful posture leaned into the boy's arms with her head held high and standing on one leg, everyone offered their hands to this unexpected performance.
"Good! Well jumped! β
"One more time, one more time!"
"Something again, listen to me, kiss one!"
"Kiss one, kiss one!!"
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In the midst of the noise, Corina did not get up, she only raised her eyes slightly, and saw herself smiling in the clear pupils of the other party.
(End of chapter)