Charity Ball (6)

"The Roselia family. In fact, this used to be my sword," she sadly pointed.

What? The weight of the sword started to feel different after knowing the previous owner. But I couldn't just return it to her, knowing I was a few steps away from my death depending on her mood.

"You must also be somewhat related to the Roselia family, aren't you?" she studied me.

"Stunning silver hair basking in the colours of the rainbow from the moonlight, your skin pale as the bright light itself, expensive dress and accessories flowing along the wind. You possess some of the key features of that beautifully twisted Roselia family themselves," she pretended to cover her mouth in shock before laughing.

"I'm not a descendent from the Roselia family," I was upset.

"Maybe, not a direct descendent," she waved her hands, unbelievingly.

I shook my head in denial, "it's not possible since my family is in the third district."

"The real heir to the Roselia family is on the other side of the window," I glanced at Luke's beautiful features.

"Oh, then fiancée to the direct heir of the main house," she clapped her hands for getting the right answer.

"I'm right, aren't I?" she came frighteningly close to me.

"Maybe…" I looked away from her.

"No wonder you seemed so scared," she whispered inside my ear.

"Dance and that sword activates to its true power," she added.

My eyes widened as I wondered why she would help me kill her. Was this why I was forced to learn all kinds of traditional dances in elementary school? I lifted one of my arms to shift myself into the beginning pose for ballet as she quickly flew far away from me.

I twirled into a pirouette and jumped lightly into the next position as if I was a fairy. I gasped as the rose petals began to fall off the sword, surrounding me instead as a strong force of wind was created. With another twirl, the swarm of monsters vanished into piles of ashes outside the mansion. How was a sword this powerful?

"But it sucks your mana to your death!" The girl laughed in her victory.

"Unless you have unlimited amounts of mana, you won't last long. Unlike Ailes, I have no intention in saving a privileged fiancée to the Roselia family," she escaped from the scene with the other humanoid.

I panted for more air as my swollen feet felt heavier with each additional step. My limp arms stretched out into the sky to initiate more attacks, bringing a great force of wind towards the swarm of monsters. It was truly a ball where I was its only dancer while everything outside the barrier was getting destroyed.

My vision wavered from fatigue as the sword began to wobble from my hand, detaching itself when most of the rose petals had fallen off the blade. With the last petal, the sword started to fall onto the ground, full of debris. But I swam towards the opened window with the last bits of my energy as Luke reached out to grab my hands with the barrier briefly down.

For the first time, I was thankful for having the potential for unlimited amounts of mana. I knew I was dangerously low on mana to the point that one more spell would kill me. I landed in Luke's arms as the sword suddenly rushed past me and into Lucius' hands. Unlike me, Lucius wore a thin layer of gloves over his hands.

The sword deactivated with no touch to the flesh and turned into its original appearance of bright red roses magically blooming on the blade. I could finally understand why Luke wouldn't let me touch any weapons. Who knew what kind of weird quirks each of these weapons possessed?

"Do you know how many fingers I'm holding up?" Luke asked.

I blinked three times to show him I saw three fingers. My sore limbs couldn't move from the excessive dance where I was the sword's marionette. In fact, my entire body was basically paralyzed since I had exhausted all my strength. I predicted that I would be able to move after a good night's worth of sleep with my fast recovery rate. Meaning, I was currently helpless in whatever happened to me.

"Can you get some erigress?" Luke asked Alex.

Ugh! It couldn't be something good since it had a similar name to erigent, which was another painful bottle of medicine. A bottle was placed against my lips the next time my head was clear enough to know what was going around me. I gulped as the liquid was forced inside my mouth as Luke poured the bottle.

I winced as it had a similar taste as the one Charles had poured over me after the first day of the culture festival. My body instantly warmed up as it absorbed all the essence inside the medicine until my gauge of mana was around one eighth full. I didn't know how effective the medicine was supposed to be, but maybe it was too effective on me.

I sprang up with a new boost of energy swirling inside of me, ready to be used. It was like it sped up my already fast mana recovery rate by ten times. When I took a proper look at the people around me, they were frozen by the medicine's effectiveness as I got up on my feet.