Fighting? Nahh, it's dancing

Suddenly, from below, a song started playing. They rushed towards the hole, observing four large black boxes that now caused the ground to tremble strongly with bass beats. In the midst of it all, Zent was dancing, swaying to the rhythm of the song.

Due to the thunderous sound, the students approached, curious about the object capable of producing unfamiliar music. Strangely enough, the music made their bodies sway uncontrollably.

However, as they watched the white-haired man dance, they were mesmerized. They had never witnessed a dance like the one he was performing before. It seemed more enjoyable.

A... Revolutionary.

Yet, Zent was only dancing to the beat of his heart. Allowing himself to move freely without caring about others' opinions. He was simply vibing on his own while walking towards the bewildered Prince.

The Prince truly couldn't understand what was going on in his mind. It was as if the man had lost his sanity, and perhaps he never would.

Who would approach a noble family while dancing?

And not just any noble family! But the core family of the king and queen!

However, it's undeniable, the unfamiliar music, makes his body want to sway. The Prince has to exert strong effort to resist joining in, or he could become the subject of ridicule in the city. As a Prince, he can't appear like the man in front. He must continue to look firm, majestic, and regal. For the sake of the king and queen, he won't lower his status.

Zent keeps dancing, even when he's in front of the knights who are now gazing at him intently. A grin appears on his face, inviting them to join in the dance.

He takes a step back, performing a motion of twirling a lasso above and tossing it towards the Prince. Then he pulls it in following the bass thumps.

The Prince is surprised, not expecting the man to challenge him directly like this. He might not be the best dancer, but he won't back down from accepting a challenge just like that.

Moreover, one way to enhance the reputation of both parents is by accepting such a challenge, isn't it?

If he were to back off, he wouldn't know where to place his face.

Therefore, instead of feeling offended, the Prince stepped forward while swaying with completely new and unfamiliar movements. Initially, he appeared stiff as he was still thinking about looking good in front of others.

However, after seeing Zent's explanation conveyed through movements, the Prince gradually understood. The reason he could look so impressive performing each of those moves was because he was enjoying himself.

With that realization, the Prince began to let himself go, allowing his body to move on its own to the rhythm before they eventually danced together. It was the first time the Prince's smile blossomed due to genuine feelings, not out of obligation.

The knights watching were also surprised to see the Prince smiling like that. They began to think that the man in front wasn't all that bad. Even though he seemed a bit out of mind.

Who would have thought that Zent would perform the same moves on them? Throwing the rope, then starting to pull the knights. The Prince followed suit, enticing them to move along.

Seeing the Prince, who always tried to appear impressive in front of others, daring to perform these unfamiliar movements...

They exchanged glances, smiling at each other, understanding what the Prince intended to do.

Finally, they started swaying along with the two of them, following Zent's movements.

Were they embarrassed?

Certainly, especially when they were being watched by so many academy students.

However, gradually, they began to get used to it, letting their bodies move on their own. A new sensation they had never experienced before. They had only known that dance was something done properly and in accordance with tradition.

Who would have thought that dancing could also be done for fun like this.

Speaking of Zent, of course, he didn't stop just there. Not to forget, he created a fog-generating machine, a ceiling in dark blue with spotlights and lasers.

At first, they were taken aback, thinking they had fallen into a trap.

However, seeing Zent still swaying, even appearing more immersed in his dance, they started moving again despite feeling cautious. If this was a trap, it was one they had never seen before.

As time passed, they eventually let themselves sway to the rhythm of the song. Dancing under the spotlight and moving through the fog that made them seem like they were moving through the clouds.

Feeling each new experience, they forgot about their original purpose for coming here.

When the headmaster came to greet them, he was instead left speechless, observing the scene in front of him. He shook his head slightly, not expecting to see the Prince with the elite forces of Fernova, dancing with Zent.

He could feel the bass vibrations spreading through the ground, hearing how the song resonated in his ears.

Without realizing it, he had moved over there, swaying his body. Capturing the attention of the students and eliciting cheers from Zent, the Prince, and the knights as he entered the dance floor.

Amidst it all, the headmaster danced, releasing all burdens, letting his body breathe freely in each movement, in each sway. With a heart filled with joy, he felt elated, finally free for a moment from the torment of life.

Rayven leaped down, not wanting to let this golden opportunity slip away, and joined them. Releasing everything he had held back since he last heard Zent's song. He had long imagined dancing with him.

Sheila certainly didn't want to be left behind.

Remembering that they had danced together before, Sheila leaped down, hurrying to dance with Zent again. In that moment, they felt truly close.

At that time, Sheila could sense that all of Zent's gaze and attention were focused solely on her.

"He's doing it again," Ryssa said, shaking her head. However, there was a gentle smile, one that rarely appeared, on her face. "He always has fun whenever he gets the chance."

"That's Zent for you. As long as he can make others smile, feel happy, he'll do anything to make it happen," Sarah replied, watching him.

"Don't you guys want to join in and dance with them?" Rio asked curiously.

"Why don't you go down there and dance with Rayven?" Celine shot back, a meaningful smile on her face.

Rio's face turned red.

She quickly averted her gaze, glancing at Rayven who looked so joyful, so free. As if his childhood self had returned.

"You-yourself.. Is it not a problem for you to let Sheila dance with Zent?"

Celine looked over there, smiling gently as she watched the two of them. "No, it's not. I can have Zent anytime. But her? She can only feel close to Zent now. So, I'm letting her."

They gazed at Celine, still processing her words.

"Celine.. Since when did you develop such a trait?" Rio asked, disbelieving. "I should be the one like that, not you."

"What trait?" Celine fell silent, reminded of her earlier words and quickly shook her head. "No no no! I didn't mean it that way. I mean, because I'm with Zent almost all the time, I'm giving her a chance to- No! Oh my, what's happening to me?"

Rio grinned widely. "Wow, wow, just because you spend so much time with him, you've become so conceited, my friend. Don't you think about the feelings of the two women behind you who look like they're ready to murder you on the spot?"

Celine turned around, finding Sarah and Ryssa staring at her with such intensity that it felt like a dagger to the heart.

"For now, you're the one spending the most time with him. But later? I don't think so," Ryssa replied, folding her arms and giving her a sharp look before turning away.

"Don't get too happy, Your Highness. I'm still here," Sarah retorted with equal sharpness.

"You guys... I'm giving you the chance out of kindness, but don't forget I was the first," Celine asserted, unwilling to be outdone by them.

Meanwhile, the one who was being sought after was dancing with Sheila, as if they were the only two in the world. Even the Prince and the knights gave them space to move together, not wanting to disturb the pair enjoying themselves.

It didn't take long for the other students to join in. Especially when Rayven himself invited them, forgetting that they were here on a mission and not for dancing.

At least in the future, today would be remembered as the day when every Fernovan citizen had fun without having to think about work. A national holiday for the kingdom. One that would be respected by anyone who stepped inside.

No one was allowed to disturb their time.